I'm not the evil one here. And neither is anyone associated with GLSEN.

So let's talk about moral values. It says in I John 4:20, "If a man says he loves God, and hates his brother, he is a liar." Four out of five LGBT students are physically, sexually, or verbally harassed every single day at their schools. They are over twice as likely as their straight peers to be threatened or injured with a weapon. Consequently, they are six times more likely to attempt suicide than their straight peers.

We're trying to protect [LGBT students] from that [harassment, violence, suicide]. To do so is the only moral choice.

To do anything else is immoral. As it says in Matthew 18:6, "Whosoever shall offend one of these little ones ... it were better for him that a millstone were hung about his neck, and that he be drowned in the depths of the sea." I'm becoming something of an avenging angel in my middle age -- more Old Testament prophet than New, I'm afraid.

I'm not about to cede the moral high ground to people who claim they're "protecting children while actively working to deny them protections if they are gay.

I am not about to allow people to say they are for "family values" when they teach values that turn parents against their own children if they are gay. I am not about to let people claim they are American patriots when they teach children to violate their pledge of allegiance to "liberty and justice for all" if a fellow citizen happens to be gay.

I am not about to let people call themselves Christian who then ignore the commandment of the Lord that we love one another. And I'm not going to let them hide behind that "love the sinner, hate the sin" malarkey, which reminds me way too much of how my dad would say, before spanking us, "This is going to hurt me a lot more than it's going to hurt you."

I didn't fall for it at age five, and I'm not falling for it now. As Mom would have said, "No siree, Bob." My capacity for forgiveness has been exhausted: I can't turn the other cheek anymore. Instead, I'm trying to figure out how I can carry millstones around with me. If I do, I know where to hang them.

This, in the end, is the essence of the difference between good and evil, the test of a just society and of a just people: how do we treat those who are the least among us? ... To create by one's action or inaction a culture, an institution, a school, or a community that makes some young people feel so much the very least of their brethren that they choose to take their own lives -- well, I have a name for the people who do this: child abusers.

They're the immoral ones, ... not me, and for their sake, I hope there exists a merciful God, because they're going to need one.