The Domino's Effect

What is it with religous zealots? I'm all for free expression of religion (provided you're not in a black suit, white shirt, and skinny tie standing on my front porch), but with the obvious problems created by radical Islamic fundamentalists, you'd think people would be giving serious consideration to moderation.

First you've got Mel Gibson constructing some sort of 16th Century Catholic fun house in the hills of Malibu - where, I think, the price of admission is to downplay or ignore altogether the 6 million Jews who died in the Holocaust.

And now, along comes Domino's Pizza founder Tom Monoghan, building a town for 20,000 in Florida where you can't buy Playboy (or other pornography), condoms or birth control pills (note to Monoghan - if you're buying the former you don't actually need the latter - nobody is going to get knocked up when the act is between a guy and his magazine), and where cable TV won't offer pornography.

So, you can go live there with like minded people and...and what? Are the true believers in Monoghan's version of Catholicism so weak that they can't stumble into a Walgreen's without breaking down and buying a pack of Trojanz? Can't they just not order the porn on the cable menu? I never order on mine (I can't find the time) but I don't feel compelled to sequester myself in some Catholic version of Jonestown.

And we wonder why there's such hatred and division in the world. All in thirty minutes or less.