New York became the
second third state to legalize same-sex marriage through a legislative vote (and sixth overall) late last night, nearly doubling the amount of same-sex couples who can marry in the United States overnight. The bill needed thirty-two votes to clear the Senate and passed thirty-three to twenty nine. This makes New York the largest state in the US to allow gay marriage. (Sort of — California needs to figure out what it's doing first before that can be definitively stated.) Governor Andrew Cuomo signed the bill around midnight last night, which means same-sex couples will be able to get marriage licenses in thirty days.
Anyway, enough with the facts: YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY. As a gay man and a New Yorker, this moment is both poignant and jubilant, and while the work required to get to this point was hard, it is so very worth it. (My parents called me to offer my late grandmother's ring, just in case I wanted to pop the question to a special guy. Maybe I cried a little. What of it?!) Such as it is, the timing is not bad, considering this is Pride Weekend in NYC. (I also heard the news while at a party chock full of homosexuals, which is probably one of the best places to hear such a thing.) Even the Empire State Building went gay for the night!
And to those of you who oppose this step forward, let me state for the record: you are on the wrong side of history. You can fight this battle all you want, but in the end, your side will not win. You cannot create an argument out of nothing, and nothing is exactly what props up the idea that same-sex marriage is harmful to society in any way. Feel free to waste your time and breath shouting about it, because this movement is about as stoppable as the tide. To get very elementary school about it: nyah nyah nyah nyah nyah nyah.
Anyway, I'm off to marry a dude, a goat, and a blender. Our anti-family guerilla squads should be at your residences to break up your heterosexual relationships around three. See you then!