“Preacher and Joanie sitting in a tree. K-I-S-S-I-N-G. First comes love, then comes…uh…an arrest, then comes assault charges.”
Joan Parker admits she kissed a preacher on the cheek at the event, proclaimed by the Salisbury mayor as Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual and Transgender Pride Day.
“He was just waving his arms and has a Bible in one hand, up and down, and screaming at the top of his lungs, ‘sodomites’ and ‘you’re going to hell,” Parker said in a phone interview. “I thought he needed a hug. So I gave him a hug.”
At some point, Parker said, the preacher turned to yell to a man with a camera to take a picture of her. Also at some point, she kissed him. On the cheek, she says, not on the mouth.
“He claims I kissed him on the lips, and he’s a damned liar,” said Parker, who is from Colfax and said he was at the event with her husband to show support. “I believe I did kiss him on his cheek.”
Joan, Joan, Joan, we get it. There’s nothing sexier than a man of the cloth on a street corner shouting until he is hoarse while holding a big sign about God hating fags – really, we all can agree on that.
But you can’t be smooching up on people who don’t want to be smooched on. If the gender roles here were reversed and a man had kissed you against your will…well, let’s just say that Ryan Seacrest wouldn’t swoop in and save the day.
But hey, now we’re just mixing metaphors here.
(via Wisconsin Gazette)