Bonfire of the Fallacies

Gentle reader, though The Postmaster has been absent for a fortnight, I have certainly not forgotten my duties, nor could I if I chose to, as the matter of marriage continues to weigh heavily upon the already much-taxed intellects of this and other lands. While the fever pitch of "debate" has passed, there remains the audible sound of those still struggling with the formation of coherent argument to summarize their opinion and convince others. Let us examine:

"I have had many nightmares in my lifetime but this upcoming, " ANTI-MARRIAGE BILL " will be my worst nightmare ever. I expect many people in this country, would agree with what I said. How could this same-sex bill be normal ? This is so un-human. Every normal human would realize this. "

The Postmaster can certainly sympathize with seeing one's worse nightmare come true. In the case of The Postmaster, it is seeing the general inability of people to use common punctutation as taught to children and certain species of advanced primates. When this is coupled with a grasp of reasoning and debate that is, to put it delicately, infantile, The Postmaster is truly awake in the worst of all nightmares. When one is compelled, for no apparent reason to place a comma at random in a sentence containing but one simple thought and therefore not requiring it, perhaps one should spend less time worrying about whether one's fellow humans are "normal", which, as an aside, is a term both vague and subjective and therefore not suited to be even part of a premise of a logical argument, let alone the conclusion, not that the author would know a logical argument if it bit him or her in the...

Ahem. You must pardon The Postmaster, it has been a long and wearying fortnight. Let us move on.

"The definition of tradtional marriage as the union of one man and one woman has been held to for thousands of years. In the beginnng, God created man, Adam, and a woman, Eve. woman was created as a helpmate for man. It was man who corrupted what God had in mind."

The Postmaster wonders if, given how things turned turned out, Adam would have perhaps preferred a helper monkey. Ha ha! I jest, of course. It would be Eve who would have preferred the helper monkey.

Alas, it seems that The Postmaster is quite out of sorts this morning. I have neither the energy nor the desire to even begin to start to try to enumerate and discuss the many flaws of the above "argument" in terms of being neither sound or convincing. Perhaps the gentle readers may wish to do this themselves. The Postmaster is going for a nice cup of tea.