“Until death do us part”, Really?

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When is enough, enough? The honeymoon phase is wonderful in marriage. Everything about your partner is cute: the way they eat, sleep, even their farts aren’t sooo bad. Then, it settles in, you realize that you are with your partner, “until death do us part”. Really, why?! Divorces are relatively easy to obtain. They are very common. Why stick around when it’s hard? Shouldn’t we as women be taken care of by our partners? Should we ever really need to worry about finances? Should we have to worry about addictions? Shouldn’t we be able to communicate with our partners and have fun? Shouldn’t our partners be supportive of us no matter what? Shouldn’t our partners help out around the house? We should not have to worry about infidelity? When it’s broken, should we really try to fix it? Or, should we blindly follow in the footsteps of our divorced parents?

The Supreme Court is considering the legality of Same Sex marriage. It makes me wonder how much we heterosexuals who have this constitutional right take it for granted. We file for divorce or separation, after the first major disagreement. It’s too hard to deal with. Forget about the children or the family unit. Maybe, every once in a while, we should review our vows and remember why we married our partner. Maybe we should be more cautious prior to marrying someone. “Through sickness and in health until death do us part.”, or whatever else, couples agree to during that sacred time. Whether it’s in a courthouse, a church or a courtyard, marriage is sacred. It’s beautiful and it’s an important institution that benefits our society. Its significance is not diminished by whether it is heterosexual or a same sex couple. It’s funny how those who are fighting for desired rights really get it. Whether someone is fighting for freedom from slavery, for American Citizenship, or the right to simply be recognized as a married couple, they understand. Thanks, for your courage and the reminder of why, after nearly 25 years, I intend to stay married.

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Django: The Evolution of Freedom

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Django: The Evolution of Freedom

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The Evolution of freedom

Slingin’ guns,

But he ain’t a hoodlum.

The script is flipped,

Not the nigga, but the white man got whipped.

AK-like pistol killin’ in the South.

No need to talk, scream or pout.

No witnesses alive for the truth to come out.

Dirty fingers across the plantation.

Reminiscent of the hate in the nation.

If only Django could save the world,

Kill everybody ‘til there was peace in the world.

The trigga cocked in each hand and his pretty little girl.

That nigga thinks he’s John Wayne.