Fume-Induced Divine Ramblings


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The Happy Newlyweds

The New York Times Magazine had a front page article about gay marriages. Most of the men were in their mid-twenties. It was sort of fascinating reading about things we’re going through. The case of the Brandons was especially relevant to our case. The article tries to make a big deal about how young gays have assimilated so much that we have more in common with our straight counterparts that our gay elders. We just want a nice house with a white picket fence. I think the author was a bit heavy handed with his argument. There is so much that is different when you’re a gay couple that being that heteronormative must be like trying to fit a square peg in a round hole.

I’ve been thinking about this subject a lot lately, for all intents and purposes I’m married. Brian and I have been together for 3 years and we’ve lived together for like 2.5 of those years. What is missing is a declaration to our families that we are soulmates and wish to share the rest of our lives together. Brian’s family is much more supportive, it’s not that my parents are not supportive, they are. But although they like him and always ask about him, I think they would rather think of us as romantic friends. Although they don’t say it, it must come as a shock to them that their boy wants to marry another boy. There is that whole Catholic/Latin thing that makes speaking frankly about such things taboo. For older folk, my parents are really open-minded but they are private people and this talk of marriage and having a ceremony must come as a shock. This sort of thing would never have happened in their village in Mexico. Well, they’re not in Mexico anymore.

There is also another variable at play, my mom is the most careful person I know. It’s almost as if she’s been hurt, she’s so guarded. She’s always been the voice for moderation to the point where sometimes I just want to say: Live a little!


Filed under: advice, hmmm


And the shapes of the locusts were like unto horses prepared unto battle; and on their heads were as it were crowns like gold, and their faces were as the faces of men. And they had hair as the hair of women, and their teeth were as the teeth of lions. And they had breastplates, as it were breastplates of iron; and the sound of their wings was as the sound of chariots of many horses running to battle. And they had tails like unto scorpions, and there were stings in their tails: and their power was to hurt men five months. And they had a king over them, which is the angel of the bottomless pit, whose name in the Hebrew tongue is Abaddon, but in the Greek tongue hath his name Apollyon.
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