Rev. Dr. W. Frederick Wooden Is PlagU*Urized By *The* Rev. Dr. Eric Theodore Cartman III To Provide A Jibe For The Oblivious. . . The Nerve Of Him!

Rev. Dr. W. Frederick Wooden spoke on courage today, because it is something he was not given in abundance. Maybe he needs to become a U*Unitarian, as they have nerves of steel (or something else made of brass, forgive me) for U*Unitarians in Boston to say they stand on the side of love. . . That is two faced, friends. Love is not another word for, "Please sir, may I have a gay marriage."

Now, U*U can be the Ministerial *Fellowship* Committee, defending your idiotic stand all you want. But U*U cannot defend your own position without real compromise and then criticize someone else for not giving in to it.

When someone says he is willing to play ball, but the other person then insists on playing by her rules (which seem to include seeking a restraining order at the outset), to call the first fellow "psychotic" is either delusional (which makes U*Us crazy) or deceitful (which makes U*Us vile).

U*U idiocy drove your reputation off a cliff, made the Seven Principles into scrap paper and convinced believers to go somewhere else. He was being nice to you, a good sport in the world I grew up in. U*U are like those sore losers from my childhood who pretend they didn't lose, hoping to change reality by refusing to accept it.

But that's the sort of thinking that made U*Uism a tiny, declining, fringe religion. Go ahead, bite the hand extended.

Next time U*U'll get a rolled up newspaper on the nose.

Really. . .