realized I didn’t actually answer the OP, and had already missed the edit window.no affect on me at this time, but guest jr’s godfather is gay, so who knows what the future will bring
There are many such situations, and an army of bureaucrats we pay to hash out all the details. For immigration it would essentially be that you could apply with yourself + 1 other adult who you designate as a domestic partner, plus any dependent children of you or that partner.
That’s for an entire family trying to immigrate together.
For a single person who has U.S. citizenship wanting their significant other to be allowed to move here, I would be in favor of actual liberalization of the immigration law. The U.S. citizen just needs to claim the person as someone who they have a committed relationship with (again, the bureaucrats can come up with more universal terminology) and just like now a person from ICE can interview the couple to make sure it isn’t fraudulent.
In my world in which such a relationship is not binding in any way and can be severed at any time (and in fact the government would quite possibly not find out for years), I would just say the stipulation should be no U.S. citizen can bring in more than one person every 10 years through the above method. That way we don’t have “legalized coyotes” claiming they are in a relationship with someone every three months to game the system.
Thanks. The way Canada does it, I’m financially responsible for Mr. Mallard for three years, even if we break up during that time. I think they also have limits on how often you can sponsor—at least, there was a question on the form asking if you’d sponsored other people. He doesn’t have any obligations to me, but if he leaves the country without me for too long he can lose status here.
A few more of my Facebook “friends” will be able to get married. Other than that, not much.
It’s left me in a shadowy and weird “Am I or am I not” world.
We’re one of the 18,000 or so “interim” California marriages from 2008. That’s bad enough, but now we’re in North Carolina. As far as CA goes, we’re still married, but not here. Fortunately, people in the city of Charlotte are mostly able to grasp the idea of two men being married without speaking in tongues.
Well, I’m gay, but have no desire to get married, so the main way it’s affected me is many more invites to weddings and a few binatonial-couple friends living here rather than in other countries (inc. the US) because they’re not allowed to live in the other country together.
Ours is called vicil partnership rather than marriage too, but for the sake of those binational friends and a couple of older people I know (who benefited in huge ways), I’m glad it went this way; if the politicians had pushed for it to be called ‘marriage’ the bill probably wouldn’t have passed even now.
I’m just very happy to not be dating a girl.
She’d probably expect me to marry her.
We’ve had to buy more wedding presents.
That’s pretty much it.
At this point there have been 4 civil unions in our extended circle of friends and acquaintances.
Memorably, when one of irishfella’s work colleagues got married, both of the guys come from large Catholic families (one has 9 siblings, one has 7) and there were over 100 guests just counting parents, siblings, in-laws, nieces and nephews. I think it ended up being about 400 guests total…which is crazy, but fabulous. If that isn’t an affirmation of the validity of your relationship, I’m not sure what is.
Doesn’t affect me one whit, as it should be.
Does not affect me, never has and never will.
It has substantially tainted my (hetero) marriage that gay people aren’t allowed to marry here. It’s like realizing that the hometown you have always loved excludes nonwhites. My marriage of 23 years is tainted, and there is no perfect way of fixing it. I’m considering getting a civil union, but that feels like it is only a gesture, and not substantial.
I didn’t mean to be one of the cruel people, and somehow it turns out that I am.
I might get invited to more weddings in the future, which means I’ll have to buy more presents. That’s about it.
My partner and I met in NYC and lived together there before relocating. He was born and raised there, and I lived there for 25 years. We expect to be invited to a few ceremonies in the near future. But here in Ohio it’s a whole different story, and we’d rather work toward equality of marriage here than go somewhere else for the ceremony.
But in many ways we will always consider ourselves New Yorkers, and are just brimming with pride and joy these days.
It meant my cousin could get married and be happy, which made me a smidge happier too. 
It doesn’t affect me directly at all, since I’m straight, and so far as I know, I don’t personally know any gay couples who would wish to marry.
It doesn’t effect me directly, but it does affect me indirectly. No man is an island, and it’s a small step from prohibiting gay marriage to prohibiting straight marriage, or many other possible civil rights violations which would affect me or people I know directly. So I rejoice to see some parts of the country, at least, stepping away from the brink of that slippery slope.
Until gay marriage is legal in the U.S., my minister won’t marry anyone. Fortunately, my kids are still young, 11 and 12 - so I figure I have at least a decade to solve the issue.
It doesn’t affect me directly, I’m straight (and can’t find anyone to marry me anyway).
I do have some gay friends but they are Ohioans who can’t get married here yet anyway.
Same-sex marriage not being legal in most of the states in the US makes me feel sick and sad about Americans, though. Whenever I hear of it passing in other states I just feel … “ugh, I can’t believe this had to be an issue at all.”
Good on you, NY, tho.
It means my gay friends who have UK passports get married (or civil unioned anyway) at the British Embassy or the Consulate here in Sydney. I went to one such wedding just a few weeks ago, and it was amazing. Not just because it was a wedding between two guys, but because it was a wedding of two people who love each other so much it shows through every thing they do.
It means I am ashamed Australia can’t get with the program and offer gay marriage here.
Gay marriage being banned in California actually set me back a few bucks…as I had to buy a voodoo doll, piece of carvable lead, and some goofer dust components to lay a collective curse on Prop 8 supporters, till the ban is lifted. (Not wishing for “death,” for the record—just for them to lose their prosperity, for their arguments to be found invalid, for the few children they have before they are struck infertile to abandon their parents’ culture and heritage, etc…)
Since this was in early 2009, I think it might actually be working, too.:eek: 
Now that gay people can marry in New York, my heterosexual marriage is a sham. It’s more than a sham, it’s a travesty. It’s a travesty of a mockery of a sham of a mockery of a travesty of two mockeries of a sham.
Which is to say it hasn’t affected me at all apart from making me glad that progress is being made.