RE: Gay rights don't compare to civil rights
May 15, 2014 at 1:25 pm
(This post was last modified: May 15, 2014 at 1:32 pm by Lemonvariable72.)
(May 15, 2014 at 1:23 pm)vorlon13 Wrote: Hetero marriages destroyed by gay marriage: (these are the real victims of gay marriage)
Rush Limbaugh (at least twice)
Bill O'Reilly (last one at least)
feel free to add to list
(couldn't find sarcasm alert smiley, sorry)
Sometimes I start to think maybe there is a little hope for humanity. Then I remember Bill O'reilly.
(May 15, 2014 at 12:08 pm)SteelCurtain Wrote: As a black man, this one bothers me a lot. The idea that just because gays aren't being sprayed with fire hoses and hung from trees, it isn't a civil rights issue? Ridiculous. Come on!
Blacks should be more sympathetic to this cause. The very same chapters in the Bible that were used to keep them in slavery are the ones that condemn homosexuality. And interracial marriage! SAME ONES!
Civil rights issues are about scope. There are gay people being physically threatened, bullied, and harassed every day. Marriage is a right that is taken away from gays for no rational reason. 'We don't like it,' is not a valid reason to deny someone rights. Same sex marriage doesn't affect hetero-marriage in the slightest. Allowing gays to marry does not decrease the number of heterosexual people, or their desire or ability to marry each other. It does not decrease the number of children born to loving families. In fact, it creates more loving families in which children can be cared for.
Every argument that I have heard against gay marriage boils down to, 'eww.'
The only reason I think gays may get a little better treatment then what blacks did in the early 20th century is because you can always tell a person's sexuality by looking at them like you can with race. Either way it is the same evil and ignorance that drives both.
To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
