By the time I, like Phyllis and Connie, am a white-haired old lady, I hope that every state has allowed same-sex couples to suffer matrimony like the rest of us get married, and that the idea that the United States once was a place where people who loved each other couldn't marry simply because of similar genitalia is as unbelievable to the youngsters as the idea of Jim Crow and bans on interracial marriages.
I think this calls for a song.
(And yes, I'll have Los Links up later today. I'm horribly behind, but they're coming.)
I've got a well-stocked bar of political snark, science news and views, blazing social commentary, and bonus outtakes from the writing life. Belly up, pour yourself a shot, and enjoy your stay!
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