Boycotting Disney?

Don't Forget the Family Channel...

Frankly, I've had my suspicions about the Walt Disney Co. ever since Tinker Bell.

So I'm pleased the Southern Baptist Convention voted last week to take a courageous moral stand and call for a nationwide boycott of all things Disney.

The reasons for such a boycott are plentiful, I think.

Disney is offering health insurance policies to the partners of gay employees.

That's outrageous. If we don't stop this now, we run the risk of people turning into homosexuals just so they can lower their deductibles.

Disney has been sponsoring an annual Gay Days festival at Disney World.

As if the lines aren't already long enough, they go and invite another 10 percent of the population through their gates?

And who really wants to risk the embarrassment of running into a friend, co-worker, neighbor or—ahem—relative on a day like that?

Disney has never satisfactorily explained to the public exactly what kind of creature Goofy is supposed to be.

We really can't be sure what he is, let alone who he might be sleeping with.

I'm telling you, we need to put a stop to Disney's shenanigans now, or the next thing you know they'll be reviving Disney's America and calling it Disney's Gaymerica.

They'll probably try to set up a theme park featuring famous gay or bisexual people in history, like that fellow who painted the Sistine Chapel and "The Last Supper." (I don't think he was American, but they'll make him one somehow.)

No, this boycott is right on target.

In fact, I think we should be doing more.

We should go after other profligate corporations, such as TV's The Family Channel.

As you may have heard, Virginia televangelist Pat Robertson recently sold his cable TV network—which includes The Family Channel—to media mogul Rupert Murdoch for $1.9 billion. (Yes, billion. Such prosperity!)

What you may not know is that Mr. Murdoch is also the owner of the Fox television network, which morally upstanding people everywhere have denounced again and again for its sexually explicit programming and foul language.

Through Fox, Mr. Murdoch has been the purveyor of such trashy shows as "Married With Children" and "Studs."

For years, he was also the king of tabloid newspapers in England. He's the fellow who featured pictures of half-nekkid women, known as Page Three Girls, in his papers.

And it was his tabloid that once put this infamous headline on a crime story: "Headless Body Found in Topless Bar."

As unbelievable as it sounds, this very same fellow now owns The Family Channel, which broadcasts, among other things, Pat Robertson's "The 700 Club" and everybody's favorite family show, "The Waltons."

The Family Channel offers wholesome programming, to be sure, but I don't think we can pretend anymore that that's all those people are up to.

I mean, look at Disney. It's entertained generations of children with wholesome programming, but—as the current boycott demonstrates—that's simply not good enough.

So, I say, "Deep-six 'The 700 Club,'" and "Out, out, John Boy!"

They are not welcome in my home anymore.

I will never again watch The Family Channel.

Nor will I ever set foot in Disney World.

We now know, thanks to the boycott, that the Magic Kingdom is a degenerate place.

Worse yet, I'm told it costs $140 just to get in.

I might be able to learn to live with a little hypocrisy.

But not at that price.