Happy Butter Tart Month! In downtown Cobourg, close to where I live six months of the year, spectators were treated to a real feast for the eyes this past June ... boys dressed in dresses (high-jacked colours of God’s rainbow), with Pisa-styled, towering pompadour hairdos that defied adjectives ... and wearing makeup that tried to turn old faces into hot, stolen Corvettes. It didn’t work! Two dozen or so voyeurs, along with their children, applauded these dancing, devilish

OK, so I might as well jump in with both feet and see if I can swim the shark infested Evangelical waters of public opinion, without the...