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I went to the grocery store tonight (or last night if you prefer).
As you probably know, Tuesday night Alabama became the latest state to pass an anti-gay-marriage referendum. (I voted against it. And not all was bad about the election returns. Roy Moore and all four of his Supreme Court candidates went down hard.)
My cashier was a pretty white girl who looked to be about 19. I noticed even before it got to be my turn to check out that she was one of the friendliest cashiers I've ever come across. She was chatting with the black lady ahead of me, and making silly sounds at the baby. She just seemed like the sweetest girl, wanting to make everyone happy and at-ease.
When my turn rolled around, she was just as nice. She noticed the anti-George Bush t-shirt I was wearing, so I guess she figured that I was interested in politics. And she asked me, "How did that gay vote come out?"
And I replied "It passed with about 81%, I think."
She said "Oh. That means they can get married?"
I said "No. The amendment passed, so they can't get married."
Her reply was "Oh, good. I don't even think there should even be gay people"
I never, ever use profane language in public. Unless you count DU as in public. ;) Rarely, even in private.
However, I reflexively replied, "I don't give a fuck who people sleep with, everyone should have equal human rights."
A black guy behind me in line spoke up. He said "It is weird." I'm not sure if he meant that gay marriage is weird, or that hating gays is.
The girl laughed. I think it was nervous laughter about me saying, pretty loudly, the word "fuck" in the hallowed halls of Food World.
She said "Well, I don't mean any harm. I guess that's just the way I was raised."
I resisted the urge to ask her if she had been reared by a family of Klan members.
I also resisted the urge to ask her to go home with me to practice a little heterosexuality, since she feels so strongly about it. She was very cute, after all. :evilgrin:
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