Bravo Beverly on a heated dose of moral outrage on this fine Sunday morning. I’m with you. I’m sick of walking on crow eggs not to offend deviants and perverts. In the twisted moral sewer we’re aiming at in America, the depraved are considered saints (witness the crucifixion rhetoric in describing Matthew Shepherd, the sick little hustler murdered for trying to proposition cowboys on meth) Shepherd deserves pity for destroying himself with unbridled lust, but he is not a heroic figure by any stretch. As for the two dykes in California, they deserve scorn and a stretch in the prison system for child abuse and torture.