I'm a KBOO programmer who occasionally focuses on GLBT issues; I did so this morning. But there was a topic I didn't have time for.
As we all know, Measure 36 passed in Oregon. So-- county clerks are now proscribed from issuing marriage licenses to same-sex couples. My question is: how do they know they're complying? My spouse is a beautiful bearded dyke--she has a goddess body, but she gets "sir"-ed all the time. It occurs to me that others in her, ah, position could pass as male.
And I've been transitioning for years male-to-female; in the last year, I've mostly been accepted as female, among strangers. But the Operation hasn't happened, and won't, until I save up $23,000 cash or so (whew!).
What's a county clerk to do? The law's the law, right?
You may have heard that there's a toilet-shaped chair in the Vatican, where the new Pope has to sit with his skirt up, so the committee can ascertain that he ain't a she, like Pope Joan. Well, the bigots behind Measure 36 have no way of proving that a couple applying for marriage are "a man and a woman" unless they do something similar. So I intend to raise a hue and cry (what is a hue in this context, anyway?) about sneaky queers going to the Chapel without any proof that the weenie and the winkie are there in Godly proportions. What do you think--crotch check at the marriage office? With a firm pinch, to make sure no rubber prostheses are involved.
Just being helpful
In Jeebus' name