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Spain Recompenses for the Inquisition

Or at least its on the road . . .

Hot off the wires, Spain has just legalized same-sex marriage, adoption, and inheritence rights--nationwide. Holy shit. No wonder traditional WASP Capitalists here are so threatened by Socialists; they actually get things done and the modern Socialists are true equalists (I know that's not a real word, but it works). I think Spain's prime minister said it best:
We were not the first, but I am sure we will not be the last. After us will come many other countries, driven, ladies and gentlemen, by two unstoppable forces: freedom and equality.


No wonder Bush is nervous about gay equality. It's spreading faster than his so-called brand of freedom, which, let's face it, is merely the freedom to agree with him, his ilk, and their theology.

Vaya EspaƱa!!


¡Salud-Muchas-Gracias!

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Tim said…
So, now the RAIN in SPAIN falls mainly on our wedding guests. Perhaps an indoor ceremony???

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