Except for the Orthodox rabbinate and the Pope, the several thousand of us survivors form a lonely, abandoned, determined party in a remote outpost of a wind-blown desert as we call for the Supreme Court to stand stoutly against gay marriage when it rules in 90 days.
The hordes – which may have an extra “d” – have spoken.
I still have stinging bruises from the stampede that has trampled me for the last six weeks.
Formerly sane left-wing and conservative political stars are rushing to beat the deadline for a seat on the Morality and Principles Be Damned, Gay Marriage Here We Come bandwagon.
Just as they had to rename their other morally doubtful enterprises for marketing purposes to fool the rubes –abortion became “reproductive rights,” global warming became “climate change” – the kids dissolved into lexiconic magicians once more and substituted a dishonest abstraction for a real life phrase. And so, gay marriage was aborted into “marriage equality.”
Ooooh. Feels so cozy you want to stay bundled up in it all day.
Welcome to the sequel of the film “How the West Was Won.”
This one is called “How the Rest Was Won.”
On Tuesday and Wednesday, U.S. Supreme Court Chief Justice Johnny Roberts and his eight fellow girl and boy jurists will hear wailing pleas from emotion-driven types.
They will contend that boys should be able to wed boys. Girls should marry girls. What ever kinds are left over should be able to marry any body or any thing they want.
They say this is the quintessential incarnation of freedom.
The plaintiffs will argue that fundamental law has been misguided ever since Mr. Adam and Ms. Eve bought their first lean-to in a green garden and named it Eden.
In order to be fair – fair being the new ultimate legal barometer – they will stipulate that henceforth, laws must be based on feel-good renderings of the heart, not ethical renderings of the mind. Ethics are so darned vague.
The main yardstick should not weigh what is right or wrong, man, but what feels good, dude, what is fair for all of us.
Biting their thin lips, the plaintiffs will say that right and wrong are subjective. Only the heart is truly neutral. The heart knows better than any organ what is fair.
A New York Times headline yesterday encapsuled the essence of rationality of the feel-good crowd:
“The context for the hearings is an unstoppable revolution”
Like a comedian with a crack sense of timing, the essayist below that headline,. Frank Bruni, played to the crowd with his closing line: “Fairness is where we’re heading, at least in regard to marriage.”
Good thing Dr. King didn’t hear him call gay marriage the civil rights issue or our time or he may have spit in his deserving high.
I have a single question for Mr. Bruni and his fellow quislings:
What has changed about the sacredness of marriage from what you and I and every one of our ancestors were taught by our elders?
