France, gay marriage, and death, all in one paragraph. And it holds together. Won’t wonders never cease?
The other day in France a woman married a corpse. For some reason, this reminded me of Democratic Party primary voters and John Kerry. But others drew different conclusions. Because marrying a dead person is apparently entirely legal in la republique francaise, a gay activist wrote to me from San Francisco to point out that a French corpse has more rights than a California gay. True, but the French corpse has a duller club scene. The grass is always greener on the other side, particularly when you’re six feet under it.
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