The Supreme Court, with this Hobby Lobby decision bullshit, has apparently come around to Kinky Friedman's way of thinking.
And Monty Python's as well.
Seriously, I would like to thank the five justices behind yesterday's ruling for validating my deeply held belief that I actually have Jesus H. Christ in a chicken basket.
Actually, what I really believe is that I actually have Jesus H. Christ on a piece of challah french toast, but I couldn't find a graphic for that.
In any case, I have been cruelly persecuted for holding this view for years, so kudos to Justice Roberts and the rest of the like-minded Supremes.
I should add that this decision has reminded me of the famous telegram filmmaker Jean Renoir sent to his studio boss after a disastrous sojourn in Hollywood: "Goodbye Mr. Zanuck, and let me tell you it has certainly been a pleasure working at 16th-Century Fox."