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Am I a bigot? by Barbara Edwards

I always regarded myself as a thoughtful, considerate person. Now I wonder. Society has changed so much. I’m out of step. I believe marriage is between a man and a woman. There. I said it. I am out of the closet.

I remember the time when boys and girls not only couldn’t kiss in public, they couldn’t hold hands or hug. Today the news showed pictures of couples that I considered private business.

Am I a bigot? I don’t want to know what you do in your bedroom. I was twenty-six before I learned that anal sex was what homosexuals shared. I wanted my children to be that innocent, but the schools started teaching sex education in third grade. My kids didn’t understand or care. I did object but my objections were considered old-fashioned.

I’m still old-fashioned. A bigot in other words.

Your private life should be private. Social media is a cesspool of too much information. So it’s easier to e-mail the word then one person, big deal.

What do you do when you find out the world, or at least the corner of it you reach, finds most of that stuff boring?

Yeah, I think the picture of the baby is cute. Then I wonder about the child-molester trolling for cute kids. He has your name, address, the baby’s name and what you’re planning to do today.

Am I a bigot?

I’m tired of guarding my tongue and my words.

I have strong political views. Yet if I name a political party I’m argued with.

My religion means more than one hour in church each week, it defines my core beliefs.

I respect the Constitution.

I know in my heart that 90 percent of the people are like me. Don’t be shy. Stand up.

I repeat: stand up and be counted.