This idea has merit to me:
"It’s true. I’m boycotting all heterosexual weddings.
How utterly absurd to celebrate an institution that I am banned from in most of the country. It puzzles me, truth be told, that wedding invitations deluge me. Does a vegan frequent summer pig roasts? Do devout evangelicals crash couple-swapping parties? Do undocumented immigrants march in Minuteman rallies?
Heterosexual ladies and gentlemen, please. Don’t mail me that wedding invitation. It’s going straight to the bin. "
And just in time for the "June Is Bustin' Out All Over" season of tux rentals, and crystal vase purchases.
I'm frankly a little embarrassed I didn't already think of this!
How many times have I sat in the pews watching you all genuflect and incinerate more candles than any self respecting god would even light and pretending to be so happy that you're allowed to get married and I'm not. How many times has a Macy's profited from the gift that I am mandated to buy, and churches from the fees and donations they demand all the while considering me a second rate citizen.
I like this idea. It's over. I'm not coming to your wedding. Not my best friend. Not my grand children. Not my nieces, nephews, cousins, school mates. It's nothing personal. But you understand. You know me, you know who I am. You know how humiliating it is to be a part of your life when your church forbids you to be a part of mine by allowing me the same marital rights as you.
I'm sure this is bound to hurt some feelings. Bad. Maybe some to the point of irrevocable resentment. Believe me, I know what it feels like to have your feelings hurt deeply simply because of who you are and whether or not you wish to be wedded to the person you love and enjoy the benefits and the penalties for seeing it through to death.
Join me brothers and sisters in the gay community. Boycott the heterosexual wedding. Let it be the end of a time when we continue year after year being the white elephant in the room, pretending like we're not being harmed just so every one can have their sweet dream.
I have feelings, too. And it's time I started looking out for them.
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