More blunders for Mitt, and the homophobic Chicken man.

Poor Mitt, he just couldn't wait to score political points after meeting with M16, the British version of the CIA. Rather than keep his mouth shut, (it was a secret meeting) Mitt just couldn't resist name dropping:

"I appreciated the insights and perspectives of the leaders of the government here and opposition here as well as the head of MI6,” Mr. Romney told reporters Thursday. “We discussed Syria and the hope for a more peaceful future for that country.” [Source]

Pssst, Mitt, you are not president just yet; there is the whole election thingy left to do. 

So anyway, some dude called me out on twitter today for saying that it was ironic that Boston, historically one of the most racist cities in America, was telling Chick- fil-A to stay out. He was also seemed pissed because I basically said that we can't dictate where folks set up their business as long as they are not breaking any laws. (BTW, if I was an elected politician in Chicago, I would be focusing on all the gun violence in that city right now, and not the narrow minded beliefs of a CEO.)  

But here is the thing; you don't have to patronize Chick- fil-A. I know a lot of you love those chicken sandwiches, but sometimes you have to make sacrifices for what you believe in.

I will personally miss their lemon meringue pies, but I won't be going back.
Folks who agree with the bigoted position of the president of that outfit will continue to go, and those of us who take an opposite position can spend our dollars elsewhere. That's how it works in these divided states of America.

 I respect the activist protesting against the Mr. Cathy and his company, but not the politicians who would use the power of government to ban or restrict a company because of the beliefs of those who run it. Now if Chick-fil-A restaurants started denying service to same sex couples or Gays we would have a problem, and I would demand that the people I elect to make such decisions shut them down.

Until then, wingnuts will continue to wolf down those chicken wraps every day [except Sunday] and those lemon meringue pies will continue to go into their greedy wingnut mouths.