God, Guns, Grits, and Gravy

There comes a time in the life of a lonely blogger when he just has to get down on his knees and say, “Thank you, Jesus!” And that’s pretty much what I’m doing now, all except the knees part.

Mike Huckabee, erstwhile Great White Evangelical Hope, is throwing his hat into the presidential ring once again, or at least pretending to in the name of flogging his new literary effort, God, Guns, Grits and Gravy. Ah, the Dixological euphony of it!

(Dixology Update: “Praise Mama, Jesus, R.E. Lee. / Praise firearms and Mayberry. / Praise grits and gravy, barbecue. / And sweet iced tea let none eschew. Amen.”)

The other night I caught Huck trading barbs with Jon Stewart, and today he was peddling his wares on the Hugh Hewitt show. How good it is to have a Southern ex-governor once again talking about how states don’t have to pay attention to what the Supreme Court decides — this time in re: same-sex marriage.

And beware the slippery slope! “I think there’s going to be immediate cases filed where a person will say well, I’d like to marry two women,” quoth the quondam head of the Arkansas Baptist Convention. “I’m going to stand absolutely faithful to the issue of marriage not because it’s a politically expedient thing to do, because it isn’t. I’m going to do it because I believe it is the right position, it’s the Biblical position, it’s the historical position.”

Last I checked, we’ve got three patriarchs and four matriarchs because Jacob, aka Israel, was given leave to marry two women, Rachel and Leah. So far as I can see, that’s the Biblical position. But I guess Mike’s been too busy with the guns, grits, and gravy part to remember.