Amendment One

 

Amendment One

I am angry about Amendment One on many levels. 

First, I’m angry that it was proposed in the first place.  With all the vital issues facing our legislature and our citizens, to expend effort on this issue signals an unwillingness and an inability to address the significant challenges of balancing available resources with legitimate needs. I once read that when executives are overwhelmed with the issues facing them and their companies, they start counting pencils.  We are now reduced to counting pencils.

Secondly, this Amendment has become the central issue of the election, overshadowing candidates who are running for a variety of offices, including the governor and lieutenant governor.  Who has the psychic energy to research what these folks stand for? I’ve stopped answering my phone; a robo-call will not get anyone my vote.

Thirdly, signs, signs, everywhere a sign.  But signs don’t mean dialogue, don’t mean discussion and respect for opposing opinions.  This issue has polarized our community, and no one is even looking at, much less talking to, anyone who believes differently. I am guilty – I realize that everyone I know is committed to vote the same way.  We spend a fair amount of time congratulating ourselves at how loving and caring we are, and wondering why there are so many bigots around, not, of course, that we know any.  But signs don’t change anyone’s mind, and, regardless of how the vote comes out, we need understanding and dialogue and respect.

I will vote against the Amendment.  I think that people should be free to marry if they choose.  I don’t think marriage will crumble if gays marry; if heterosexuals haven’t ruined marriage by now, it must be a pretty sound arrangement. And I will think about tolerance, on both sides.