Get over it. It’s not a wedding. It’s another instance of perverting the language. Did I say perverting?
Putting lipstick on a pig does not make it beautiful, or kissable.
My son is a sodomite who changes potential, forever after targets, almost as often and he does other stuff.
I love my son, but keep my sanity by staying grounded in reality.
No, I wouldn’t go, no more than I’d hang out at a gay bar.
The issue is my wife, who I love, of many years. That is by far the largest consideration for me in any decision I make in this matter, so I can’t just “get over it”.