The Legislative Branch of Government.
It’s a strange position to be in when the Supreme Court’s decision to strike down DOMA is clearly a painfully short-sighted and stupid one, yet corresponds to my own personal preferences on the subject matter.
My position on gay marriage, born from my time studying constitutional law in college and considered with meticulous care the various moral complexities of the matter, is that I don’t give a shit. I just don’t care. It amazes me that anyone cares.
Amsterdam is a picturesque city filled with endless canals and gorgeous architecture, and it pretty much shuts down around 2AM. This was only problematic since I’d cleverly planned my 14-hour layover at Schiepol Airport to allow me time to wander the city, assuming it would be open all night for me to take some pictures, drink lots of coffee and, of course, get that all-important stamp in my passport.
I’ve been to Amsterdam’s main airport a half-dozen times, but I’d never passed through customs, and the rule is you have not officially been to a country unless you physically set foot in said country and/or a customs officer reviews your passport. Airports do not count. I was determined to cross Holland off the list.