Jim Brown at OneNewsNow, a conservo-christian news portal, reports that some folks recently connected with Senator John McCain’s presidential bid are going to speak before a group of Log Cabin Republicans.
So that sound you hear? Not a car alarm going off. It’s Gideon’s trumpet calling the armies of God to assemble on the Day of Judgment. Or perhaps the desperate screams of religious rightists watching their influence on the GOP slowly fade away.
“I’m afraid that some Republicans are going to think, ‘Hey, we have to go pro-gay and try to be hip to get the youth vote,'” suggests [Peter LaBarbera, president of Americans for Truth About Homosexuality]. “Look, the kind of youth who are going to be the long-term heroes in the Republican Party are going to be the principled youth of today — and the principled youth don’t want us to play around or go half-way on homosexuality, or just fight gay marriage and not anything else.” [emphasis mine]
Right on, Pete — kids today want you to go ALL THE WAY. Woooo-hoo! Get yer gay on! Yee-haw!
Ahem. Anyhoo, LaBarbera — or “Babs” — seems to think that even just talking to Teh Gayz will get nasty gay germs all over the Republican party and soil it before the eyes of that loving, compassionate Father to all his children except the ones he wants to burn in Hell for eternity. Reaching out to gays and lesbians in the GOP tent or in Republican families only spreads the contagion:
“They believe that they’re showing love for their family member by promoting homosexuality and embracing homosexuality — and that’s just not the case,” the Christian activist emphasizes. “Homosexuality is a sin whether your sister or brother or son is engaged in it. We want to hope that those people will come out of that lifestyle because it’s wrong.”
This is pretty close to stamping one’s foot and shouting, “No fair!” And it is unfair, Babs. You were raised to believe all sorts of hateful, stupid things, and the people around you are starting to grow up and out of their own poisonous upbringing; but you bought into the nostalgia of a simplistic vision of the past, one that never acknowledged just how complex, variegated, and interesting the real world is. Now you are clinging to it with every last knuckle. Excuse us while we step on your fingers and let your sorry ass plummet to the abyss. Happy landings!