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At Wedding, Gay PDA Not OK

by John Corvino

Like many gay people, I have a love-hate relationship with weddings. On the one hand, I enjoy any excuse for a party, and what's not to like about celebrating love and commitment with family and friends? On the other hand…
Well, where do I start?
Let's face it: weddings can be tense affairs. The gaudy pageantry, the forced smiles, the nosy relatives…there is, in fact, a lot not to like.
This is especially true given the tendency of some marrying couples to want to outdo everyone else by being "creative." I remember one wedding – a gay wedding, as it happens – where, after the vows, the grooms hopped into a vintage convertible and drove off…
…for about 150 feet, at which point they abruptly reached the end of the property, got out, and walked back. (Not surprisingly, that marriage lasted about two months, so perhaps the short ride was an apt metaphor.)
I find straight weddings especially tense, given the contrast between "Isn't it wonderful that these two have found each other and let's all be incredibly happy for them" and "Not everyone knows that you're gay so please don't spoil this special day by bringing it up, OK?"
Never mind that you and your partner may have been together for years, and have plenty to teach the new couple. Never mind that love and commitment are supposed to be what we're celebrating. We just don't want you "making a scene." So when the slow song plays, you'd better just dance with Grandma.
And that's typically what I do. Not that I hide my gayness: I introduce Mark as "my partner" and when asked "What do you do?" I talk freely about my work as a gay-rights speaker and columnist. But there are limits, and slow dancing is generally one of them.
Last weekend I discovered another. Mark and I attended the wedding of a straight couple we have known for many years. Wanting to be "creative," the couple added a new twist to the tradition of kissing whenever guests clinked their spoons against their glasses. They gave the emcee a list of select couples in the room, and for each round of clinking he chose one to show everyone "how it's done" before the newlyweds followed suit. These demonstrations provided yet another opportunity for one-upmanship, as quick smooches made way for dramatic dips, lip locks, and even face licking.
In case you were wondering, Mark and I weren't on the list.
At first I was frankly relieved by this, then irritated, then sad. The newlyweds are staunch liberals, highly educated, and committed to gay rights. They themselves would have no problem seeing us kiss – indeed, they attended our own wedding several years back. And I can't say I blame them for not including us among the "example" couples. Supporting gay rights is one thing; giving Grandma a heart attack is another.
What saddened me was the stark reminder that gay public displays of affection still have the power to shock and disgust.
It wasn't unreasonable for my hosts to be sensitive to that fact. I only wish they had been more sensitive to the fact that excluding Mark and me from their kissing game underscored the disparity. And it didn't help that their wedding fell on our anniversary, which (absent other considerations) would have made our participation even more fitting.
Why get worked up over not being invited to participate in a game I found cheesy anyway? Maybe it's because I'm a huge proponent of kissing. While I'm hardly what you'd call gushy, I don't shy away from public displays of affection. I grew up in an Italian family where everyone – men included – kissed. Doing otherwise would be an insult.
I'm also a big believer in PDA parity. If the first person to leave a party at my house gives me a hug, I make sure everyone else gets one too – male or female, straight or gay. (I keep a mental list of obstinate "non-huggers," and to them I extend a handshake: my goal is to make people feel affirmed, not uncomfortable.)
Mainly, though, I got worked up because I believe that our affection is valuable. It matters. Not just because it "feels good," but because romantic joy is an ingredient in a life well-lived.
That's something we celebrate at weddings. It's something that, however awkwardly, our friends' kissing game celebrated.
It's something that we gays should celebrate too.

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