There is no such thing as the Easter Bunny.

If there arose a global movement that loudly and proudly demanded "bunny equality," and a dozen or more activist federal judges suddenly declared the Eastern Bunny to be real, and thousands of rabid rabbit wannabees pranced in pink bunny suit parades, all the while pretending to be, even believing themselves to be, Easter Bunnies, and liberal legislators passed "anti-discrimination" laws presuming to force everyone else to join in on the delusion (severely punishing those who refused), there'd still be no Easter Bunny.

There is no such thing as "same-sex marriage."

There can't be.

It's an idea no less silly than a giant pink bunny hiding eggs behind trees. It's an oxymoron. It's contradictio in terminis. It's like pointing to your lawn and saying, "What a beautiful green sky."