Chick-fil-A may not be able to have a restaurant in the Denver Airport because the CEO of the restaurant chain supports traditional marriage.
(Disclosure: I support traditional marriage and really like Chick-fil-A chicken sandwiches and those cute little waffle fries.)
According to an article in the National Catholic Register, the city’s Business Development Committee seems to think it has a moral obligation to keep our businesses that don’t consider all marriages to be equal. Just to be clear, Chick-fil-A’s CEO, Dan Cathy, didn’t say the restaurant wouldn’t serve gays, lesbians, Martians or Caitlin Jenner – he just favors marriage between one man and one woman. In today’s upside-down world, that puts him on the wrong side of public morality.
Well, I guess I know where that puts me. My boss (actually I have several, but for the sake of this blog, let’s consider just the one who carries the most influence). He, like Dan Cathy, promotes traditional marriage. He fully adheres to all of the Ten Commandments. He agrees with Biblical truths, the Catechism of the Catholic Church and has pledged his complete loyalty to the Pope.
I guess my boss could never open a chicken stand in the Denver Airport, not that he has expressed any interested in doing so. He is by City of Denver standards, a horrible person.
He is a faithful Roman Catholic priest. He is willing to state the difference between right and wrong, usually with kindness and sensitivity – but with clarity.
It seems our society has lost the ability (or courage) to separate good from bad, so our measure for acceptability is tolerance. Everything is right when you don’t know right from wrong.
If Dan Cathy said he was sorry and he supports whatever type of marriage someone wants, the sale of aborted babies by Planned Parenthood and giving Iran the Bomb, Denver officials would give him the key to the city – and a prime spot to sell sandwiches in the airport. But from what I’ve read about Mr. Cathy, that isn’t a deal he would make.
Next time I’m in the Denver airport, I’ll be fasting – until I get to the nearest Chick-fil-A.
