Wednesday, February 26, 2014

WHO CARES?! DO YOU CARE?

Bless their hearts, I know they mean well, but the next "so-called" straight ally who exclaims, "Who cares? What they do behind closed doors is their business." when the conversation around marriage equality erupts, that will be the same response I have the next time I'm invited to a "Str8" wedding. "You don't care what 'THEY' do behind 'CLOSED' doors?" I believe we were talking about marriage equality, not sex equality. If it ever came to a competition over that, we all know gays and lesbians would drag many straights around all four corners, for we have to be creative. But who was talking about that?

What about what we do out in the open? Holding hands, hugs, kisses on the lips, an arm thrown across the shoulder of your beau, simple physical displays of love and affection? It could be something as simple as a picture on a desk or a conversation about weekend activities. As much as love may be central and important to you, do you not think it is the same for us? If you believe it is, how insensitive it is for you to say, "Who cares?" Do you care? Do you care about me and what brings me joy and completes my life, or can you not still see pass your own judgement to see me and love me as yourself, the same as you would like for me to see you and rejoice when you have found someone to love who will love you back?

They say "Who cares? Or I don't care." as if someone asked them permission. But when the issue comes to a vote before them, which is ridiculous, I'm not sure that they've got my back, because they have not answered whether or not they care. I have been in two weddings during my life. I was my brother's best man and was one of the groomsmen in my sister's wedding. Their weddings for me were some of the most memorable moments in my life. I got caught up in the moment. I got inspired by love and someday want the same for myself. I love my brother and my sister, so I was overjoyed for them in their special moment. I only hope that they would feel the same for me when my moment arrives. I am not 'THEY', I am them, their brother. People should really think about what they're saying and stop being so care-less. Who cares? Do you care?