Wake me when the persecution is over!
Michael Voris reports on the passage of the law in New York which legalizes same-sex "marriages," as well as the lack of testicular fortitude demonstrated by the Catholic bishops of the state of New York, and in particlar,
Please note that we are confining ourselves to the acting out of unnatural sexual proclivities, not to the inclination thereof. The former is a matter of choice, just as even a husband and wife can choose whether to indulge the marital privilege on any given occasion. (Otherwise, why do you want the "right" to DO, as opposed to BE, that which you maintain you cannot control, thus for which you cannot assume any responsibility?) The latter may or may not be a choice. It doesn't matter.
In one sense, Michael has more to worry about than he may know. On the other, maybe not.
His primary audience is that of faithful Catholics, many of whom get a burr in their saddle if the local bishop doesn't drop everything and plant an oratory for the Traditional Mass and Sacraments at the end of their cul-de-sac. These are people who cry endlessly about the danger posed to the souls of their children, but are too comfortable to move to another city. (I mean, if it really is a choice between your immortal soul and your career track, what's stopping you?) These people are hardly ready to put up much of a fight, lest they attempt to pencil it into their already-busy schedules.
The point is, the milquetoasts I've just described are the hard-liners.
On the other hand, the statistics abound in the USA, which show that avowed homosexuals tend to occupy the upper income brackets. (I said "TEND to," you dumb-@$$! Pay attention!) We can conclude that most of them are pretty comfortable as well. And, sooner or later, to force acceptance of their lifestyle on the rest of society -- if they're anything like THIS intellectual giant, it's gonna be a long one -- is to force acceptance of the description of the act that permeates said lifestyle. Good luck keeping your lunch down after that one, folks.
While they're at it, they can explain how I'm supposed to be able to tell which one is the "husband" and which one is the "wife." In a heterosexual marriage, there are little clues like body parts and which one gets pregnant while the other cannot. Ever. Until they can work that out amongst themselves, they're in a real tough position to expect me to accept something they can't even explain.
What's more, they can also explain why their counterparts in California demonstrated against Proposition 6, by attacking Mormon churches, and not African-American churches. Why are they less afraid of Mormons than they are African-Americans? (Ever see Mormons try to pick a fight? Are drive-by shootings ever attributed, justly or unjustly, to Mormons? I rest my case.)
I've got a gay couple living around the corner from me. They're nice neighbors, and I don't get any trouble from them. I want to keep it that way; not out of any fear of them (and therefore not driven by "homophobia" as the term can only be understood), but because I like minding my own business. I know what I believe, and by the grace of God, I must be prepared to die for it. What I'm not willing to do, is get too excited too early in the game, let alone be bullied by any group that is too choosy as to where or with whom they pick their battles. I don't have to justify that position for anyone who wants the world to revolve around them and their household for their own convenience -- or for that matter, anyone else.
I'll save my live ammunition for when the real enemy uses theirs.
UPDATE: There's more where that came from, dear reader. Click here.