The passing of Proposition 8 has made it very clear that what goes on in my bedroom is far more important than what anyone could imagine. People are more interested in who I am sleeping with than what my contributions to society are. The gender of my partner is more a point of interest than the fact that I work eight hours a day, go to school, and pay taxes, yet I am not worthy enough to get married. Prop 8 gives prying, judgmental and hipocritical eyes the power to dictate my actions when it comes to the matters of my heart and, less we forget the financial advantages of legal marriage, my wallet.
Today, California Supreme Court will flex its own power by analyzing the legitimacy, scope and constitutionality of Prop 8. Those of us who would rather not obnoxiously snoop around in the private affairs of law abiding adults, will hope and pray for a fair, decent and common sense approach to this amendment. I can only hope that the supporters of such an invasive law will one day recognize the foul stench of discrimination and choose to wash their hands of it.
What goes on in my bedroom, is my business. Start minding your own.