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[herveus]

 Yesterday (Sunday) we went to my nephew's wedding. I characterized our trip as "going to Falwell land". (being not far from Lynchburg). 

I did not realize how thoroughly apt that statement was.

My nephew and his wife are both recent graduates of Liberty University. I found that to be rather disturbing, given the actual mission Liberty [sic] University has been working to.

The service was somewhat uncomfortable. The pastor spoke at considerable length before we got to the vows. You might call it a full-fledged sermon. You might be right. He made sure to trot out the claim the the Biblical definition of marriage is one man and one woman. It was plain that the vision of marriage he was pushing was needlessly asymmetrical in responsibilities and authority. 

I did behave myself. But there was discussion in the car on the way home. 

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[tacnukesoul]

We had a near miss with a wedding a week ago. We drive up to the house where the wedding would be to see a blue trimmed in red banner hanging below the US flag on the staff. I thought to myself, "If that's a Trump banner we are so out of here..."

Turns out it was the (vexilogically unsound) choice to place the flag of Belize (the groom's family comes from there) on the staff below the US flag.

[luscious_purple]

Yeah, I would have been squirming too.

[purpleallison]

When my friends Kerry and Saravit got married, all the family on one side of the church, the SCA and college friends on the other. The priest was going on and on about gay marriage. We joke that the sermon was "Marriage is between a man and a woman. Not 2 men, not 2 women. Not a man, 3 women, and a sheep. Horses and guinea pigs are right out. Everybody on the left side: you're going straight to hell."
And then my two friends dating said the two of them should grab me and go into the confessional and make out. Muahahaha!

Um, congrats on your nephew's wedding though!