I have been neglecting my daily Jon Carroll click some days lately. Is it me or him? I’d say him, but hey — everyone slumps sometimes. I’m willing to ride it out.
Well, today at least, he’s back. If nothing else, it’s good to see that in San Francisco at the very least, you can refer to anti-gay activists as “vile,” “cretins” and “overbusy, underbrained worms.”
Anyway, I know this is preaching to the choir, but hey:
My older daughter is a lesbian. She is also the single mother of an adopted child, working to make and sustain a family with jaw-dropping tenacity. I am a member of that family, but she is the head of it. The idea that any part of her social agenda involves the destruction of the family is insulting and stupid. She adopted a child, which means that a child who would not have had a home now has one. It means that a child who would not have rested safely in a mother’s arms now does so. These are real family values, not the poison spouted by these thoughtless, gossip-mongering abominations.
Bring it on, baby.