I was on a long car trip with my very Mormon mother. Out of the blue, she said, “So you think it’s okay for gay people to get married, do you?”
“Yeah,” I said. “I think it’ll be fine.”
Mom said “What if your sons turned out gay? Then what would you say?”
“If they turned out gay, I’d say ‘I love you, son, and I want you to be happy and be with someone you love.'”
She said “I think you’ve lost your mind.”
“Oh, come on, Mom. What if I’d turned out gay? You might find it a little hard to understand, but you’d still love me, wouldn’t you?”
And there was a long silence.
And she said simply, “Well… I don’t know.”
Now my mom’s a good person who loves me a lot. (Of course, I am straight.) I don’t know if she feels that way because of the Mormon church, or because she’s from a slightly older generation. But whatever could make a person feel that way about their own child — that is some bad fucking mojo right there.
So I want to apologise profusely to every gay person out there for everything that our society puts you through in life. I’m so sorry. Please forgive us all. Some of us are getting there.