Mommas Don't Let Your Babies Grow Up to be Sexual Morons.

I was surfing blogs yesterday when I came across this post, about One Million Moms with their granny panties in a wad over a comic book.  Apparently Archie and the gang will be attending a gay wedding in an upcoming issue.  And of course there are toy stores who will carry this horrific completely morally repugnant comic on their shelves.  The audacity of them.  I think One Million Moms blew their wad a bit early.  They should have held out for the honeymoon issue.  I’d like to be around to watch their heads explode over that.

I was going to write a very scathing blog post calling out these uptight moms with nothing to do but try and get the rest of us to live by their standards and their definition of morality but then I thought, do I really have to?

While they are protesting Archie comics, and Clorox bleach, and JC Penny (Why don’t they go boycott and email the producers of Jersey Shore????) the state of Maryland signed a law allowing same sex marriage.  They are the 8th state in the union to do so.  Now, if the preceding states have taught us anything, it is that this law will be contested and revoked and reinstated before it becomes true law.  But today they started that process, and that’s a step in the right direction.

My twitter stream following this news was both supportive and congratulatory.  Maybe it’s just the people I choose to follow, but I didn’t see anyone speaking against it.  All you have to do is look around the internet, around the bloggerverse, and see post after post of tolerance and support.  And I will admit it’s possible that I don’t run in the circles that would spout their hatred of gays and lesbians.  And it’s a good thing I don’t.

That’s the key, right there.  Tolerance.  Not necessarily acceptance, but tolerance.  It’s unreasonable to expect everyone to accept same sex marriage or relationships.  Millions of people (apparently 1 million moms) have millions of reasons why they are opposed to same sex relationships.  That is their prerogative.  But it isn’t out of the realm of possibility to ask them, and expect them to be tolerant of those relationships.

Let’s be honest, if we were sticking our noses in their relationships and telling them who they could and couldn’t marry they would be pissed right the fuck off, but apparently that road doesn’t run both ways.  It’s a case of they can dish it, but they can’t take it.

So, while I am asking One Million Moms to be tolerant of the fact that the world around us is saturated with sex, that the advertising world not only perpetuates but thrives on sexual images and innuendos, that there are other kinds of sex beside man/woman missionary position in the dark on Saturday nights after two glasses of wine, I need to learn to be tolerant of close minded uptight busybodies who have nothing better to do that try and change the world to their standards of morality.

This is not to say that we should shut up. In fact, it’s just the opposite. As long as there are these Keepers of the Morality out there trying to keep the world pure and chaste and boring, then we have to raise our voices saying I like my sex three nights a week with the lights on and leather and paddles!!!*  *ahem*   Sex is all around us, and I’m sorry (not really) that they don’t want to have those uncomfortable talks with their kids. They don’t want the kids to discover that the world outside their house, their picket fence, their gated community is not Leave It To Beaver. They better have those talks with their kids.  I don’t want my kids going to school with a bunch of sexual morons.  That’s how Snooki got pregnant.

*No Mom, there are no paddles used, or leather worn. Now that I type this out, it sounds rather boring doesn’t it?