Terms of Engagement

Today was the engagement party of some friends of mine.

I don't get along with their other friends that well. The girls mostly talk about shopping for shoes that aren't sneakers, and the guys like to corner me near the BBQ and ask me really awesome questions like "haven't you heard of the food chain?"... but it's all in good fun. So, I went - out of a sense of friendship and because they have a really awesome pool.

That was an error.

Did you know that engagement parties are not to celebrate an engagement, but rather to celebrate the fact that gay people can't get married? Yeah. A couple of people used their toasts as a platform for some hate. And that seemed to be OK with everyone else.

So, naturally... I had some issues.

I made an appearance and I didn't make a scene, so my friends really have nothing to rebuke me for. I am just disappointed - disappointed that I was in that position and disappointed that I felt unable to say what I really thought.


  1. That would have been an awful day, Kate! Good on ya for walking out. There's no point in wasting your time on some people.

  2. Those people made you cry. They are now my enemy.


    (Also, a big middle finger to the other people who should have stood up to it as well. Silence=acceptance of bigotry on their part)

    Come to Canadaaaaaa.