Same Sex Marriage

"Would you get married?" asked Nick.

"Nah, I don't reckon..."

"Why are you against it?"

"I'm not against it for everyone else, I'm just against it for me."

"So, its alright for everyone else, but not for you?"

"It's choice, Nick. If people chose to get married, then they should have that choice."

“But not you?”

“No.”

“Why?”

“My parents are still married, and your parent’s are still married,

“Wogs.”

“But how many other people do you know whose parents are still married?”

“Oh… ah?”

“Where is the sanctity they speak of?”

“Well, they are not all going to work out?”

“50 % end in divorce, Nick.”

“That many?”

“If someone wants to get married, then they should be able to, of course,” I said. “But, I’m not really convinced about the fervour with which we embraced an institution that has essentially failed heterosexuals.”

“You are just too negative for words, Josh Grant,” said Nick. “Try being a glass half full…”

“I don’t think ‘they’ care if we get married, or not, they don’t give a stuff if we live, or die,” I said. “’They’ just don’t want us to use the titles of husband and wife.”

“I can’t wait to get married,” said Nick. “Be a married lady.”

“You’ve got to find yourself a husband first.” I couldn’t help myself.

“I’ve been looking for him since I was sixteen,” said Nick. “Where is he?”