Cowboys & infidels

The hands-down best source for keeping tabs on the predations of radical gay activists (really, is there any other kind?) is Agape Press, whom I consult religiously. Evidently the nancies have decided that their usual mode of transportation -- finely engineered European luxury sedans -- aren't effective enough trojan horses for perverting America's Values from within. Enter their partners in slime, Ford Motor Company, who are more than eager to chauffeur us all to the Gates of Hell:

A Christian activist in California says despite what top officials with the Ford Motor Company may state about not giving money to support pro-homosexual social activities, a Ford dealership in Los Angeles is a major supporter of a homosexual rodeo organization in that city. ...

According to Hartline, IGRA events do not typically let on in their advertising that they are homosexual events -- meaning many uninformed families will attend and be subjected to open displays of sexuality.

"These gay rodeos are not necessarily marketed in a way where people will know because they don't read the gay newspapers [or] the gay press," the activist says. "So a lot of these families will think, 'Oh, it's a rodeo.' So they bring their kids to this event, thinking they're just going to another fun rodeo."

So instead of just watching bucking broncos and barrel racing, families may encounter men dressed up as women as well as "mocking" of family values, says Hartline -- and unknowing parents will be very shocked by other things they and their children will see, he adds. He calls that the "unthinking mindset" of the Ford Motor Company, that it would give corporate backing to such events in the name of diversity without even caring about the impact it will make on children and families.

Tragically for Our Nation, this sort of entrapment is not to unique to rodeos. I myself fell prey to a homosexualist scam wherein I went to a locale expecting to find an English tea room and the usual fare of scones and finger sandwiches we Christians typically associate with such a venue. Taste and Decency prevent me from describing the unspeakable crimes against nature that I actually encountered. Let's just say it had all the elements of one of those "critically lauded" HBO comedy series that liberal elites are so fond of Tivoing. But what really baffles me is why our effeminate friends would be so drawn to rodeos in the first place. What appeal could mustachioed men in tight denim possibly have for your average florist?