I’ve tried to stay out of this whole Chick-fil-A controversy just because I’m tired and I haven’t really felt like having a bunch of conservatives freak out and tell me Chick-fil-A should be able to exercise their first amendment rights. Nor do I have the patience to be told that I’m going to Hell, which, by the way, is entirely possible because I once cheated on an eighth grade math test and I stole a piece of gum when I was five.
A sin is a sin, right? I’m sure it says that somewhere in the Bible and I know how much people like to quote it. I’m not going to sit here and tell you to boycott anything. It’s a freakin’ chicken sandwich — if you want to eat one (and they are delicious) by all means, knock yourself out. And most of the people who have been eating there up until now have been doing so because they genuinely like the food, not because they have had a political or social agenda. However, for those of you that are posting how proud you are to be going to Chick-fil-A today for the sole purpose of supporting this company for “holding strong to their beliefs” and “standing up for the family,” you’re doing a lot more than eating a chicken sandwich.
This is way beyond First Amendment rights. Whether you choose to acknowledge it or not, you’re telling people like me, who’ve done nothing but work tirelessly to be a positive contributor to this world, that I am less than. That I am not worthy of love, acceptance, equal rights — that how I am as a human being is wrong simply because of my sexuality. What’s even more disappointing is that many of you going there today truly believe that. So I’m not going to sit here and pretend that you’re going to read this and suddenly become more loving and accepting towards people who are different from you.
You’re way too busy hanging out at Chick-fil-A today with people who are exactly like you. I can only hope that when our world finally realizes that you are wrong, you will find comfort in those chicken nuggets alone.
