Okay, there is ignorant, and then there’s things like this.

Why is it just men and women? Because since history has been recorded, chipped in stone, inked onto papyrus, scribed into great books or printed on your ink jet, the basic idea behind marriage has been to set up a system for the raising of kids.

The first knuckle-dragging people recognized they didn’t want to raise their kids like the monkeys, so they set up another system.

Gays can’t have kids — other than going to the abandoned kids store and getting one or two, or borrowing sperm from someone with more sperm than brains — so by definition they’re out of the marriage game.

In theory, so would couples who get married in their eighties. Chances are good that no kids come out of that holy union. But it is at least theoretically possible. Not so with gays.

Ahem.

I can’t have kids. It is medically impossible. Not for lack of trying, mind you. I have almost no sperm, and the ones I do have are malformed. Does this mean that I can not have a “marriage?” That I have to call it something else? That the last twenty odd years with my wife have meant nothing?

Yes, I suppose you could say I went to the abandoned kids store. The three children I’ve adopted all had – you guessed it – straight parents. All the foster kids I’ve had (which is many) came from straight people who were married.

So evidence in my little corner of the world is that being straight, and married, produces plenty of abandoned kids for the rest of us to love.

Jesus Christ people like this man piss me off.

PS: I found the article at the Wonkette, I don’t make a habit of reading his column…