May you live to be a thousand years old, sir.

You know ... for the kids.

See also.

Like, I don’t know anything else about Vice Adm. Frank “Mitch” Kelly, and maybe he’s done impressive and admirable things in other parts of his life and career. Maybe he’s an otherwise honorable man.

But that’s like saying that maybe Jeffrey Dahmer was an otherwise good cook.

Yikes. Only Lee Brice song I’ve heard that I remember is “I Drive Your Truck.” Never heard that thinking “Wow, anyone who listens to *that* must be a Hell-bound Jezebel.”

So this is clarifying. Gabriel Olivier is a Fred Phelps grifter.

Not sure how that matters, but it matters.

I mean, the artist the concertgoers were going to see has no bearing on Gabriel Olivier’s First Amendment right to harass them, or what limits on that harassment may be legitimate. But, like, was this a metal show? CCM? Country? Classical? That’s relevant context.

(Plus, I’m curious.)

I pinged a bunch of other blogs in my webring with this post, but haven't gotten any trackbacks yet.

We listened to it twice, 'cause the DJ was asleep