‘But what about balance!?!’ the not-homophobes wail, tears in their eyes; one hand gripping the earth beneath their knees, the other clenched into a fist, shaking at the Heaven that has seemingly forsaken Holy Ireland.
“Balance“: a word somewhere between a rousing battle-cry and a sorrowful whimper the not-homophobes throw about in attempt to garner some semblance of credibility as their voices continue to sink into the abyss of Real Life. A word – along with “silence” – brought out on a regular basis to show how the not-homophobes are, in fact, the real victims in all of this. If a gay person appears on a radio show to talk about their everyday life in modern Ireland, then surely not having someone else to shout them down is “silencing” the opponents of same-sex marriage? How can we be a functioning democracy when the holders of the status quo in the country are unable to speak their not-homophobic minds without someone raising an eyebrow? Waaaah! Baaaaalaaaaance!
