“…it’s just like voting, if you don’t vote then you have no right to complain about what happens in the next four years. In this case, if you don’t stand up for the right for gay people to get married then you should just shut up when they come for you next. ”
-quote from one of the 1,349,712 Facebook threads I’ve read on the Chick Fil A fiasco
Unless you’ve been in a coma for the last few weeks, or bitten by a zombie and just awakened recently in your new, brain eating state you know about the clusterf*ck that is the Chick-Fil-A debate. A week or so ago when this whole thing went nuclear holocaust after Dan Cathy’s comments broke about his stance on marriage I admit that I didn’t get it so I posted something to that effect – I don’t get it – on my Facebook page where, for the next several hours I feared for the server stability at the Facebook offices at the rate and amount of words posted in response. However, I did walk away from that debate with knowledge of the root of the problem; that it wasn’t about his right to say what he said that day, rather, it was about the profits of Chick-Fil-A, some of which went to organizations that are allegedly hate groups…specifically LGBT hate groups. And I got that, and was happy with my learning and information.
Hot button issues like this one cause people to draw very deep lines in the sand and that’s okay. We all have the privilege in this country to believe what we like; ideally people with their one opinion and people that oppose can simply and proverbially “agree to disagree”. But almost always the mudslinging begins and things degenerate to the base level of:
pro-Chick-Fil-A zealots saying “you gay people are all going to burn in hell”…
…and the pro-Marriage Equality zealots calling the opposition a “bunch of clueless n*ggers being led like sheep by their Conservative puppetmasters”…
…and then the retort from the pro-Chick-Fil-A zealots goes a little something like “nobody is denying you the right to have some chicken, sit down, eat your chargrilled chicken and be quiet”…
…to which the pro-Marriage Equality zealot says “There’s no way I would ever eat your cancer causing chicken, I hope that you catch it and die off as the world would be better without you”…
And on and on and on the carousel spins until I log onto Facebook one day and say, hey wasn’t this about freedom of speech vs. donated profits to hate groups a week ago?
Much like every other hot button topic in this nation, what started as reasonable has turned into something far less than. Go to any search engine and type in Chick-Fil-A or Dan Cathy and watch the name calling start up. Click on that picture on your acquaintance’s Facebook page of the people lined up outside a Chick-Fil-A restaurant and prepare yourself for comments calling people “dumb” or “uninformed idiots” or something of the like. Go to Twitter and visit a friend’s page and click on his status that says “I support Dan Cathy and Chick-Fil-A” and then prepare yourself for comment after comment of people talking about the liberal agenda and a soon to be Communist takeover in the nation.
Basic human rights and carelessly directed profits vs. Freedom of Speech and Biblical principle. That’s what this is about, right?
I mean, that’s what I was told when I finally understood it a week ago. Before everything went all America and people on both sides started calling people chicken lovin’ n*ggers and hell bound Sodomites? Before churches started taking pictures of their parishioners holding chicken sandwiches aloft proudly and same sex couples responding in kind by posting pictures of themselves french-kissing in front of a Chick Fil-A stores.
Am I a simpleton? Maybe I am. If I’m stupid here, I’ll claim that. There’s no harm in not understanding. But when I see quotes like the one posted above that I saw while perusing the internet I know that it’s not at all as simple as people made it seem 7-10 days ago. And, hell, maybe I do get it and am just exhausted by everyone beating one another over the heads with their version of right, that’s a possibility. I know one thing though, I’m done, I’m out, this thing has jumped the shark. In fact, I don’t even want chicken anymore, ever; I’m going to Long John Silvers, it should be nice and quiet in there.
~thanks for reading
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