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Kinda always been a fraud, ain’t he?
This outfit crooked as a dog’s hind leg . . .
Wuddin’ know a Marxist iffn one bit ’im in the . . .
FG is a joke, but his ardent adherents make it less funny . . .
It’s called “stable genius”.
“Why it’s just a thing called the weaponization of the First Amendment, little klanny man . . . so so-called Christians can feel good about being mean to people they don’t like.”
Ever see “GOP Jesus”? It’s cute: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SZ2L-R8NgrA
The providers of public accomodations (whether companies or individuals) have an interest in their public image, and are entitled to their personal beliefs (as we all are). What we may know about these beliefs (or practices) influences our decision to use them (or not).
But a public accomodation by definition serves the public, and should to be available even to those we do not like or agree with. A room at an inn, a meal in a restaurant should be provided without regard to race, orientation, belief, etc. The “standard or common service” should be available to all, and the law should require that.
Customization of the product or service requested should be a different matter. If the local Klan wants to buy a cake off the rack from me congratulating themselves generically for something or other, fine, they can buy it. I should sell it. If they want me to decorate it with a couple of pointy headed guys and a flamey cross, nope.
They can stay in my motel, but no traipsing around the grounds in view of the public in their dumba$$ robes and regalia.
No need for a culture war. Just common sense.
Pity the Varvelman. He cannot stop carrying the burden placed upon him by his seditious, lying, theiving, incompetent immoral master. The one who places his own fragile snowflakey ego above the entirety of our American Experiment.
I was disappointed when Al Gore gave up the fight 22 years ago, but I knew he had done the right thing for the greater good.
Guess some folks just don’t have that kind of public spirit and maturity.
He don’ wanna paint it, he wants t’ burn it!
But all fer a good cause, HISSELF.!
Did the little feller say “lunch”?