You say AD, I say CE. . .

I’m pro family. I love my wife and children and grandchildren and wish them well, but Don Wildmon wouldn’t agree. Being pro family is all about having enough hate and anger for people and ideas and facts Don Wildmon and his American Family Association are afraid of. That’s a lot of people and a lot of ideas and a lot of facts.

The AFA is very concerned that for the last half century or more, historians and archaeologists around the world have been labeling dates as BCE and CE. This includes scholars of all religious persuasions. One can read CE as Common Era as I think most do, or as Christian Era but those in the know are more comfortable with this than with the implicit declaration of faith in the term anno Domini. Not everyone is a Christian and to the AFA that is something that needs to be remedied. Everyone needs to talk and act and believe as Don Wildmon does or he will hear from the AFA and its enforcement division and wholly owned subsidiary, the United States Government. But wait, that’s not all; one must not only acknowledge, but must pay constant homage to Wildmon’s God and to Wildmon’s definition of Christianity

The AFA wants to make BC and AD the only legal way to give dates, lest Wildmon’s God of wrath place his vengeance upon us. It’s not enough to acknowledge the Christian Era, one has to embrace Christian supremacy.

Of course Wildmon’s biggest bogeyman is the same as that of most of these brimstone and bullshit bullies: homosexuality. It’s obvious to me that these folks who constantly tell us that being gay is a sinful choice that can be remedied through the worship of the proper idols are themselves gay. If one has deliberately chosen not to be homosexual, one is homosexual. For the honest, there is no choice. Perhaps that’s why belief in any of the entrees on Wildmon’s salad bar of sophistry requires so much de facto dishonesty.

Imagining insults to the faith and proclaiming war against objective reality and the modern world are as old as faith itself, indeed I’ve often referred to prophets and priests as the world’s oldest profession and I’m sure some Cro-Magnon Wildmon raged about some cave warning that the bison would not come if some sacrifice were not made or if someone married outside the tribe, but we humans have an inbred weakness for dictators, tyrants and preachers, don’t we?

I’m not a believer. I don’t believe in believing, but if there’s an entity that somehow controls events, let it load Wildmon and his ilk into a church bus and drive it off a Mexican cliff so they can die screaming like demons. Then I might believe there was a God who had any concern for the things I revere, like justice and family values.