I’m Not Supposed to say “Gay Brownshirts”

…when the Legion of Menacing Visigoths for Tolerance vandalizes a Church for peacefully expressing the opinion that “marriage” means “the union of a man and a woman” and not “whatever combination of consenting organisms or organic/non-organic unions with whatever inanimate or mammalian or living or dead thing my grievance group demands the right to marry this week”.

Okay. People who smash windows are nothing like, you know, people who smash windows because, um…. it’s an unknown or small number of them doing it, instead of a whole lot of people doing it, or because the reason they are smashing windows is for Tolerance, and we all know that anybody who disagrees with a Tolerant Person should have his house burned to the ground. Let’s grant that.

So then, a poll of my readers. What would be a suitable title for the all-too-common phenomenon of the Advocate of Gay Awesomeness who resorts to shrill profanity, threats, vandalism, physical assault, in order to crush and intimidate people who peacefully express their view that gay “marriage” is an ontological impossibility and that the stampede to hurl Traditional Marriage down the memory hole in obeisance to the 1/2 of 1% is reckless folly? If it’s “just a few bad apples” why does it seem to happen so often? And why, when it does happen, do defenders of gay “marriage” spend so much more time feeling offended that decent folk are reminded of the SA than they do feeling offended by the people who remind decent folk of the SA?

How about The Gay Legion of Menacing Visigoths for Tolerance? Zat work?