A father treats his daughters like they’re his. Because they are.

It’s called headship.

From father to future husband. Authority is meant to be handed off, not abandoned. And any father worth his salt knows that transfer should be fitting, not flippant.

God didn’t give his daughters to the state. Or the village.

And certainly not to the shrill gaggle of evangelly-fish flopping around in the comments, gasping for the next progressive applause line.