First published on May 26, 2004, in Liberty Education
Forum.
We are crossing a major demarcation line in the history of the
gay rights movement. After May 17, 2004, gay marriages in America
are a legal reality (if only in Massachusetts at first), not just a
private commitment or an act of civil disobedience. To be sure, the
fight will continue in courts and legislatures for many years, but
that does not diminish the magnitude of this moment. The long
struggle between gay liberation and integration has essentially
been decided, and integration has won.
The conservative nature of this development has not been lost on
the liberationists. Their anti-assimilationism is rapidly becoming
obsolete, as gay couples across the country demand full inclusion
in the central institution of our society.
As with all Lost Causes, some diehards resist recognizing their
defeat. In an August 2003
article for The Boston Phoenix decrying the "marriage
rights mania," Michael Bronski dismisses marriage rights as
"crumbs." The social benefits of marriage aside, few would regard
the 1,138 rights and privileges associated with marriage under
federal law, or the additional hundreds under state laws, as mere
crumbs.
Bronski treats marriage as if it hasn't changed in 50 years. In
fact, legalized contraception and abortion, no-fault divorce, and
the rise of marriage as an equal partnership have left the
institution far different from the oppressive patriarchal tool he
portrays. His grim portrait, including his unsubstantiated claim of
an "ongoing epidemic of domestic violence among straight and gay
couples," reads more like Peter Pan appealing to Wendy to stay in
Never Never Land than a serious discussion of real families.
To hear some gay radicals tell it, this wedding season sounds
more like a funeral. By adopting the strictures of marriage, so
their thinking goes, our community will give up its freedom and
lose its fabulousness. Many such qualms are reported by Michael
Powell in a March 31, 2004
article in The Washington Post.
These lamentations remind me of the Lena Wertmuller film
Swept Away…, in which a desert island is the only place
where love can flower for the socially mismatched protagonists.
Once they are rescued, their love is doomed. While I honor our
movement's pioneers, I do not share this romantic view of our
historic social isolation. Just as with the demise of the old
Chitlin Circuit, which nurtured many great black performers before
mainstream venues were desegregated four decades ago, few will
reject the new freedom because it brings challenges along with
opportunities.
For years, when faced with gay opponents of marriage, I have
argued that their personal aversion was one thing, and opposing my
right to choose for myself was quite another. Ten years ago, when I
tried to persuade a gay-friendly D.C. mayoral candidate to endorse
equal marriage rights, she pointed out that the gay community
itself was divided on the issue. Indeed, Evan Wolfson, one of the
earliest and staunchest gay marriage advocates, was often subjected
to blistering verbal abuse by gay people who resented his rocking
the boat for something they didn't even want.
The climate has now irrevocably changed. There is no longer any
serious division in our community on the question of civil marriage
rights. From coast to coast and across the political spectrum, we
were thrilled by the rush of city hall weddings set off by San
Francisco Mayor Gavin Newsom in February. The allure of alienation
is melting away amid the joyous nuptials; the politics of
victimhood is losing its grip even amid the anti-gay backlash; and
gay families are adjusting their expectations upward. There is a
growing recognition that, while the victory is far from won, the
tide of history is with us.
It is only natural that such a change would take some adjusting.
I can understand the nostalgia that some feel for the early years
after Stonewall, when life at the margins of society brought with
it a certain freedom. During the gay community's first "out" years,
the lack of institutional signposts provided endless opportunities
for creativity. But that was the freedom of people roaming
uncharted territory. Thirty years ago, the bar scene was one of the
few social options. There were no gay choruses, no gay film
festivals, no gay chambers of commerce. The idea of openly gay
politicians was outlandish even in the most liberal cities. Other
than a few classical allusions, gay literature mostly consisted of
lurid paperbacks and a magazine that was kept behind the counter at
the newsstand.
Today, the number and variety of gay organizations and services
is vastly greater. Whatever your interest or need, you're a quick
Google search away from finding someone to share it or fill it. The
truth is that we are infinitely more free than we were in the "good
old days," simply by having more choices.
Twenty years ago, playwright Harvey Fierstein talked about the
"perpetual adolescence" of the urban gay milieu, in which sowing
one's wild oats became for many a lifetime occupation. The tragedy
of AIDS forced our community to grow up, leaving us stronger and
more responsible. Marriage is the next step - not just for
particular couples as a legal option, but for our community as a
social norm and aspiration.
Marriage isn't for everyone, of course. This is as true for gay
people as for heterosexuals. But simply by becoming a realistic
goal and part of the social landscape in which gay children grow
up, it will give them the freedom to color with all the crayons in
the box, as gay children before them never could. Imagine being a
child again, and being able to blurt out your foolish dreams
unselfconsciously, the same as your siblings and playmates. Imagine
receiving encouragement for those dreams, and taking that
encouragement for granted. Imagine the wondrous ways a child may
grow if properly nurtured. That's a radical enough vision for me,
and making it come true will be pretty fabulous.