Kinda fun, isn’t it? Reminds me of my college days when we sat cross-legged in a circle, passing round a little weed, dreaming about pulling up this oppressively racist, patriarchal, militaristic society by its roots and sprinkling a little love fertilizer on it.
What right does society have to tell anyone who should get married? All you need are two (or more) people who have the urge to merge. A few good words about polygamy: there’s no proof that anyone’s being harmed; the family unit is more stable—economies of scale, sharing the burden, and all that. And finding a baby-sitter is never a problem. Remind me, Virginia, to tell you about the good old days of our commune in Humboldt County….
How about incest? Living together before marriage is not only acceptable but preferred (for compatibility), so let’s live together our whole lives before we get married. Incest is also a good estate planning tool. A man’s estate passes tax-free to his wife, but her estate gets nailed when it passes to the next generation. But what if she marries her son (or daughter); he or she can inherit without a visit from the taxman.
The State has no right to set restrictions on marriage. Thank you, Gavin Newsom, for setting the record, uh, straight. Bob, Carol, Ted, Alice, and I are off to see the friendly mayor of a small town in Utah. © 2004 Stephen Yuen
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