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A Plea to Do Things Our Way!

Do you believe that marriage should be only between one man and one woman?  Which man and which woman?


Do you believe that marriage should be only between one man and one woman at a time?  How much time?


Do you believe that marriage might be between either two men or two women who commit themselves to the legal and moral bonds of marriage?  Why would any two people like each other that much?


Do you believe that whether your married neighbors have, or do not have, sex together is a threat to your own marriage?  Could you draw a picture of how that works?


If marriage is for the purpose of procreation, and two people do not want, or cannot have, children, are they still married?  Should they be allowed to enjoy what they are doing together, anyway, or should there be--to follow the logic of Tim Pawlenty, who opposed taxes--perhaps a User Fee, to discourage use?  Maybe the burden ought to be shifted to property taxes, which do not count.


Are you in favor of arranged marriages?  If not, what disarrangements would you insist on?


What is the best way to protect the institution of marriage?  

  • Pass a law that says that it can only be the kind of marriage you are in favor of?
  • Pass a law that says that whatever the majority of people want is the way it has to be?
  • Pass a law that says if we someday get a Mormon majority, or a Muslim majority, or a Catholic majority, or a Jehovah's Witness majority, or a Unification Church majority, or a secular majority, or a majority of people who think all sex is dirty and nasty and disgusting, that their preferences should be made into law?

Should people who cannot demonstrate that they have achieved a perfect marriage be allowed to write laws describing what a marriage should be for everyone else?




Please take a little time to help me think through this crisis that we are in; you know, all those people who are trying to destroy the institution of marriage by just living together, and having sex, or not having sex, and getting kids (one way or another), or not having kids (one way or another), and buying property together, and caring for each other in sickness and in health, and living together in retirement, and all that stuff!  


After we get a Constitutional Amendment passed, specifying one or another of the options, above, depending on who comes out to vote, and whether or not it is raining on election day, maybe we can turn to doing something about jobs, and health care, and our educational system, and rebuilding our roads and railroads and sewers and water system, and easing our dependence on oil, and maybe even getting out of a few of the wars we are in.  


What do you think?  Isn't it time simply to disenfranchise the people who do not think as we do?

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