I Can't Marry You

Last night, I was in the mood to see a depressing, boring documentary. I chose "I Can't Marry You", which is about gay marriage (yes, still working through the entirety of queer cinema!). Clocking in at a mere 57 minutes, it's too short to be boring, and a little too cheesy to be depressing. One segment stood out to me more than the rest, and was totally relevant to things I've been talking about here:
It was an older man who'd been with his partner (who was lying beside him in a hospital bed) for years and years. He said something like, "I never had any gay role models, and I never saw a gay person in the movies. I looked up the word 'homosexual' in the dictionary, and this was the first time I knew I wasn't alone. If there was a word, there must be others."

It never ceases to amaze me how little is standing between people and their understanding of asexuality. I know I've said this before, but like I said, it never ceases. All people have to do is type "asexual" into Google, but if you don't know to do that, the obstacle is insurmountable. If asexuals are indeed 1% of the population, that makes 60 million of us worldwide. And we can only get 2 people at the average San Francisco meetup? Most asexuals have never even heard the word; I consider myself lucky that I at least had the choice to identify this way. Most of my brethren are still taking it for England and wondering why they relate to Sherlock Holmes so much.

While I sleep, I would like my astral persona to hover over people at their computers in other time zones, whispering, "Type...'asexual'...into...Google..."