My sins are not your business…

Neither are anyone else’s but yours. Be warned, this is a rant. It has been brought about by the recent wave of panicked homophobia unleashed by the gay marriage and  adoption laws being passed a bit all over the western world.

Me, personally, I couldn’t care less about what goes on between consenting adults, without malice, abuse or violence. And it doesn’t even matter if it is a life choice or not. IT IS NONE OF MY BUSINESS! I do care, however, if people are discriminated because of who they are. It is not my place to deny people what I think are basic human rights, based solely on my private sense of morals. I KNOW my run-of-the-mill straight marriage will NOT suffer for it. Which, by the way, is none of your business too.

Sin and hell and dissolution are favourite buzz words of the homo-freaked. Who gave you guardianship over my soul, or anyone else’s but yours? Even in a scenario where you are absolutely right and God will come and pass judgement on us all, who are you to judge? And what makes you less of a sinner? In your ideal god-fearing, church going, “perfect” community are there no adulterers, thieves, liars? Since by all Christian definitions of sin, it is impossible to be alive and not be a sinner, who are you to judge? I reserve my right to hold a place in hell for me. It is my choice. And it should be everyone else’s too. Even you.

And then there’s the kids. They will be raised by rampant sinners and every kid from a gay marriage will turn out to be gay. I think that sums up the rhetoric. Since all the gay people I know come from straight, and in most cases god-fearing, households, I fail to see what that has to do with anything. I do know, however, that gay couples have to be screened and evaluated and jump through hoop after hoop after hoop of bureaucratic mess, before they are allowed to adopt, as any couple seeking adoption should. If it ever comes to that and something happens that my child finds herself needing adoption, I’d rather have her in a loving, stable home with people who dedicated themselves to her, rather than in some institution or in foster care, where the check she brings at the end of the month matters more than her.

All I see is a bunch of people desperate to force their morals down the throat of everyone else. Or so insecure about their own life choices they want to deny everyone else’s. Either way, shut up and go sulk in the corner because IT IS NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS!



About Ana Carrilho

I'm a portuguese forty-year-old wife of a gamer geek. I'm also a buddhist, the mother to a beautiful toddler girl and like to think of myself as something of a craft artist.
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