Dare we as a society--heavily urbanized, hyper-sexualized (even down into grade school), able to create offspring in test tubes--call marriage that which has never been marriage? Does the loss of a primarily agrarian culture in which men and women complement each other in the home economy and where children are welcomed—does this loss mean a new cultural norm, an “evolution” of sexual and familial arrangements? What of polygamy and polyamory for those who want them?
To look at it another way, we can ask, what villages would “gay marriage” build? What strength and hope for the future would “gay marriage” bring in rebuilding a place like Haiti? Are we so sure we can do without a marital foundation protected at the core?
We have been engaged in a long social experiment that had no promise in it other than expanded sexual license (without guilt?), and we have reached the far shore, the original homeland out of collective sight. In the fragmentation that we have created, allowed, endured, and suffered, love is still sought desperately, while one by one and by slow degrees children and innocence and holy matrimony fade to black through our passionate denials and unproven assertions about progress in our land.
