The right-thinkers of America & the world lost an icon yesterday.  The Reverend Jerry Falwell was called home at age 73.
Falwell was the author of the rise of the Christian Right – a force in politics without which the GOP still  can’t win a general election even today.  He gave those of us who call on the name of the Lord the confidence to declare our beliefs before the nation, unashamed.  He took the lead in proclaiming that no, abortion is not  okay; no, homosexuality is not  okay; no, pornography is not  okay.  He helped bring us Ronaldus Magnus and control of the Senate in 1986.
Naturally, “wire reports” (read:  the Asphyxated Piss) couldn’t resist using one of their limp-wristed tools to take a last parting shot at Rev. Falwell:
Matt Foreman, executive director of the National Gay and Lesbian Task Force, extended condolences to those close to Mr. Falwell, but added: “Unfortunately, we will always remember him as a founder and leader of America’s anti-gay industry, someone who exacerbated the nation’s appalling response to the onslaught of the AIDS epidemic,
“Appalling” here meaning “correctly pointing out that the heterophobe community was chiefly responsible for bringing it to this country”.  It still sticks in Wittle Mattie’th craw that Patient Zero was a regular at one of the San Transexual bathhouses.
someone who demonized and vilified us for political gain,
“Who did his betht to thtave off our takeover of government and the thubthequent thhoving of our agenda up the American athth…”
and someone who used religion to divide rather than unite our nation.”
Think you’re divided now, Matilda?  Wait until you’re standing before God on the Day of Judgement.  You’ll be wishing  it was only Jerry then.
The Realm™’s deepest condolences & prayers go out to the Falwell family, Thomas Road Baptist Church and Liberty University.  Our hearts are with you, and we grieve & mourn alongside you.
(Hat tip:  Sir George.)
Item:  Mikey Fatfuck has challenged Fred! to a debate over health care.
And here is Fred’s! response:
Now that, my friends, is what you call a bitch-slap.