Aye or nay

More gay wedding drama today in Canuckistan. The speechifying has ended, and it's expected there'll be a "second reading" in the House of (non)Commonality, around 5:30 pm (local Ottawa time).

The last vote was actually on an amendment introduced by the opposition that would have gutted same-sex marriage; this pol's poll will, if positive, pass Bill C-whatsis on to a particularly produced panel for further pontification. I mean, more study, in committee. Whatever.


ADDENDUM 10:27 am: I picked up a book at random at a library cast-offs sale yesterday, "The Frontenac Mystery." It's a 1933 novel translated from French to English in 1951, and I thought an old whodunnit could make for fun reading. Not and not.

It turns out author Francois Mauriac won a Nobel Prize in 1952, and this is a grand saga of the middle-class agony of the boonie-living Frontenac family. And the title is conspicuously not mentioned in the listing for the author that I found in Benet's Reader's Encyclopedia. In short, the family bond is a trap, as is marriage, and the search for God's grace predominates, as does associated guilt and agony. Badly written (or badly translated?), this drab slog of a tale was perfect, however, as a reminder of the sad legacies of straight marriage.


ADDENDUM 19:42: Yep, same-sex marriage passed second reading. So... only a few more months of uncertainty to come. See details here and here.