Breast Implants and Barbarians

When Miss California’s assets were revealed to be fakies, I immediately thought of a line from Roland Bainton’s excellent and concise history The Medieval Church:  “The real point,” he wrote, “was . . . ”  Well, first, the story.

Way back on April 19, during the Miss USA pageant, California’s Carrie Prejean was flying high.  She’d made it through the evening-gown competition and breezed through the string-bikini contest.  By several accounts, she was a favorite to win.

A flamer stood in her way, one Perez Hilton—a “man” who makes his living drawing naughty parts on celebrity pictures and posting them on his blog.  Miss Prejean’s lot was to have this sodomite judge ask her a question of his own devising.  Naturally—or rather, predictably—he sought her opinion on “gay marriage.”  Her engine sputtered at first.  “I think it’s great that Americans are able to choose one or the other.”  (We are?)  “We live in a land where you can choose same-sex marriage or opposite marriage.”  (We do?)  But then, she jettisoned political correctness, confessing, “I think in my country, in my family, I think that I believe that a marriage should be between a man and a woman.  No offense to anybody out there, but that’s how I was raised.”


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