Last night there was a welcoming reception in Tel Aviv for gay fathers who recently returned from Thailand where local surrogate women gave birth to their babies.
Now their babies received Israeli passports, after a Supreme Court January decision, by a 5-2 vote, had ordered the state to recognize the gay adoption of a child born through surrogacy, including registering both the biological father and his partner as fathers of the child.
Language, especially media language can take us to bizarre places. For instance, I don’t think the court recognized “gay adoption,” because there’s no such thing. The court recognized adoption of a baby by a gay person. But I don’t think there’s such a thing as a gay person. There are persons engaged in homosexual intercourse, and then they stop, and maybe go eat a sandwich. Is that a gay sandwich they’re eating?
Why would the state even be concerned which way a citizen finds his or her physical gratification before it permits them to do certain things?
– I’d like a driver’s license, please.
– Straight or gay?
– Window 5.
I’m far from advocating homosexuality, it’s actually one of the Torah commandments that come easy to me, but I fail to understand why the state should be involved here.