An article by Peter Gabel from February 2005 - quite timely today.Fear of Gay Marriage
by Peter Gabel
It’s not who ya love
It’s do ya love.
—Michael Franti, Spearhead “Every minute they continue, those ceremonies are destroying my relationship with my wife.” These words, spoken by one of the men who filed suit to stop San Francisco Mayor Gavin Newsom from issuing marriage licenses to gays and lesbians earlier this year, provide great insight into the psychodynamics underlying the 2004 presidential election. For moral values like the belief in the sanctity of traditional marriage “between one man and one woman” are not abstract beliefs that rattle around in one’s head; they are rather powerfully rooted in the desire for human connection, and in the sense-memories that we all have of how we have previously lived out this connection in our sensual lives. When a plaintiff watching gays and lesbians get married on television claims that they are destroying his relationship with his wife, he is telling a truth about his experience—namely, that what he is watching makes him feel he is losing a sense of being connected to another person, that he is hemorrhaging, that he believes that the integrity of his own social existence is somehow being threatened and compromised.
Let me put my own moral values on the table: I think he’s crazy. He is living in fear that the blessing of erotic love between two persons other than himself can destroy the sense-memory that he has of the possibility of this erotic love for himself. But seen in a wider social context, his craziness may be eminently sane. For if the world around him is profoundly alienated; if he is living in a social environment characterized by mutual distance, detachment, and disconnection; if he is enveloped by deadening routines at work and media images at home that seem to be artificial (commercials), or relentlessly self-mocking (sitcoms), or hostile (MTV), or devoid of meaning (the interchangeable void of “the news”), then he rightly clings to what sense-memories he does have of actually being with someone, of not being alone.
This is not to say he actually has this experience in a complete way with his actual wife. If he did, it is very unlikely, and perhaps inconceivable, that he would want to deny this experience to someone else. It is rather that erotic expression as the realization of his longing for social connection is encoded in his memory from early infancy as the sensual holding that he experienced with a mothering one, and that this memory has been elaborated in later years through the whole of his relationship with women, including his wife. The later experience, perhaps supported by the fellow-feeling of the church group and by the positive erotic charge emitted by the evangelical preacher, sustains and is fused with the earlier enfolding experience, the initial laying down of heterosexual safety. In an alienated world in which people feel mainly alone and constantly threatened with an even more devastating isolation, they understandably cling to whatever sense-memories of erotic connection they have, and they guard these memories themselves against the threat of loss that surrounds them.
Indeed one of the problems with heterosexual marriage as an institution is precisely that it sacralizes the separation of the erotic couple from the wider community—it channels the flow of deeply bonding social energy into one single path and thus may contribute to blocking that flow outward toward those whom we encounter everywhere else around us. This isn’t to say that people should not hold public ceremonies to affirm their love for one another before and within the whole community. It’s rather to say that the embrace of church/state-sponsored marriage to do so is embracing a social institution whose ceremony of vows, sealed with a kiss, does in fact carry with it an erotic history that has separated the couple from the wider community. In Christopher Lasch’s famous phrase, the family becomes a “haven in a heartless world,” but the world is heartless in part because of the separation of loving energy from it and the pooling up of that energy within the haven itself. In such circumstances, the haven cannot really be a haven any more than one can really chew on an impacted tooth. The erotic isolation of the family may be a cause of domestic violence, but it remains rational for people to cling to it for dear life if the alternative is the panic of a more devastating isolation.
http://files.tikkun.org/current/article.php/20081106182532821