I have gaybortifacient marriage, Hitlery birth control, and rapey hippies for you today.
I don’t know what to say about the freakshow I have assembled here this morning. All’s I know is that they make the Jim Rose Circus folks look like a bunch of well-adjusted squares.
Well, I guess I have something to say about Maggie Gallagher.
She seems to be a profoundly unhappy person…who wants to make sure that everybody else is unhappy too. I mean, seriously, could this video make it any more clear that this woman is using the bludgeon of “marriage protection” to work out her own issues? Geez Louise, woman, get thee to a psychologist, STAT.
Oh, and do I need to point out that she was flailing wildly in this interview and lost the debate in a most spectacular way?
Reverend William Dailey is just a horrible, horrible, nasty man with a smackable face who–surprise, surprise– gets far more exorcised about providing birth control than he does child rape. Dude, if you’re on the winning side of an issue, this kind of florid smugness simply isn’t necessary. It’s clear you’re very angry…and covering that anger up with a villainous smirk won’t fool anyone.
By the way, if you don’t think fertility needs to be managed–WHY DO YOU ADVOCATE THE RHYTHM METHOD? YOU ARE INTERFERING WITH GOD’S WILL WHEN YOU USE THE RHYTHM METHOD, FUCKFACE.
Listen, I realize that because you’re a miserable bastard and no woman would ever want to straddle your polyester-covered thighs, so birth control is a moot issue for you… But for those of us who actually are fuckable, we would prefer not to get saddled with a baby each time we make the mommy-daddy sheetmonster.
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In other bad news, all you Comic Sans-haters? Your reign of tyranny of is over. I, myself, am a renowned anti-Comic Sansist, thus will be going into hiding. I leave you with a Dudeskull picture.
Until we meet again.