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Among our more vociferous critics the myth persists that FIC lives high on the hog off of “bigotry.” Here’s some comments posted on the Courant’s website in response to my wife’s op-ed:

All the denial in the world doesn’t change it, lady. You ARE ignorant, and a bigot. You and your husband just try to gild your ugly soul in “for the children” blather. But you can’t hide it. Your “family values” are based on hate, fear, stupidity and greed. After all, perpetuating your brand of ignorance and bigotry pays your husband’s salary…

You and your husband are PAID to speak out against gays and lesbians. Show your silly article to your bosses and then crawl back into your mouse hole.

Nice. Those in the know are only too aware of the sacrifices pro-family activists–both paid and unpaid–make to fight for what we believe in. (And we cannot thank you enough for your support!)

If anything, it is our opponents who seem to draw upon an endless supply of resources–at least if the fundraisers regularly puffed in the Courant’s gossip column are any indication:

While those at the Bushnell were getting their groove thing going, Love Makes a Family’s “Eat, Drink & Be Married” event had a whole lot of dinner parties going on around town, aimed at raising money to continue efforts toward marriage equality for same-sex couples.

At the West End home of Michael Wilson (Hartford Stage’s artistic director) and his partner, Jeff Cowie, the theme was “Let’s Stick Together” and dinner did that - literally. From asparagus-studded choux pastry puffs to Korean beef, all of the food was served - you’ve got it - on a stick.

“The seven cooks in the kitchen has been a challenge,” said Wilson, who was more than willing to show off the 105-year-old house that was once the residence of Life magazine photographer Arthur Rickerby and his author wife, Wanda Rickerby.

In a March 15, 2005 post on this blog I provided an excerpt from a Java column on that year’s LMF fundraiser:

Love may make a family, but at his grand manse in Bloomfield, which he shares with his partner, Bill Beeman, a resort financier, Michael van Parys made the dinner. First, it was an arugula wrap with prosciutto, mushroom croustada and spinach balls, followed by tenderloin with peppercorn crust, ravioli with lemon and artichoke sauce, carrots with cilantro, and the most gorgeous stemware a Cosmopolitan ever had the privilege to be poured into.

To which I responded:

Here at FIC, we do not have “the most gorgeous stemware a Cosmopolitan ever had the privilege to be poured into,” but if you are willing to give us some volunteer time we will be happy to buy you a cup of clam chowder at Max Bibo’s. We might even spring for a large.

Give to FIC’s matching grant campaign by the May 31st deadline and we’ll throw in some chips too!