Short-Term Effects Of Gays Getting Married

I’m just as married to The Wife as I was three days ago.

The world has not stopped revolving around its axis.

Families around California have just as many kids as they did before, and those kids are just as gay, or not, as they were last week.

I’m still not gay.

My religious beliefs have not changed. Nor have anyone else’s.

No church has been forced to recognize any marriage contrary to its own doctrines. No one has been asked for their moral approval of any marriage.

Industry and commerce proceed apace.

Kurt Cobain is still dead and Courtney Love is still not dead.

State tax revenues are functionally the same as they were last week. No one’s taxes have been raised. Sadly, they have not been lowered, either.

The divorce rate is the same as it ever was.

The terrorists are not winning, any more than they were last week.

Police can still track down and arrest criminals. They are doing so at the same rate as they did last week.

No one has married their brothers or sisters; no polygamous marriages have been recognized; no one has married their toaster ovens, televisions, bicycles, Corvettes, skip-loaders, or backhoes.

A republican form of government still prevails in California. The people will have their say, directly, soon enough.

What’s different? A number of gay people are happy that they’re married, or at least can be if they want to be. A number of straight people are happy for them. And a number of people who don’t like gay people are upset that gay people are happy.

Burt Likko

Pseudonymous Portlander. Homebrewer. Atheist. Recovering litigator. Recovering Republican. Recovering Catholic. Recovering divorcé. Recovering Former Editor-in-Chief of Ordinary Times. House Likko's Words: Scite Verum. Colite Iusticia. Vivere Con Gaudium.