And over at The Prairie Wrangler, Olaf once again demonstrates that he's at least two notches too intelligent to hang out with the intellectual dwarves at the Blogging Tories, as he understands the issues involved in the recent "Johnny has two mommies ... and a daddy!" ruling.
Sadly, batshit-crazy Catholic loon "SUZANNE" drops by to dump a steaming turd of illogic in the comments section:
Where does it end? 5 parents? 10 parents? With serial pairing up and break up, the sky can be the limit.
How is that positive for the child?
The family is important to the state because that's where future citizens are born-- and should be born. You don't promote the social cohesion of a country where there is no expectation of a couple to stay together (i.e. TWO opposite-sexed people) to raise kids.
The family is the best place to learn about the outside world. If the kid's values are screwed up in the family, he has a big handicap when he heads out for the outside world.
Why, yes, SUZANNE -- perhaps we should take a lead from the Catholic Church and promote the inviolability of the God-sanctioned, nuclear, till-death-do-us-part, one-man, one-woman family, for which, as we all recall, divorce was pretty much a no-no. But, hey, who needs a divorce when you can just get an "annulment"?
Yes sir, when you've finally had enough of the old bag and want an out from your "as long as we both shall live" Catholic marriage, well, what could be more convenient than an annulment -- the loophole that keeps on giving. And the best part? The children are still legitimate! Is that great or what?
Apparently, your Catholic marriage can be considered a totally meaningless, inconsequential sham to be dissolved at the whim of the appropriate powers-that-be, but -- what a relief -- the kids are safe. ("Well, Johnny, it's like this. It turns out that, even after 13 years and four kids, Mommy and Daddy were never really 'married." But don't worry. You're not a 'bastard.' Not really, anyway. Those other kids are just being mean.")
And as for redefining the family, don't even get me started on adopting embryos.
BY THE WAY, SUZANNE ... speaking of what might or might not be "positive for the child," any thoughts on what it's like to be the offspring of vocal, anti-gay crusader and Christian evangelist Fred Phelps?
Mark Phelps remembers going to sleep one night convinced he was going to wake up in hell.
The date was Dec. 27, 1973, and he had just broken away from his family and his father's home and church. He loaded some of his possessions into his car and left.
"That night, I stayed at a stranger's house," he said. "I specifically remember that night when I lay in that bedroom in that bed and was going to sleep. I thought I was going to wake up in hell the next morning. That's how strongly I believed," he said. "My dad had told me since I was 10, 'If you ever leave the church, you're going to hell.' I so strongly believed that. I did not think I was going to wake up. That's what I thought was going to happen to me."
Mark Phelps, along with his brother Nate Phelps, both live in Orange County, Calif., a suburban area of Southern California halfway between Los Angeles and San Diego. The brothers own and operate a chain of print shops. They are both sorrowful about their upbringing and have cut off contact with their father and mother and the nine brothers and sisters who remain loyal to their father, the Rev. Fred W. Phelps Sr., pastor of Westboro Baptist Church in Topeka.
The brothers tell horror stories of life inside the Phelps house and Westboro Baptist Church.
Life in their father's house included what they described as savage beatings and violent outbursts.
"Basically, it was like being in a war zone where things were unpredictable and things were very violent," Mark Phelps said. "There was a person who was violent what did what he wanted to do, and that was hurt people or break things or throw a fit or whatever he wanted to do and that's what he did. We had to watch out for this madman."
Let's see ... a loving, gay couple versus a raving, violent Christian psychopath. Tough choice ... grapple, grapple ...