Orlando, FL 2008: Photos of founder S. Truett Cathy adorn Chick Fil-A restaurants across the United States. Now 91, his likeness has been synonymous with the chain. His son and current company chief, Dan Cathy, started a bit of a firestorm recently when he dared to speak of something other than chicken.

From Trent Ling:

So Dan Cathy, President and COO of Chick Fil-A, recently shared his views against gay marriage as paralleling God’s views against gay marriage.  Predictable backlash:  the usual shrieking, squawking, and squeaking.  Seriously?

Let us get this straight:  if in 2012 a fast-food chicken man within the borders of the “freest” nation in history decides to speak a small portion of his mind, he had better utter wholly acceptable things, or else?  Again, seriously?

Unbridled literature and the raw recordation of edgy, historical events have perpetually enhanced and advanced free peoples of succeeding generations who have doggedly retained and put to work active minds and earnest thirsts.  The emancipated thus rightly recoil at muddled groupthink and innumerable insecure regimes, which attempt to stamp out original, liberated thoughts and words.  In the midst of this Olympic season, liberated people marvel and wince at those who somehow endure oppression and unrelenting hardship at home.  AND YET, some endowed with protected rights not only fail miserably to speak better words, but aim to stamp out the very subsistence (if not the existence) of those who would dare to speak anything flavorful at all.  Clueless, though exposed as utterly calloused and hard-hearted, such word police have passed the point of no return to sensibility outside a genuine coming to Christ in true brokenness over these and other underlying, self-serving absurdities.

Back to the news:  then, non-chicken men hastily announced a day to honor Chick Fil-A with patronage.  Enthusiastic lines of customers spilled into the streets.  It provided the periodic proof that the loudest and most demanding cannot always snow, goad, or exhaust everybody into accession.  Not satisfied with Dan Cathy’s corporate uptick, gay-rights activists nearly immediately called for homosexual kiss-ins right there on your local, playground-fortified Chick Fil-A premises.

Keeping up with the math:  if a poultry powerbroker offends with timeless notions not his own and gets away with it, the antidote of choice becomes grossing out his customers?  At what point does the high-pitched pettiness of gay activism blush over itself rather than proceed full-speed aboard a rampantly embarrassing series of vengeful ideas?

So, what happened here?  One honorable nugget central to human affairs received some show of protection:  people need not always face ruination for their words no matter how intolerant ears may grow.  As gay activists, like most activists, find offense around every corner as if they feed and live upon it, the substantially quieter and less jostled majority will still once in a while arise and swat down the unwarranted, gimmie-gimmie cries of the silly.

This writer’s bona fides on this matter remain readily available at “Dead in the Water” and “I Don’t Care, I Love You.”

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