How did we get to the point where the infringement of a religious obligation is constitutionally irrelevant despite the existence in the text of a constitutional protection of religion?
Growing up in Topeka, Kansas, wasn’t exactly Hell—not for me anyway. Then again, I spent most of my 18 formative years there hiding from Topeka’s foremost biblical authority, the infamous anti-gay funeral picketer, Rev. Fred Phelps. As a child I had a secret buried deep within…