My Linda and I, living in Massachusetts as we do, discussed the option of getting married a bit (we've been together over a decade, so we are well past the "rush to the altar" phase of development). We did not approach it as a testament to our undying love (please), but rather as something that might offer enough benefits to make jumping through yet another bureaucratic hoop (we're also domestic partners in NYC and partners to a civil union in Vermont, so we know from bureaucratic hoops) worthwhile.
Well, it wasn't. The last straw was a panel discussion on gay/lesbian marriage hosted by a local law firm, which appeared to be suggesting that getting married was a lot more trouble than it was worth.
Well, they were right--and this was validated by a cover story in yesterday's Daily Hampshire Gazette. It offered a blow-by-blow of the hassles facing "married" gay and lesbian couples (the onus of filing as married in Mass while filing as single for the IRS, which doesn't recognize queer unions), as well as a lovely chart showing everything that "married" gay and lesbian couples don't get as compared to heterosexual married couples.
A discouraging confirmation of our suspicions, but a confirmation nonetheless.
So, we'll just stick with being domesticated and civilized, and leave the marrying to straight folks. Sigh.
And I'm going to keep working on my comedy bit about getting a dyke deduction, once I can figure out how to make it funny rather than furious (which is where I get stuck with such things--same reason I can't make funny about G.W. Bush).
Speaking of funny re G.W., we watched Whoopi Goldberg's HBO special last night, and she had some great bits on him, his cabinet/advisers, and the whole "moral values" crowd. Her imitation of Condi Rice's smile was priceless (and her explanation for it was funny, if revolting). Watch it. See what I mean....
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment