“I’ll get you a beer on the way back to celebrate…” my friend offered as we were leaving the courthouse last Friday where, just fifteen minutes earlier, the judge “granted” me a divorce. I put “granted” in quotes because the notion that one must grovel before a judge to officially declare the dissolution of a…
Sometimes I wonder how an alien race would feel about people if they came down here and the first shit they saw was this crazy lady telling a cheering crowd of supporters that God says she doesn’t have to marry gay people…
by Cynthia Cone . I’m married, thirteen and a half years to be exact. Growing up, I never thought much about marriage. My parents separated before I was three and even my grandmother, the woman who helped raise me, was a divorcee. There were no married couples in my immediate family. Both my aunts were…
chaos section 