I was going to write about Chick-fil-A. We’ve always been a Chick-fil-A family. And by family, I mean a man, a woman, and two kids. You know, the “right” kind of family. Dan Cathy’s kind of family.
We’re not a Chick-fil-A family any more.
Chick-fil-A owner Dan Cathy is free to cloak his blatant bigotry in the language of religion if he likes. The company is free to donate as many millions as it wants to anti-gay organizations. Fine. But we’re just as free to not eat there again unless something changes. I don’t want another penny of mine being funneled toward groups that actually fight against the civil rights of an entire population. It’s too bad, really. We really liked that place.
It’s been very strange seeing people on Twitter and Facebook boast about eating there today, revealing either their ignorance or their intolerance or both. By the way, you are wrong if you think this is some kind of attack on religion. It is, rather, a denunciation of those who believe following a particular religion gives them the right to consider other people beneath them in some way. Why would anyone want to practice a religion that doesn’t embrace all of humanity, a religion that would place one group of people above another, simply because of a belief system? I don’t think I’ll ever understand how someone could think that way, and still see themselves as being “pure” and “right.” They are neither.
If your religious beliefs dictate that you deny other people their civil rights, you might want to rethink your religious beliefs. And don’t give me this nonsense about “false outrage from the left.” I’ve never been active in the LGBT cause. It’s just never had much impact on my life that I noticed. I’m just sick of the hypocrisy from the right, and I feel compelled to write about it. Listen, if you don’t want to be called a bigot, don’t support bigoted policies. It’s that simple.
I was going to write about that.
If you decided not to click on the link, here’s a brief summary. I’m not going to dignify it by describing it in too much detail. It’s simply too appalling. Suffice to say it is a spite-filled, scornful, wrong-headed regurgitation of everything Shaun Hannity and Rush Limbaugh want you to believe.
It made me slightly nauseous. The worst were the out-takes at the end, which were presented in black and white like some macabre farce. I guess it was supposed to be funny. It wasn’t.
I can’t imagine making my 6-year-old son do something like that. Our videos are of him and his brother dancing like fiends to Phineas and Ferb songs in the family room. He knows Barack Obama is the president, and we don’t turn off political TV when he’s in the room, but he doesn’t have the first idea about politics in this weird country of ours. Nor should he.
Nor does the kid in that travesty of a video. His parents are the buffoons here, not him. Did they think this was cute? Did they think it would make anyone out there say, Hey, the 6-year-old has a point? I really don’t understand their motivation. Surely they didn’t expect it to go viral like it did (nearly 180,000 views as of tonight). Or maybe they hoped it would go viral, and their kid could get his own talk show on ClearChannel. I don’t know.
So … what then? Why?
I mean, considering the No. 1 reason not to vote for Obama was torn straight out of the Orly Taitz, Donald Trump, Joe Arpaio* playbook, they couldn’t have been using this is a civics lesson for the kid. Could they have? Good grief. What if these parents actually believe the wretched untruths they scripted for their unfortunate little boy? And what if, one day, this little boy learns the truth? What if all of the indoctrinated faithful who consider Hannity, Limbaugh and Fox News the gospel suddenly see the light, and this little boy is swallowed up in their terrible wake as they collectively veer toward reality? Or, worse yet, what if he’s the heir to fake investigative reporter/conservative hatchet boy James O’Keefe**?
The video made me sad. It made me sad for that child, and it made me sad for this country.
Maybe it’s best not to poke a stick at the Chick-fil-A Appreciation Day crowd or the Taitz/Trump/Arpaio minions. Nothing I can say or write or do will change their minds. Maybe it’s better just to leave it alone.
But no. That’s not who I am. It’s not who we are as a nation. Maybe I can’t do or say or write anything to change your mind. But that doesn’t mean I won’t speak mine.
*The Internet marketing geek in me loves the fact that Joe Arpaio’s Wikipedia page is page one, number one for the Google search [crazy Arizona sheriff].
** Page one, number two for [fake acorn pimp]. Heh.