In my state, we have gay marriage, or at least, we have it for the moment. Various groups are attempting to make it unconstitutional. Indeed, in the paper the other day there was the photo of a religious leader present in town to lead the fight the threat posed to heterosexual weddings by the other sort. The man had a striking face -- the features sharp yet solid, the eyes clear and piercing.
It was, in short, the face of a prophet. A specific sort of prophet. A fanatic. The sort who stumbles out of the desert, bearing with him sunstroke and spleen, declaring his the voice of God, and thus to trouble all humanity with his mighty, gnawing hatred of life.
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