Tuesday, 31 January 2012
There is an awful lot of energy being expended in these dog days of January by people eager to share with us their views on the hypothetical subject of gay "marriage". On the one hand we have the Archbishop of York being quoted in the Daily Telegraph (not sure which of those two I'm less inclined to believe) and on the other we have lots of angry people who practice same sex sexual activity (with, I suspect, varying degrees of enjoyment) getting hot under the collar. Sitting here, engaged with neither the Archbishop, nor The Daily Telegraph, and certainly given the temperature in my draughty house, no plans to engage in any sexual activity of any kind, I find myself ruminating.
If there is any chance at all that well adjusted grown ups are going to be allowed to look at their internet in peace, watch their bulbs sprout in their gardens, and settle down to shag the person they want file a joint tax return with, then Peter Tatchell and John Sentamu had just better get used to the idea they are talking about entirely separate things. Might be an idea if they both agreed to stop using the word 'marriage', and then who knows? They might just settle down. After all - neither of them is going to settle down with Robert Mugabe.