One: Most of the points I'd been planning to make today have already been captured in a far more coherent structure than I'd have managed, here. And also here. I am just so confounded and infuriated by the...the sheer irrationality of their "rational" decision. Apparently "intuition and experience" are new, binding legal standards of which I was previously unaware. It's bad enough just disagreeing with their conclusions, but it's worse when their arguments themselves are so insulting.
For example, part of the rationale is that because straight couples are, obviously, much more likely to have children accidentally, it is in the interest of the state to extend to these people the privileges of marriage. As an incentive. In case they accidentally get knocked up. However, because gays can only have children as the result of careful planning, they don't require (or deserve, apparently) the same incentive.
*blink blink* ...Whuh? Um...Does this mean that women on birth control, or infertile couples, are also banned from getting married? Because I, um...I don't think that's what they mean. And that seems a little inconsistent, don't you think? (Alternatively, my response could read "WHAT THE MOTHERFUCKING JESUS H FUCKING FUCKBALLS CHRIST," but that seemed a little crude.)
Also maybe this doesn't make sense, but it kind of makes it hurt even more, knowing that this came from New York. A decision this backwards, this harmful to me and to a lot of people I love, crushed a lot of the faith I've always placed in this state.
Two: Not fair, I know, but there's a part of me today that really agrees with him. It all comes down to a bunch of straight people who think that gay people are icky, and they use their status as a majority to deny us the rights and privileges that they so motherfucking flagrantly take for granted. Yes, OBVS there are lovely straight people who don't think this way, but I'm fucking angry and in the mood to generalize.
Three, unrelatedly: Go read the guest entry by the marvelous Kate, who I still love even though she's all married and crap, just below this one. I know, I know, most of you who USED TO read her must have assumed she'd been eaten by an Abominable Snowman, or else some black-hearted scoundrel had tied her to some railroad tracks and she was crushed before a Mountie was able to rescue her -- such are the perils of living in the Wilds of Canadia, or so I hear -- but fear not, she is alive and writing again! (Just don't ask her about her dog. Unless you have like two hours to kill.)