Okay, it's been a long time and I've been trying to post for a while. And, I'm furiously typing this up.I can barely contain my anger over Jan Brewer's decision to sign the Senate Bill 1070 into law last week. And while I applaud President Obama for speaking out against the measure and its civil rights implications, I can't help but think about the relationship between Arizona's measure and same sex marriage. And I'm calling on the mainstream gay community to end the movement for "equality" in the form of legalizing gay marriage until this law (and other initiatives like it) is repealed. If you haven't heard about it for some reason, "The law requires police to question people about their immigration status — including asking for identification — if they suspect someone is in the country illegally."
And I speak on this as a woman who is planning to marry her girlfriend next year. I want to marry Joan Benoit. And I have never wanted to marry anyone, ever. Marriage has never been my thing. Love, yes, most definitely. And I have loved and been committed to partners before, deeply. But, I want to marry Joan. I want to stand up in front of my parents, her parents, our friends/family, anyone who will listen and declare my love and commitment to her. And celebrate that all day, all night, and everyday. And we will.
Lesbians and gay men have been marrying one another in (and outside of) ceremony for a long time and I have always recognized and taken "pride" in that tradition. And I will follow in those footsteps with my girl. I will commit to her and build a life together because we can. But, I'm not championing same sex marriage laws anymore. Not until brown bodies are recognized as the "American" bodies that we are--Native, Mexican, Black, Cuban, Arab, Filipino, all of us who fall into that category. Because we are all currently suspect until we prove that we belong and are acceptable.
In the words of Public Enemy,
“Yeah, he appear to be fair, the sucker over there. He try to keep it yesteryear. The good old days, the same old ways that kept us dying. Yes you, me, myself and I indeed.”
(All images from Jesus Barraza and Melanie Cervantes @ dignidadrebelde.com)
