|Victim Card: Revoked|
According to Thomas Peters, this gay marriage in New York thing is simply political shenanigans and, in a way, Politico corroborates his analysis. As much as I am for political end-runs to grasp power and enforce certain points of view (my points of view), when legislative bodies perform top-down revolutions in democratic societies, the results are always fleeting.
You have to establish the dictatorship first people! This is like picking the curtains before you even bid on the house. Viewed from a wide perspective, gay marriage is merely a cultural embellishment. And as opponents of our wars are always quick to point out, the real fight is for hearts and minds. Culture trumps law.
But in a way, the ratification of gay marriage will lead to the end of victim status in the eyes of the populace on both sides of the non-debate.
We really do need to talk about this. We need to talk about behavior, health, well-being, and law. The basis of any good democracy is an ability for the populace to control itself. Not through vigilante law-keepers (ever the bane of my existence), or fear, or threats; but through self control. People can do what they want in the privacy of their own homes and governments can continue say whatever they think they want us to hear -- gathering mobs of pitchfork-wielding townsfolk to hunt evil ATMs and looking to exorcise society of its next demon du jour.
But that is the circus.
Culture is the real thing that is going to change here. And, as newer generations of men are coming to grips with the fact that their sexual license taken to new heights of insanity due to the proliferation of depravity on an increasingly all-present internet, more people are going to ask the very logical question: if self-control is good for me, then why not for others?
That debate will not be one held in the legislative halls of power, but in the stable homes where the next generations of gays straights alike will be raised, and a full generation after these legislative fiats have exonerated homosexuals from victimhood. Everything else is just smoke and mirrors, like in my villainous bathroom.