Indiana Pizza Place Rewarded With $50K For Discriminating Against Same-Sex Weddings

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heart shaped pizzaIf you want a pizza-themed wedding reception, you are marrying a person of the same sex, and you live in Walkerton, Indiana, you’re going to have to look somewhere besides Memories Pizza. According to the Washington Post, the local pizza restaurant is the first business in the state of Indiana to publicly announce its plan to deny service to same-sex weddings following the passage of the new Religious Freedom Restoration Act.

Sure, not a lot of people probably have wedding plans revolving around pizza (although I did once attend a bachelor party with a triple-tier pizza “cake” for dinner). But the fallout from Memories Pizza’s announcement is much more interesting than the announcement itself. For example, the GoFundMe account they set up to raise money for their ‘fight’ against The Gay, which raised a truly ludicrous $50,000 in the first day it was created. Who knew discrimination could be such a lucrative business maneuver? How much do you think I could get if I set up an account to support me in my disdain for Bronies?

Crystal O’Connor, one of the restaurant’s owners, insists that the store’s decision not to serve same-sex weddings, is not discriminatory:

“We’re not discriminating against anyone[.] That’s just our belief and anyone has the right to believe in anything.”

That’s good, because I believe in a thing called ‘the dictionary‘, which says this:

1. an act or instance of discriminating, or of making a distinction
2. treatment or consideration of, or making a distinction in favor of or against, a person or thing based on the group, class, or category to which that person or thing belongs rather than on individual merit

It sounds quite a bit like serving different-sex weddings but not same-sex ones is … making a distinction, perhaps? Possibly? Maybe?

According to Kevin O’Connor, Crystal’s father and another of the owners:

“That lifestyle is something they choose[.] I choose to be heterosexual. They choose to be homosexual. Why should I be beat over the head to go along with something they choose?”

To which I invite O’Connor to choose to be gay, just for a day. An afternoon, even. Just spend a few hours pining over peen and pecs, and enjoy beating straight Indianans over the head with your mere existence/desire to eat pizza.

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