Let me explain what the gays are complaining about. Because I don’t even think we know what we’re complaining about.
Say I find myself in the company of straight folk. We’re having a good time. We’re laughing at shared experiences, maybe stories about people we know. Then I go, “That’s funny! That reminds me of the time my boyfriend and I . . .” Immediately everyone’s faces go blank. Someone looks away. I finish telling my story, nobody laughs, and there is silence. Then someone changes the subject.
That’s why we hate you. And that’s why we move to the city to get the fuck away from you. Because despite the fact that we have almost everything in common with you, despite the fact that we want to simply live our lives and be a part of society at large, any time we mention anything that reminds you that we’re gay, you act like we just took a shit it in the middle of the room.
Get over it!
This is why same-sex marriage is so important. We need to prove to you and to ourselves that we are, in fact, just like you. Has anybody ever read the Sneeches?
On the other hand, the backlash to that idea is, “No, you’re not like us,” and “No, we’re not like you.” Well, duh. No one is the same. But everyone knows that if you want to be friends, you’ve got to look for things you have in common. This is about being friends, so let’s celebrate the similarities. We can all be unique and individual snowflakes on our own time.
