Monday, November 17, 2014

If I Were Forced to Bake a Cake for Two Homosexuals

I have been watching with great interest the story of a Christian baker is does not want to make a cake for two homosexuals.  She is not the only baker in town.  By no means are these homosexuals left with no choices for their cake to adorn their dress up party.  I know, and you know, that these bakers were singled out to make other business people afraid to say no to any homosexual that comes in demanding a good or service to celebrate their dress up day.
This is what I would do: if I were forced to make this cake, it would not be a good cake.  I would tell the homosexuals a head of time that this cake won't be good.  I would not charge for the cake, because it would not have enough ingredients in it to warrant a fee.  It would be a cake that embarrass Betty Crocker.  I might get the salt and sugar mixed up, it happens.  I might forget the leavening.  It happens all the time.  I read cake wrecks, so I have seen cakes that are submitted where the baker actually expects to get paid.  This would be worse.
My cake would be late.  I would not charge for any of it, and I would give the homosexual couple plenty of opportunity to get another baker.  When the cake showed up, it would not be a pretty cake.  Frosting? maybe. The colors would be correct, but there are many shades of blue, aren't there?  Eventually, I would have a horrible reputation for making cakes for homosexual functions.  I expect the word would get around.
However, for real weddings, my cakes would be superb.  On time, beautiful confections that would take your breath away.  That would be what I was known for.
The idea of forcing someone to participate in your delusion is pretty scary.  The idea of the government shutting down my business because I don't want to participate in their abhorrent behavior is even worse.  Don't try to equate it to racism.  That dog won't hunt.
The idea of rejecting business because of a person's race is stupid.  I know many aholes who happen to be Caucasian.(Unfortunately, I married one) I dislike people if they are mean to me or mine.  I am equal opportunity that way.  Treat me fairly, and I will do the same to you.  Think about it, you'll thank me later.

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