O Chris Ware (Acme Novelty Library) σχεδιάζει ένα ειδικό εξώφυλλο του New Yorker για τη γιορτή της Μητέρας με ένα ομόφυλο ζευγάρι να διαβάζει την κάρτα των τριών κορών τους. Καταξοδεύτηκαν μεν τα μικρά, τι εγκάρδια όμως και αισιόδοξη εικόνα για το μέλλον όπου πράγματα που σήμερα φαντάζουν «ιδιαίτερα» (με την έννοια του wishful thinking) θα είναι το new normal και παιδιά θα μπορούν να μεγαλώνουν με δυο μαμάδες (ή δυο μπαμπάδες) χωρίς κανείς να παραξενεύεται περισσότερο απ'ότι σήμερα όταν βλέπει παιδιά από ζευγάρι διαφορετικών φυλών ή single γονείς (μόνο δηλαδή σαν ένοχο κατάλοιπο μιας παραξενιάς του παρελθόντος).
Ο ίδιος ο καλλιτέχνης εξηγεί το σκεπτικό πίσω από αυτό το κομμάτι σε ένα πολύ προσωπικό κείμενο:
I like to imagine that my grandparents were always progressive, tolerant people in favor of things we now take for granted, but I know that's probably wishful thinking. I'm not even sure about myself in this regard. Fortunately, we humans are incessant editors, never happy with the first draft of anything. This tendency towards revision can cause problems, though. For example, most memories I have of my daughter as a baby have been systematically and irrationally replaced by a mental image of how she appears now—an eight-year-old—because I simply can't believe she was ever so small. In fact, when she was born, one of my friends, while cradling her fragile seven pounds, couldn't believe it then, saying, "God, why don't we just die the second we're born? We're so delicate and vulnerable!" My wife's mother, who was visiting, didn't miss a beat: "It's mothers, honey. It's our job to make sure that never happens." Well, score one for Moms, I thought.
Now that the numbers are in on same-sex marriage, many Republicans are falling like dominos all over themselves to express their support for something that only a few months ago they steadfastly claimed to stand against. They'll probably soon claim that this is how they felt all along, and they were simply too hamstrung by politics to be able to say what they really meant. Well, okay. In the spirit of openheartedness and what life is really all about, I'll go so far as to say that the fear of others may mask some deep-seated desire to understand, and maybe even to love. Because really, what is there to be afraid of? Few people today don't know—or have in their families—at least one loving couple who are raising children, same-sex or not. And it's really just the loving part that matters. That same-sex marriage could go from its preliminary draft of "diagnosable" to the final edit of "so what?" must indicate some positive evolution on the part of the larger human consciousness. My wife, being a biology teacher, puts it even more succinctly: "Why are all these people so worried about who everybody else is sleeping with, anyway?" (Score two for Moms.)
So, a final draft: happy Mothers' Day, moms. We are grateful to, and love, you all.
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