I have no problem with the folks who own Hobby Lobby objecting to paying for birth control, but, they became a corporation so they have to hold their nose and pay it. Because five crabby old men on the Supreme Court disagree they will not be held to this little bit of reason. Like that's unusual today.
But it's not a values issue. It's a who has enough money to fight stuff issue. It's wrong, but probably nowhere near as wrong as what Monsanto gets away with that actually kills people. You know, on a scale of things. I really wish the Supremes had to wear their sponsors on their robes, like NASCAR drivers. . .
Values are what we hold closer to home.
Values are bringing food when someone dies. Values are taking a pie to a new family in the neighborhood. Values are older kids watching younger kids at a town clambake without being asked. Values are being the village that raises a child. Values are helping each other out. Values are a verb. They are no rhetoric.
Are values as outdated as the patchwork quilt my Grandmother made years ago that is pictured above? I don't think so. Country people still bring food, bake pies, take care of whichever kid needs it at the moment. I can't speak for city folk. Maybe overcrowding and the transience of modern society has depleted the values of those who live in more urban areas. I don't know. I lived in the city when I was in college. I loved it. But I didn't want to raise kids there. Close enough to take the train into museums and plays and concerts, sure. In the city. No.
I bet country people don't have the market cornered on values.
But I know the so-called religious right doesn't.
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