The sanctity of "icky"

Forget about arguing about the wars in Afghanistan, Iraq and to whom it may concern. Forget about the silly polar bears that are dying where it's getting warmer but too cold for people to live anyway. And closer to home, forget about trying to find solutions to the unfolding economic situation and higher gas prices no doubt caused by George Clooney. Eric wrote a piece published in the Indianapolis Star last week warning us of the real clear and present danger we Hoosiers face daily from the conspiracy of evil activist judges - California local. Their latest transgression: legalizing, albeit temporarily, marriage between loving individuals of the same sex. In his column Eric inferred how the check and balance system we celebrate in this country should really be a system simply run by the majority of voters because obviously the majority of voters know better in all situations just like they did back in the days when women didn't have a choice and schools were separate but equal.

I have Eric's back because I myself have occasionally been decimated by the "icky" factor. The latest outbreak happened recently in wide screen high definition when a pair of gay dudes made out on Brothers and Sisters (although I was OK with the same thing happening the next week on Gray's Anatomy with a couple of chicks - it's a guy thing.) If lip locked guys make us uncomfortable and anything that makes the majority uncomfortable should be legislated against, Eric is our man. The Founding Fathers never intended for two guys or two gals or, slippery slope speaking, a guy and an armadillo or a gal and nest of cobras to marry. So while the one-to-one odds of making matrimony work may have already reduced the sanctity of marriage to a moot point, we can all rally 'round Eric and make sure these gay love scenes don't become commonplace thereby preserving the sanctity of "icky".