Sunday, July 3, 2011

A letter to Mr. Obama

Dear Mr.Obama,
            My name is PoGo and I’m 26 years old. I know I’ll never meet you, but there’s a few things I’d like to discuss with you. I would like to start by stating I voted for you in both the primary and the real election. Once you became an option, you were my only choice. 
            Today is America’s birthday, July 4th. This holiday is one of my favorites because it stands for everything America does. Freedom, fireworks, and cake! However, this July 4th is a bitter also. Frankly, I’m disappointed that you’ve been president for as long as you have and gays still can’t marry. I know things don’t happen overnight. However, you’ve been president since January 20, 2009 and I still can’t get married. I remember watching you place your hand on the bible and swear to run this country to the best of your ability. I remember thinking “This man is going change things.” I believed your promise of hope.
            I hear people say that we’re in a recession. I’ve felt the repercussions of it myself. I don’t understand why at this time in our history, no one has said passing the gay marriage law will boost the economy. Think about it. There are 311,685,451 people in America according to the website. That’s a whole lot of unmarried queers. I know that not everyone is gay, but I would bet that a lot of 311 million people are. Think about all the jobs that would be created if gays could marry. Engaged couples need rings, flowers, and honeymoons. Bridal boutiques need dresses, flowers, and decorations. Churches need clergy and pews. Married couples need homes. Newly married couples also need new checks, return address labels, and monogrammed towels. That sounds like a lot of jobs to me.
            I know this is a cheap shot, but you have two daughters don’t you? I’d hate to think that you’d never get to walk them down the aisle if one of them were gay. I only bring this up because I am a daughter too. One of the hardest things for my dad was knowing that he’d never get to walk me down the aisle. You see, I only have brothers.
            One more thing, sir, before I go celebrate America. Since everyone is so hung up on having gays marry, why can’t the legal term for marriage be changed? Why can’t two people who legally become one be called a union? Why can’t marriage be the religious term for this union? I know you don’t have answers. Neither do I.  
            I thank you for your time and have a happy July 4th.


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