In the spirit of the University of Maine’s celebration of Coming Out Week and Equality Maine’s initiative to put same-sex marriage on the 2012 ballot, today’s column will commence with a personal anecdote.
I’m gay. I neither wear panda hats nor parade half-naked with “gay pride” painted on my chest. I wear turtlenecks and Dansko clogs. I have a wonderful family — parents still married and in love. No adultery, no drugs, no alcohol. I don’t have tattoos, gauged piercings, spiked hair or track lines. I respect others, and I respect myself. This is a part of me, and it’s not wrong. It’s not sexy. It’s not a trend.
It just is.
My sexual orientation unfortunately has become a taboo subject — something I cannot discuss as freely as heterosexuals who never have to divulge “I’m straight” to the general public. They don’t need to. They have legal rights and are not portrayed as unnatural heathens who maraud the streets and attempt to lure children into moral degeneration. Upon volunteering for Equality Maine this fall, I encountered disconcerting hostility and animosity towards the issue of marriage equality.
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