It’s 11:00 PM, and my blood boils.
“It’s just so stupid!” I hiss into my cell phone.
“Thomas, it’s not like they’re anti-gay themselves just because they’re selling food from Chick-fil-A,” she says.
I feel a poison settle in my soul, and a weight that won’t lift for the remainder of the night. I want to do something, anything that will appease my moral appetite – anything that I think will set right what is so horribly wrong.
“Obviously they’re not anti-gay,” I say,” but they’re knowingly endorsing a chain that is! Everyone knows about Chick-fil-A, and they clearly had other options – they just wanted to sell what would profit the most, even if it meant giving money to the people who are against me.”
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