I hate to break it to you, but I don’t give a good goddamn about you or your marriage. I wouldn’t know you if I ran over you, and I don’t care if what you call “marriage” is actually an every-other-Tuesday orgy and the entity to which you are married is a carved wooden drug store Indian, or if you were married in a Catholic cathedral by the Pope himself with God’s own angels in attendance. So if you think for one minute I give a shit about your “business,” nevermind want to intrude into it, then you’re the one with delusions of gradeur.
My position is that government-endorsed unions should be called one thing and religious or spiritual unions should be called something else. This is not a novel position, nor one held only by me. There is no reason for, no excuse for denying equal rights under the civil law to gay people, and that obviously includes the rights and responsibilities of a marital union. But conflating the “moral” and religious issue of “marriage” with the civil and legal issue of “marriage” muddies the waters and gives the religious right the base they are using to object to equal extension of the marital franchise. If we were scrupulous in differentiating between what is required or owed by the civil law and the government, from what is allowed or permitted by whatever the hell church or spiritual group, we would remove that weapon from their arsenal.
I have no right to say whether you are or are not married. But in my opinion, neither does the government, because it’s none of their business. That doesn’t mean I run around informing anyone they are not married. The term “marriage” is currently used to describe both civil and spiritual unions. I think it should be limited to one or the other – and I honestly don’t care which, so long as we come up with a good term for whatever is the other state. So I may in fact be an asshole, but this isn’t why.