My marriage was a small celebration of two independent people and their friends and family coming together. It could have been something more informal and we would have been fine, but the other people involved in the day would have taken it differently. Marriage has changed over the course of time, just as the sense of community has changed. Eventually our sense of community might make it entirely unnecessary, but rituals of some sort will likely last as long as we do, because believe it or not, they do help us to collectively approach the enormous gulf where the unknowable lies waiting for each of us.
We come into the unkown alone, and leave it on our own. I don't see much sense in going mad facing it utterly alone, even if it means we need to fool each other to a degree to get around that. I guess that makes me a VHS male.