“I’ll just leave this here, shall I,” said the Captain, her lazy Texan drawl absolutely dripping with contempt and disdain.
Oh, we’ll get to work on the topic planned, no worries, but I saw this and it irritated me enough that I wanted to say something here before I forget.
Bill Young was an elderly GOP congresscritter who died last fall and apparently was a big freaking deal in Florida. His funeral was attended by John Boehner and a host of other big name Republicans. It was also attended by his adoring decades-younger wife and their various kids. And it was also attended by a couple of his kids by his previous marriage–kids nobody really even knew about till their names were mentioned during a eulogy. You see, Bill Young had cheated on his wife, knocked up his secretary, dumped his wife, and married the secretary eight days after the divorce got finalized. Then he proceeded to more or less ignore the kids by his first marriage for the rest of his life, and paid his spurned first wife a very tidy monthly sum to keep her mouth shut.
Why did I not even need to wonder what religion this man could possibly follow to make this kind of utter betrayal of his family conceivable? Oh indeed:
Less than a year later [after marrying his babymama], Young was awarded the Family and Freedom Award from the Christian Voice, the nation’s largest conservative religious lobby. He received the award because of how he voted on “key moral issues.”
And yet to people like Bill Young, non-Christians are the immoral ones whose sexual impropriety threaten all that America holds dear. Right-wing Christians are very fond of saying they want Biblical law to become the law of the land–but it’s worth remembering just what the Bible prescribed for adulterers.
It blows my mind that this is the type of person that the Republican Party thinks of as a hero. I’m at a total loss for words at the thought that any Christian groups who care about families would give this nine-sided predator any kind of award. Maybe they need to vet their recipients a bit better or something.
Evangelicals especially, I tell you this: enjoy your bedmate. This is your guy. This guy. Right here. Him.
Doncha wonder just how many of those ridiculous “12 Non-Negotiables” this guy fit?