I almost got married a few years ago. Like on-the-way-to-city-hall-changed-my-mind ALMOST got married. It was with my good friend Brett and, sure, we cared about each other—but we weren’t serious. We wanted to do it as a lark, as a joke on our families to freak them out, or just to say we did it. And we could have done it if we wanted to, because we have the freedom to get married to whoever, whenever. We have the right to be impulsive, give our parents heart attacks and make extremely poor financial decisions. Yet, you know who can’t do that? People who genuinely love each other, are committed to each other, have kids together, and aren’t trying to make a mockery of marriage (like me and my best friend). That doesn’t make sense, does it? If I have the right to use marriage as a practical joke on my dad, then people who actually respect marriage should have the right to utilize it for the sacred rite it is. Now, that’s common sense.