We watched The Times of Harvey Milk (documentary) last night, and it was really damn good, but I spent the last third of it being depressed, because thirty years later, California votes to ban gay marriage. Thirty years. Why does progress to enlightenment have to be like dragging people kicking and screaming through cement?

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It fills me with rage that half of my acquaintance can say, "Oh, about time!" when Anthony and I announce we're engaged, like we've been dragging our feet on the predetermined path of coupledom. What about all those couples who aren't even allowed on the path?


Oh yeah, and Anthony and I are engaged.