You See I’m Too Much in Love

add a new date to the disgraced flag

Clearly, without a doubt, a plurality of the people of North Carolina hate their children. They hate their sons, their daughters. They hate those with the gumption to say, who proudly say “my way of thinking is different and equally valid, bitches”

What’s lost on these people of the steppes and blustery coastal kills who voted to create an entire class not legally allowed to openly express love?

Not Cool.

Yes, the people of North Carolina, in their wisdom, voted to restrict the right of some citizens to legally love and honor their spouses, devote themselves to a lifetime of sharing WITH ALL THEY RIGHTFULLY RESPECT AND EXPECT FROM SOCIETY AS ALL SHOULD RIGHTLY EXPECT

AND RESPECT

But they don’t realize: they really can’t OVERRULE love.

It just is.

My point being, who do the good people of nOrth cArolina believe are homosexual in their community? A bunch of aliens who descended upon their state singularly? A wandering, dervish tribe who infect people with their gayness and then move on? Or do the good people of noRth carOlina not understand… some of their sons and daughters are born gay, grow up gay, love their partners and if they’re lucky, their spouse their entire lives in whatever gay way the gayness has infected them. Maybe they (horror!) love and devote in entire the same way everyone else does, asshole, and nobody says their way is better or right and frankly, come off yours! We’re talking about a class of citizens and a legal contractual devotion they will engage in whether the state believes it reasonable of not. Shifting paradigm. Who appointed opines from the fervent religiousity of clownhood that is Billy Graham et al?

They can take their bullshit hype and, I dunno, PAY SOME TAX, BITCH!

It’s over, man. The charade of the good people snark is over. Their hatred of their own children is thusly exposed. Because the people of North Carolina are afraid of faggots and dykes.

Literally, goddamn scared to death.

As if. Oh, and Mother Superior jumped the gun, pal.