Pretty In Pink: A Father’s Unconditional Love

Last week, when the big Chick-Fil-A kerfuffle was reaching a fever pitch, I tweeted a couple of jokes showing support for those who, like myself, are upset over the amount of money Dan Cathy donates to anti-gay causes. The tweets took off, and before I knew it I was receiving a flurry of responses. I was proud to see that many people agreed with me, thought my tweets were funny, cheekily hit on me, or just generally stayed positive about a bad situation. But of course there were plenty of angry responses too. I received my fair share of hateful, angry attacks, calling me a fascist, suggesting I do inappropriate things with myself, and perhaps worst of all, lumping me in with those scourge of the right wing: leftists activists.

Let’s get one thing straight: I am not an activist. I may be a lefty, bleeding-heart liberal. I may be pro-equality, pro-gay rights, pro-animal rights, and, yes, even pro-religious rights. I’m pretty much what you’d call pro-everybody-live-your-life-however-you-want-as-long-as-nobody-gets-hurt, but I don’t think standing up for basic human decency makes me an activist. And let’s be clear: believing in the right for humans to love one another and have their rights respected under the law is about as basic as human decency can get.

Read the whole story at Huffington Post

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