Dirk and I have forged the sort of traditional marriage that our ancestors embraced: a blessed, private contract of two souls, validated by our family and accepted by our community. We don't need a certificate or license from any church or government to tell us that.
I believe that marriage equality will stomp out the remaining misogyny that you call "tradition."
And that's a win, not just for the LGBTQ community but for heterosexual women and the heterosexual men who see them as equals.
It's not a true lingerie fashion show, highlighting one designer's creations. The Victoria's Secret Fashion Show has more in common with a classic beauty pageant. But what struck me this year is that the show appears stuck in some bygone era.
Over the past few weeks the opponents of marriage equality in Hawai'i have repeatedly and vociferously claimed that they support "traditional marriage," meaning a union of one man and one woman, and that the "gay lifestyle" is a Western import. Really?
How terms like "traditional marriage" and "redefining marriage" are so consistently misused is outrageous and an outrage, so it's time for a history lesson. What I'm going to say has been said before by others, but not nearly enough.
Fifty years from now, the logic goes, people will look back at this time and this issue and will wonder what all the fuss was about. Well, 50 years from now I will be 98. I do not want to be a 98-year-old blushing bride. So here's my message to the Supreme Court.