Yes, I got behind the Red. I even got a red t-shirt and a cap.
But this is NOT what I had in mind.
Caps, people! Washington Capitals! You’re wearing red in the wrong place to cheer for the wrong thing!
I have not considered the topic of “same sex marriage”–other than in jest–because I cannot take it seriously.
What is to debate? Same-sex marriage is impossible. “Same-sex marriage” is like “oven-roaster Greenland.”
In other words, when I hear the phrase, my reaction is:
Nonetheless, things are starting to get out of hand when a potential Miss USA is reduced to incoherence on the subject, and still gets in trouble:
I do not wish anyone any harm. Sodomy is always a grave evil. I am not looking for a fight, but…
…I would have a grand time defying any attempts by the state to force me to perform a “gay marriage.”
I would go to jail with a smile.
Bring it on.
…Plus, here is a great speech for you:
The courses of his youth promised it not.
The breath no sooner left his father’s body,
But that his wildness, mortified in him,
Seem’d to die too; yea, at that very moment
Consideration, like an angel, came
And whipp’d the offending Adam out of him,
Leaving his body as a paradise,
To envelop and contain celestial spirits.
Never was such a sudden scholar made;
Never came reformation in a flood,
With such a heady currance, scouring faults
Nor never Hydra-headed wilfulness
So soon did lose his seat
and all at once
As in this king.
These are the words of the Archbishop of Canterbury, describing the young, newly crowned King Henry V (in Henry V by William Shakespeare).
Someday, perhaps, someone will say such nice things about you and me.
This speech is like the new motto for P. & B. D.