Lawrence Auster's praise for the Catholics who vandalized that horrid blasphemous billboard depicting the Virgin Mary staring in horror at a positive pregnancy test has apparently earned him the meek outrage of a few milquetoast Christians.
Pfeh I say to them.
If a man insulted my mother, I would sock him in his (literally) God-damned mouth. Everyone who is a man intuits this is the proper response to such an outrage. If some lily-livered hobbit lectured me that I should refrain from doing so because, after all, it's technically against the law, I'd have to refrain from socking him in the mouth, too. Why, then, should I tolerate an even greater outrage against our even greater Holy Mother and the Queen of Heaven?
To the extent civil law protects those would blaspheme the likeness of the one true God and His celestial court, it is simply not binding on men. There is no right to blasphemy, falsehood, error, or sin.
I renew my praise for Arthur Skinner and send my kudos Mr. Auster's way for sticking up for the guy.