Speaking of which…

Gotta say I can’t help liking Mike Hardy. As Chesterton once observed of Bernard Shaw, “He can tell no lie unless he thinks it is the truth.” And so, for all his irritation at me, he springs to my defense when the delightfully over-the-top Frank Elliot writes in the comments section under “Thanks to La Paglia for her unsolicited testimonial on Fortress Homosexuality”: “Morally, there is no difference between the Catholic “God Hates Fags” crowd (e.g. Mark Shea, Cardinal Ratzinger, Cardinal Bevilacqua, and Pope John Paul II) and the original protestant crowd epitomized by Fred Phelps (www.godhatesfags.com).”

Wiping the tears of laughter from my eyes, I can only say “Lord bless you, Frank. That was just wonderful! Not quite vertebral enough to call me a Nazi, but still a spirited manifestation of Fortress Homosexual rhetoric.” (By the way, one need not be gay to indulge in Fortress Homosexual rhetoric.) But Mike, whose spirit of fair play always prevails in the end, couldn’t let it stand. Thanks Mike. You’re a mensch.