F. Scott Fitzgerald once wrote that intelligence is the “ability to hold two opposed ideas in the mind at the same time, and still retain the ability to function.”
I thought of Fitzgerald last week as the U.S. Supreme Court deliberated on Prop 8 and God was flooded with prayers from queer people requesting that he smite Scalia and friends flooded my Facebook feed with equal signs to show their support for marriage equality. That should have been an easy decision, right? I click a button, make a red mathematical mark my profile pic and then go back to watching Bob’s Burgers instead of being productive.
But I didn’t do it. I couldn’t do it. I support marriage equality, but my support deserves more explanation than a simple photograph can explain, and I saw a number of fights break out on Facebook as people struggled to articulate their mixed emotions on marriage to friends and family. Our politics are complicated. A picture might speak a thousand words, but in this case, those would be the wrong ones. These are my thousand words. They are my own.
As a queer person and a human person who respects the dignity of all people, I support everyone’s right to love and have that love recognized if they so choose. I support my friends who have waited for years and decades to do something that Britney Spears can do when she’s drunk.
I support everyone who deserves to be able to visit their partner in the hospital or inherit half of their life together when their partner dies. I support their right to completely, totally screw up their kids, just like straight parents do. I support the rights of distant gay dads and overbearing lesbian mothers. I support their right to a divorce, to the ugliest, most Real Housewives-esque arbitration known to man.
I support everyone’s right to have whatever beautifully imperfect love they want, to strive to do better than their parents and fail sometimes and post pictures of it on Facebook. One day I spent an hour and a half looking through Facebook photos of my favorite professor and her partner’s preposterously adorable twins, which they dress in matching baby jumpers. They even dressed them up like chickens for Halloween. Motherflipping chickens. How can I not support baby poultry? I’m not a monster.
However, supporting and affirming their marriages doesn’t mean that I have to support marriage as a concept or believe that it should be the issue sweeping our social media. I want to see people coming together to think critically about assimilation and what marriage, as a value, means for us. Same-sex marriage isn’t a shortcut to queer liberation, and it’s not just society’s views on who can get married that need to evolve. It’s marriage.
I feel that Rufus Wainwright, of all people, put it best. Wainwright is a libertarian (like our good friend Ron Swanson) and doesn’t believe in marriage in general. When asked about his feelings on marriage equality back in 2008, Mr. Wainwright quipped:
Oddly enough, I’m actually not a huge gay marriage supporter. I personally don’t want to get married but I think that any law or amendment to the constitution that deals with sex and love should just be banned in general. I don’t think any government should encroach on what goes on in the bedroom at all. Frankly, if you want to marry a dog, why don’t you go ahead and marry a dog, I don’t care.
But despite his opposition to marriage in general, Wainwright affirmed his belief in an individual’s right to decide for himself or herself: “A girl likes options,” he said. “Maybe someday I will want to marry.”
I agree with Wainwright (who later did get married to his partner). I believe in a person’s right to choose the relationship that’s right for them, whether that’s a beautiful lesbian family with heartbreakingly photogenic children or no family at all. I also want to celebrate the unattached people and everyone who resists our culture of singleism and doesn’t think that the state should confer rights to health care and hospital visitation just because someone is in a relationship that the state approves of.
As a feminist, I don’t want to tell anyone that they need to get married to be deserving of rights and protections. Imagine if you told a female friend of yours she had to get married to have worth. She would Hulk-smash you.
Instead, I think that we need to do more work to give the benefits of marriage to everyone. Single folks deserve health care, just as poly folks shouldn’t have to decide which of their partners gets to have rights and which do not. While we figure out what the Affordable Healthcare Act means for queer and trans folks, we must continue to fight for our community health, including the people whom marriage leaves out.
The problem is that marriage, as an ideology, speaks to a homonormative subset of the community, where our worth is predicated on our ability to fit into a straight-approved archetype of “gay identity.” It asks us to be a part of “the new normal” rather than critiquing the idea of a “normal” existing at all. Instead, we need to fight for the people outside the box and their right to critique the box and tear it down. We need to recognize the institutions that created the box, ask whose agenda the box really serves and question why we need a box at all. Screw the box.
We can support our friends who want to get married while realizing that marriage doesn’t speak to all of our experiences, reflecting on those whose systemic issues that marriage can’t fix. What about the queer and trans youth whose problems a ring can’t fix? We need to put a roof on it, providing shelter for all those who need solace and refuge. All of us deserve love, whether that love is a piece of paper that speaks to decades of struggle for recognition or having a community that supports you and gives you the safe spaces you need.
Our love needs to be bigger, greater and more inclusive. Our love needs to stop asking trans people to wait their turn. It needs to start recognizing bisexuals as even existing. It needs to work to create a culture that isn’t just marriage-positive but body-positive, fat-positive, single-positive, sex-positive and intersectional. While we fight for marriage equality, we must remember to simply fight for equality.
Equality isn’t just an inevitability. It’s a necessity. Our community needs equal rights so that we can stop funding the rights of some and focus on the rights of all. It’s time for marriage equality, but it’s also time to move on. It’s time for trans people. It’s time for gender non-conformers. It’s time for the differently abled. That’s what equality means to me. Equality means everyone.
I know that they don’t have a Facebook photo for that, but that’s what I want to see my Facebook feed light up with. I don’t want it just to celebrate some of the luminous people I know. I want it to celebrate all of you.