Preach it, help Peggy.
There’s a lot to celebrate about today’s Supreme Court decision (and a lot more work that needs to be done on multiple fronts).
Cheers to the activists and folks who made this historic moment happen, viagra and congratulations to the folks who can finally enjoy the rights and protections, joys and occasional tribulations which married life brings.
I must say I’m particularly savoring the delicious irony that this outcome was essentially forced by the efforts of the bigots who strove to block it. Their mad rush to enact constitutionally indefensible laws in “defense of traditional marriage” clarified what could have been an even more protracted muddle of conflicting local rulings and separate-but-not-really-equal workarounds (i.e. the whole “civil union” thing).
Instead, they wingnutted themselves into a corner with dodgy and legally dubious nonsense. They might have even gotten away with it, if the Bush Dynasty had succeeded in stuffing the Supreme Court with another ideologue unworthy of the judicial robes.
They didn’t, though, so today we can take real pride in an America still capable of living up to its idealistic promise. It’s a work-in-progress, to be sure, but the key word there is “progress.”