See also under Locusts, Absence of.
(Thanks, Wil.)
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My son Jared and I were at the protest in SF last Saturday. A guy next to us commented to his friends what a beautiful day it was and I chimed in (sarcastically) saying it was because God hates gays — so he gave us such terrible weather.
I read a comment once from a guy in (iirc) Oklahoma who didn’t want gays living in his neighborhood because then the real estate values would tank. I pointed out that he had to be right since houses where he was sold for nearly a hundred grand while here in SF, with our huge lgbt community, houses can be had for less than a million.
I will say, however, that — and this is based on first-hand, personal experience — in at least one instance, gay marriage has led to public intoxication (mine) and absolutely fabulous lamb chops served in a martini glass on a bed of sweet potato mash. Shocking!
See? Gay marriage is ruining your liver and clogging your arteries. Stopping it is a matter of public health.