See, here's the thing about Americans from the United States: We really, really HATE to be told what to do.

We revel in our Independence. In D&D Terms, we're Chaotic Good (OK, bordering on Chaotic Neutral). We make fun of our leaders- doesn't matter what party they come from. Every night, you can see comedians tearing the very people we elected to run the nation apart. Hell- the whole country started when the thirteen colonies flipped King George the middle finger.

Now, you need to keep that in mind when we're talking about Chick-Fil-A.

Now, the owners of Chick-Fil-A is against gay marriage, and that's riling people up (for some reason, those same people weren't upset when Barack Obama was against gay marriage- but I'm going off on a tangent). So people started a boycott. Great. Fantastic. It's the Free Market in action- people expressing their opinions with their dollars. It's beautiful- I'm ready to cry.

But then people went overboard. Mayors in places like Chicago and San Francisco decided that it wasn't enough to boycott, that they were going to use the power of their offices to throw the evil and vile Chick-Fil-A out of their town and make sure such a horrific business never operated in their town.

In other words, the mayors were going to tell their citizens what they could eat.

Now, remember what I said about Americans hating being told what they could do? Well, Chick-Fil-A is getting a lot of business today.

As for me? I'm for gay marriage. I like Chick-Fil-A's food, though it's a little too expensive for my tastes. And if someone tries to ban Chick-Fil-A from Cleveland, I'm eating there for a week straight.