I knew they protesteth too much

I've long believed that the wingnuts who scream the loudest about other people's relatively mundane sex lives are the ones whose own proclivities are the source of great shame to them. In some cases, they're clearly closet cases for whom the demented flavor of Christianity they practice makes them unable to come to terms with themselves; see also: JimmyJeff; in other cases, it's because they have something they OUGHT to be hiding (i.e. molesting underage people of EITHER sex; see also columnist Bob Greene or Spokane Mayor Jim West).

As far as I'm concerned, closeted men like JimmyJeff and self-loathing men like West are far more of a "threat to the American family" than every person who marched proudly in last year's gay pride parade.

But today, Shakespeare's Sister treats us to the straight poop (so to speak) on the youthful sexual exploits of one of the wingnuts di tutti wingnuts; anti-abortion crusader Neal Horsley.

Parental discretion is advised. And lock up the cat before reading.

UPDATE: The Green Knight pretty much nails the wingnut mindset. It's must reading for all of us who DON'T need absolutes in order to control our own behavior.