I was driving this morning, picking up the puppy from having what could only be his second bath after being rescued from the “kill shelter”. Noah cleaned up well, and they always look so adorable with that little scarf on – which I guess signifies that he is momentarily not covered in mud. Anyway, I’m listening to the radio and the announcer of this rock station is hawking a singles dance at some New York bar just in time for Valentine’s Day. The tagline for this singles extravaganza? “Come and meet your future Ex.”

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As you know, this country is insane (and I mean certifiably INSANE) over the idea that homosexuals want to marry each other. It literally makes some people’s heads explode. The very THOUGHT of a homosexual partaking in this most sacred and meaningful ritual makes them reach for a baseball bat double-quick. But this country is living with a divorce rate well over 50%, numerous infidelity, child abuse and other issues chronicled everyday on reality shows, Dr. Phil and Maury (or Congress) and NOW they are even advertising the fact that everyone knows the union won’t last. My question to the Insane is: What part of these blessed unions don’t you want to share? Is it the joy of screwing up someone else’s life or do you just not want to share your attorneys? I get confused on this. There are many reasons for divorce and I’m not dissing those who have gone through it. Remember – I am talking to the Insane. If the majority of heteros can’t stay married – especially the pompous elected ones – why not give someone else a crack at it? Maybe they can lead by example. Honestly, if John Edwards and Newt Gingrich have this right – then ANYONE should be allowed to be married. Make it mean something. Or else we are all just dancing with our future Ex.