See, here's why I live in San Francisco. Today, we became the first city to give a full-on marriage license to a gay couple.
We're not talking about benefits for "domestic partners." We're not talking about some tortured Vermont-style "separate but equal" legislative "civil union" contortion.
Marriage, bitch! Oh, yeah. First city in the country. CLOCKED! Go Gavin, it's your birthday...Go Gavin, it's your birthday...uh, wait...
And WHY, you ask, do I love my city so? Because our mayor, who rushed the order to prevent it from being blocked by the courts, who stood at the ceremony, who worked to keep it out of the papers to make sure it happened, was the darling of our local CONSERVATIVES in the last election. That's right, us liberals all voted for the other guy.
Oh yeah.
Okay, where will it go? Will the courts block it? Did you notice that it was two safe old dykes, not a middle-aged leather daddy and his 18-year old ball-gagged boy toy who tied the, uh, knot? Will everyone from county commissioner up to Chief Justice of the US Supreme Court have a spaz attack? Yes. Does it matter? No. Why? Because the gay marriage issue is settled in every other way but the law. The law is important. The law is worth fighting for. But, the moral war is already over, and our side won.
From the SFGATE story:
"Martin, 83, and the 79-year-old Lyon were declared spouses for life."
Largely in retrospect, I imagine.
Posted by Jason at February 12, 2004 02:01 PM