I've had a belly full of bleating demands for factitious rights: immigration rights, reproductive rights, welfare rights, and, lately, homosexual rights. (I don't use "gay" as a noun and never as an adjectival substitution for "homosexual;" I don't approve of perversions of our language any more than I do of people.) We have the Bill of Rights, remember? It guarantees us IN WRITING more rights than other places mention. THEY SUFFICE! NO ONE NEEDS MORE!
I've read that B.O. is advocating homosexual rights in the U.N., as if there are not more urgent matters for that crew's attention.
As a stunning example of chaos from superfluous "rights," consider the can of worms Montana has opened. Its constitution guarantees one's right to dignity. This abstraction was seized by a lunatic judge to legislate the legality of physician-assisted suicides, for how can a person croak himself with dignity without a medical doctor's expert hand? Good grief!
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