June 05, 2006


Caption: No wedding bells for this guy.

This could shape up to be an interesting time in Washington as the theocratic and Wall Street wings of the ruling coalition prepare to deliver a one-two punch.

One consists of a proposed constitutional ban on gay marriage, a move that may also put the kibosh on human/box turtle nuptials.

(Note: the reference to herpo-eroticism comes from Republican Senator John Cornyn, who said in a 2004 speech in favor of the ban that "It does not affect your daily life very much if your neighbor marries a box turtle. But that does not mean it is right. . . . Now you must raise your children up in a world where that union of man and box turtle is on the same legal footing as man and wife.")

The other move involves the repeal of the estate tax on large sums of inherited wealth, which could drain up to $1 trillion from the federal budget over the next 10 years.

Ironically, the foot soldiers of the religious right who have been summoned to holy war in support of the former will bear the brunt of the latter if it comes to pass in the form of higher deficits and less funding for things like student aid, Social Security, Medicare, or Medicaid.

The institution of marriage, having sustained serious damage from the hands of heterosexuals over the years, probably won't be much better off either.

Some time ago, El Cabrero wrote a song about it. Like to "hear" it? Here it is:


1. We saved the good old USA--now at least the gays can't marry.
Our moral values are here to say--now at least the gays can't marry.
There's bad news from Iraq today, my job got shipped to Mandalay, the bank's gonna take my house away--but at least the gays can't marry.

2. Now things are right as they can be--and at least the gays can't marry.
Here in the land of liberty--where at least the gays can't marry.
They torture people overseas, they spy on us whenever they please, this winter folks are gonna freeze--but at least the gays can't marry.

3. Now we're standing proud and strong--and at least the gays can't marry.
Right is right and wrong is wrong--and at least the gays can't marry.
They took away Mom's Medicaid, my health care plan is a bandaid, my money's gone before I'm paid--but at least the gays can't marry.

(Full disclosure: El Cabrero is married to a non-box turtle of the opposite sex.)



Anonymous said...

What's the tune for the song?

Elizabeth said...

El Cabrero, you are el hombre. Thank heavens for the Goat Rope. There is an excellet editorial on gay marriage in the Times today, I will forward it to you, maybe others will be interested as well.

Khazouh Baszhees said...

Your wife must be tickled pink to know you don't think of her as a box turtle. But what about your girlfriend? Painted maybe?

Anonymous said...

Damn, we are all going to hell in a handbasket and oh so quickly. The Emperor is becoming truly desperate as witnessed by yesterday's ass kissing photo op for the religious right. Our Emperor George has placed all the ills of society and this nation on the gay minority. To make the time and effort to propose a constitutional amendment banning same sex marriage in these difficult times is not only ludicrous but brings to question the sanity of the jackass in the Oval Office. Where in hell are his priorities? Will someone please tell the man that the ability to stick his head up his ass at a moment's notice is not a trait for which he was sent to office and furthermore it is not particularly attractive sight when he swaggers down the red carpet.
American public wake up before the handbasket leaves the gate.