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There’s a lot of clucking about Chick-fil-A these days. The chain serving delicious chicken has become a venue for a moral civil war that frankly is for the birds.
While both proponents and opponents of same-sex marriage chirp back and forth, I’m still a little puzzled at what ruffled feathers in the first place.
Let’s see: Chick-fil-A has always portrayed itself as an organization with a strong faith. They are closed on Sundays. Their mission statement includes the line “ That we might glorify God by being a faithful steward in all that is entrusted to our care.”
They were founded by a devout Baptist. You can pretty much figure out what their beliefs are. Or you can listen to their response when asked directly about it by a Christian news organization where they said they supported “the biblical definition of the family unit.”
What people are crowing about isn’t what they said. It is what they didn’t say, and that should bother most of us because it puts words into their mouths by inference, and as we are seeing, that is a very dangerous ploy.
I’ve heard people say that Chick-fil-A hates gays. I’ve heard people say they discriminate.
Hate and discrimination are two very powerful words – and two words never said by the company.
While I might think it is foolish for any establishment to make social commentary that might offend their customers, I also don’t think it is fair to spin their comments into something they might not mean.
All I know is some people milking this for all it is worth might want to realize how hypocritical they are. The mayor of Boston wants to ban Chick-fil-A from that area because of their discrimination of gays. Hmmm, wouldn’t that action be discriminatory to a company who was simply stating their beliefs? A Chicago alderman doesn’t want to do business with a company that has made “bigoted and homophobic” comments. But that same alderman does business with Louis Farrakhan, who has made numerous anti-Semitic and anti-Christian comments over the years.
I guess those fine cities get to pick and choose when to be outraged.
Personally, I don’t oppose gay marriage and I really don’t care what side people fall on.
But I do care about the mob mentality that assumes and then attacks. It reminds me of some close-minded people who claim I don’t like God because I hate looking at the continuing eyesore known as the PTL Tower.
Some can scream until the cows come home, but it is sort of moot to begin with.
I don’t choose to eat at places because of their beliefs, I choose to eat at places that have good food and service, and that’s two things Chick-fil-A does right by me.