But for now
My head is in the clouds
I’m a silly love song…
But that was Friday. Things have changed since Friday.
My wonderfully promising, queer potential roommate who said she wanted to meet in person this week disappeared, leaving me again at the bottom of the search. I dared to hope for a second that I might be out of my parents’ house and with a love life by August, but realistically, who knows now. I’m almost ready to throw in the towel and get a shitty studio apartment by myself.
The straight people at work came back from Pride weekend whining about how horrible traffic sucked and how gays have a right to be happy and everything, but really, blocking the streets? I just inhaled the wounded air and kept silent. Clearly I’m invisible…
I’m now noticing the negativity on Facebook and other public opinion platforms. It’s a defeated sort of half-assed indignant outrage, and it’s both funny and sad at the same time.
Funny because they are actually going there. Christians are crying “Persecution!” and throwing around words like attack and battle and crusade, as if the legalization of same-sex marriage actually has anything to do with them. Such dramatics! Such rich fantasy, casting themselves as the heroes, as soldiers who must do war to defend their own honor. It’s like a small child who keeps a shared toy away from his brother because, because it’s just not FAIR if HE gets to play with it, and then Mom comes in and says, enough of that, it’s for both of you, and makes him share the damn toy, and the little shit throws a hissy fit.
And it’s sad because real people actually think this way in 2015. It’s sad because we’re only just now having this conversation in 2015. Maybe it’s because I spent too much time at the Newman Center in college, and most of my friends are Catholic, but when I look at how many of my acquaintances these views can be attributed to, it’s a little less funny and a little more scary.
I’m seeing weird stuff. A friend or two went ahead and rainbow-ized their profile pic, much to my delight, only to later talk about how homosexuality is a flaming sin, regardless of their purportedly great love for their “gay brothers and sisters.” Right. Fake allies.
One of my friends is actually quite involved in local politics and ran for mayor last year in her town. Her platform was traditional family and traditional marriage. Not surprisingly, she didn’t get elected. Recently, instead of coming out as a homophobe on Facebook, she’s been spamming everyone with a link to a video a Catholic reporter made about her and her husband’s wonderful perfect Catholic marriage and how it’s a shining example of what a marriage should look like in 1950 or 2015. One awesome guy commented on one of these posts, “Your marriage is beautiful – and just think, now everyone has the privilege to have that!”