Opponents of marriage equality for gays often claim that the people most vulnerable in this debate are the children. They're right.
No, it's not because gays are snatching children out of good heterosexual homes and subjecting them to the "untested social experiment" of same-sex parenting, which "deprives" them of a mother or father. I've observed enough actual lesbian or gay parents to know how vacuous and insulting a description this is.
It's because in every walk of life, in every religious denomination, in every political party, and in every part of the country (and the world), some children grow up gay or lesbian. These kids deserve the hope of marriage, just like every other citizen.
And these kids are the main reason I continue to travel the country, debating same-sex marriage with Glenn Stanton of Focus on the Family, a man some readers-who think they know him much better than I do, despite the fact that they've never met him-have variously labeled a "bigot," a "hater," and an "idiot" (and those are the nicer letters I receive).
Me, they call na�ve, an "Uncle Tom," and a "self-loathing homophobe" for my "complicity" with "the enemy."
I understand their anger and frustration. I understand the desire to tell one's opponents to go f*ck themselves. I've gotten close to it myself, some days.
And yet, some days, I want to tell the same thing to my letter-writers. Mainly, because of what they do to the children.
You see, even if you don't give a damn about Glenn Stanton, Focus on the Family, or any other arm of the religious right, please remember: these people have children, and some of those children grow up to be gay or lesbian.
You are not helping such children by telling their parents to screw themselves every time they raise an objection to homosexuality, no matter how sincere the objection.
Sure, it feels good to vent. Sure, it's satisfying to mount a moral high horse and shout, "I'm right and you're wrong!!!" But how much does it usually accomplish?
I'm not suggesting that we be timid in pursuing our goals. I'm not denying that anger has its place. And I'm certainly not saying that we should pretend that our opponents' arguments are reasonable when they're not. Anyone who knows my work knows that I don't pull punches in the face of fallacies.
I am saying that everyone ought to shut up and listen every once in a while. When we do, we learn that (surprise!) our opponents love their kids, too. Their opposition to homosexuality is partly motivated by that love, no matter how misguided it might otherwise be.
That doesn't make their position "okay," but it does make it more comprehensible, and ultimately a bit more tractable.
Recently in this column I've lamented the fact that my opponents are either not showing up or not speaking up at my public forums. I'm not sure how to fix this problem-or even if it can be fixed-but I continue to regret it, since it robs us all of the opportunity for dialogue. Their absence or silence does not mean their acceptance. (You may not give a damn about their acceptance, but their kids do.)
My critics might worry that I've proven too much here. After all, white supremacists have kids, too. So do the Phelpses. Would I engage in dialogue with them?
It's a good question. A few thoughts:
First, anyone who can honestly look at the current political and social landscape and think we're at the same place in fighting homophobia as we are in fighting white supremacy (or the Phelpses) needs to get a reality check. I wish our opponents' errors were obvious to virtually everyone, but apparently, they're not. Just check the polls.
Second, I have never observed a productive dialogue with a white supremacist or the Phelpses. Maybe more talented and patient people than I could achieve one. By contrast, I have both observed and engaged in productive dialogues on same-sex marriage-dialogues that move audience members, some of whom write to me. (Many of those audience members are students, who appreciate the fact that I challenge their parents without demonizing them.)
But to tackle the question directly: yes, white supremacists and the Phelpses have kids, too. And if I thought that I could save just one of those kids by patiently engaging his or her parents, I would. You may call me whatever names you'd like.