A Huge White Snarl Flapping Behind You

This is not so much another "I told you so" but rather another "I tried to tell you so." The other day I related how, in my debate with Andrew Sullivan, I tried to show that after same-sex mirage had a foothold in our society, the next folks in line, using all the same arguments, would be the polygamists. And here we are, unlike other functions of modern government, way ahead of schedule.

But I also argued something else, even more "out there." I said that, given the premises we are all being harangued into adopting, there would be no saying no to bi-sexual marriages. In that chain of letters LGBTQ, why are the B's left out of this grand expansion of marriage rights? Must be the haters.

The response to this argument has usually been something like, "He clearly doesn't know what a bisexual is. What a maroon." Ah, but I do know, and I also know that if somebody wants marital expression for that sexual identity, this requires, at a minimum two other people, one of each sex. And because the extra spouses involved don’t have an obligation to have their third squeeze be the shared third somebody, the whole thing spirals into chaos. What begins as a menage a trois turns into a plain old menagerie.

[Read the rest of the article at Blog & MaBlog: Furious Scribblings from Douglas Wilson.]