Simon or Solomon?

I keep getting distracted from wrapping up this thread on the sins of judicial activists and the crazy men who hate them. It's just too much fun poking around — at a safe, Web's-length — in these hives of righteous grievance.

Any issue requiring the court's attention can easily be reduced to a cartoon — or a horror story. And if that horror story fits with one's own worldview, why not use it to whip up similarly minded folks? For example, public school dance instructor is allegedly fired for playing religious music in class. Or a second grader isn't allowed to sing "Awesome God" in the "Frenchtown Idol" school talent show and another kid gets away with Bon Jovi's "You Give Love a Bad Name."

Is that fair? Some small town Simon Colwell censoring an eight-year-old belter, who I'm sure was charming and unfaillingly on pitch? Instead, I'm thinking Solomon and compromise duet:

An angel’s smile is what you sell
You promise me heaven, then put me through hell
Chains of love got a hold on me
When passion’s a prison, you can’t break free

And the Lord wasn't joking when He kicked 'em out of Eden
It wasn't for no reason that He shed his blood
His return is very soon and so you'd better be believin' that
Our God is an awesome God

Paint your smile on your lips
Blood red nails on your fingertips
A school boy’s dream, you act so shy
Your very first kiss was your first kiss goodbye

And judgment and wrath He poured out on Sodom
Mercy and grace He gave us at the cross
I hope that we have not too quickly forgotten that
Our God is an awesome God

You’re a loaded gun
There’s nowhere to run
No one can save me
The damage is done

Shot through the heart
And you’re to blame
You give love a bad name
I play my part and you play your game
You give love a bad name
You give love a bad name

I promise, I'm still getting to Artists, Goats & Judges.