I’m Not Gay… I’m a Proud Supporter of Gay Marriage

I’m Not Gay…

I’m a Proud Supporter of Gay Marriage

By Marie Garcia

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For a long time now all I’ve been hearing about is gay marriage. I’m not sick of hearing it, but I’m worried that it will never happen in all 50 states. There are currently 9 states (Connecticut, Iowa, Maine, Maryland, Massachusetts, New York, Washington, Vermont, and Washington DC) that allow same sex marriages. While others only offer domestic partnerships, civil unions, and more. The majority of the country is just plain anti-gay marriage.

          I find this very disappointing.

          In the Constitution of the United States it clearly says that all men are created equal and yet no one believes in. Those of us in power to change that won’t because of those who choose to ignore that probably more than half the country’s population are gay.

          I want to live in an America where my gay friends and family can get married; where they have the same benefits as every straight man and woman in this county. One of my favorite quotes, for lack of a better term, is this: If the gay and lesbian communities wish to be as unhappy as the rest of us, let them get married! Now, don’t get me wrong, I’m a happily married woman and there are some who have said that quote or something similar to me over the last couple of years.

          I have a great-uncle who passed away in 1990 before there was all of this buzz about gay marriage. When I heard that Massachusetts was going to allow same sex couples to marry, I admit it freely, I cried my eyes out and I can recall saying I wish Uncle Steve could have lived to see this! I think he would have happy to marry his boyfriend.

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          I guess I can thank my uncle for making me so open minded about the gay community, though I would like to think that I would be open minded even without his influences. One of the best memories I have is walking along the beach with my great-uncle (my grandmother’s brother) and my aunt (my mother’s sister). They had me between them and I was carrying a black garbage bag. This man walked between us and Uncle Steve whipped his bald head around and said, “Damn that man has a nice ass!” My aunt looked at him and said, “Uncle Steve!” To which, he said, “What?” Completely confused. My aunt said, “Sarah is right there!” He shrugged and we kept walking.

          To this day, I can recall that moment and I just figured it was another part of life. Who cared if he didn’t like women? It was his choice and as long as he was happy, who was I to judge?

          After he had passed away, everyone was at the beach, and Grandma had gathered all of us kids in the living room (we had a beach house) and asked us to sit. We did and she told us that he was gay. I looked at her and said, “So?”

          I love my Grandmother and I know she loved her brother, but she is still one of the most anti-gay people I have ever met. I had her tell me once that if any of her children were gay that she would disown them. I just looked at her and shook my head. I can understand, slightly, where she is coming from. She’s from a very different time and she is very religious. What she needs to realize is that this isn’t 1950 or 1960 anymore and that gay people are just that, people.

          There is nothing wrong with them and I shame anyone who thinks so. Whether there is a ‘gay gene’ or if it’s a choice, doesn’t matter; as long as the person is happy that’s what matters the most.

          I know this is all over the place and I can’t help that. It’s how I think and I write how I thing. So, I apologize for that.

          Back to my point, I think I had one; anyway I’m for gay marriage because it’s only fair. I think that everyone should be able to marry whomever they want, with the exception of those people who want to marry their pet goat or cow. That’s just weird.