Wednesday, April 01, 2015

Indiana Wants Me, Lord, I Can't Go Back There

What I can't understand is why anyone would want a wedding photographer who was morally opposed to their wedding.  And if you could get the state to force them into accommodating you, wouldn't we need legislation to prevent them from giving everyone red-eye and maliciously cropping at the forehead? Call it the Gay Forehead Protection Act.

I like Jonah Goldberg's take on the situation. And I think Gay Patriot has found the origin of the outrage:

Isn’t it interesting how the ginned-up outrage over Indiana’s Religious Freedom Law has completely driven coverage of Hillary’s email scandal and Obama’s “Neville Chamberlain Goes to Teheran” Act out of the news?


Talnik said...

What about a baker? Who would want to eat something that was made by somebody who was forced to make it? "Gee, this cake tastes like chitlin's!" "Well, it kind of reminds me of Bob from Key West!" Anyway, gay wedding planners could make a fortune filling the void, so to speak.

Talnik said...

chitlins. not chitlin's. sorry