So two poofs walk into a bakery…

Sounds like the start of a joke. But is in fact the start of a really long and protracted court case, decided, finally, yesterday in Belfast. Wedding-cake-gate. Or Wedding-cake-gay, as it may be here.

A man, let’s suppose he’s Northern Ireland’s leading gay rights activist, because he is, enters a bakery to order his wedding cake. He wants two little men characters on it, obvs., and the words: ‘support gay marriage’, iced onto it, in pink icing. I made that up about the pink but would be prepared to wager a significant amount upon it.

The bakers, ‘fundamentalist protestants’, took the order then called 2 days later to cancel it. Because they don’t support gay marriage because they’re Christians. Fundamentalist ones apparently. Ok, bring on the law suit. Discrimination against gays. Because if the message had been ‘support heterosexual marriage’ they’d have iced it. Hence they lost the case, and it cost the bakers 500 quid in damages. But it was a show trial anyway, never about any ‘crime’, just about rights.

You don’t have the right to discriminate. But you can uphold your views. How not icing words onto a cake is some kind of statement I don’t know. To me, its bad business. They lost the sale. Lost money. But being ‘fundamentalist’ they’re probably into a bit of ‘poverty’ and ‘sacrifice’, like wot Jesus done.

The words on a wedding cake should surely be viewed as mere shapes. Like when you scan a letter into j-peg format, the computer doesn’t recognise it as text, just as single photo image and won’t let you edit it. Its just a ‘meaningless’ pattern.

And yet…

What if I was a baker and someone wanted me to make them an Arsenal cake? Would I bake it? Of course I would, I’m a whore with no principles. I’d spit in it, obviously, but I’d make their cake. Or what if they wanted a swastika on it? Ok, that’s illegal, how about an IS flag? A KKK-cake with a little grand wizard figurine. Or a picture of Donald Trump? With his hand up the bride’s dress? Something really offensive and nasty.

If I knew at what point Christians become ‘fundamentalist’ I might have a better understanding. But really, once you write Christian with a capital ‘c’, you’ve already lost me. And, apparently, the appeal court in Belfast too.

Why didn’t they just go to another baker? Probably because they’re fundamentalist gays.

Glad they sorted it out before tomorrow’s bake-off final anyway. In which, apparently, Candace has to bake a cake with ‘lipstick is for sluts and whores’ on it, Andrew will bake and ‘I fucking hate Scotland’ sponge and Jane… errr… hmmmm…

Happy Tuesday

A xxxx