
Last night, my parents called me out into the dining room where they were reading the paper.
"Read this," they urged me, gesturing towards the international news section. I complied. It was an article about how Uganda was working on passing a bill that would put doctors treating homosexuals in jail and the homosexuals themselves onto death row.
Watching my face carefully, my parents frowned. I made no expression. "We thought you'd be more upset." they admitted.
I smiled grimly. "It's not like it's that much different from a country of the free who disallows people to love each other. It's just another extreme.
And it is. Fun fact: "The bill has an American genesis of sorts, inspired to a large extent by the visits of U.S. evangelicals who are involved with a movement that promotes Christianity's role in getting homosexuals to become "ex-gays" through prayer and faith."
Way to go, America. Way to go.
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