Red equals

For those of you who are on Facebook, you may have noticed that yesterday, it seemed like the whole place was populated with red boxes. (If you didn't notice this, it means the majority of your friends are either non-conformists, older than your grandmother, or douchebags. Or any combination of the three.) Everyone else changed their profile picture to a red equal sign in solidarity with marriage equality.
Yesterday, oral arguments were heard by the Supreme Court on the unconstitutionality of California's "Prop 8" which defined marriage as between "one man and one woman." The U.S. District court struck it down as unconstitutional last year.
This got all the people who are afraid of buttsex up in arms because it was a LAW! (Like we've never had unconstitutional laws in this country, Jim Crow.) And because it was a known fact that the judge who ruled that defining marriage under such narrow parameters was in violation of the "equal protection under the law" clause of the Constitution liked the buttsex himself.
We won't see a ruling on this particular case from SCOTUS until June, (at which time you'll probably see more equal signs) but what it comes down to, what it always comes down to in institutionalized discrimination, is fear.
I don't know if same-sex marriage opponents are afraid of turning gay, of being near gay, of touching gay, of having to explain gay to their kids, or some other amorphous gayness. I just know that in all the bizarre, contorted ways they try to justify their position, to rational, intelligent people they just come across as ignorant and frightened.