why is it that about half of the members of Activists For Homophobia, Inc. have the same self-satisfied, smug smiles on their faces when they are photographed with their 'Proud To Hate Gays' signs? those fat-bottomed, middle-aged SUV moms from the midwest bewilder me. as if any self-respecting queer would want to tarnish his or her innate fabulosity by trying to sell cookies at their church bake sale.
if i actually published an email on this website, i'd be setting myself up for some nasty hate mail for my lack of sufficient patriotic fervor with this post. but, alas, i don't, so i'm confident that i can fearlessly shoot my mouth off.
america is a really boring fucking place to live. vast swathes of the good ole' USA are totally, unbelievably boring places to live. there is NOTHING. TO. DO. what do people do when they are bored and their lives have no meaning or purpose? they sit around and invent enemies and conspiracies to oppose. like the 'homosexual' agenda. as if that agenda was about anything other than living with simple dignity.
i think i understand why a lot of people are so personally invested in Iraq War, V. 2.0. the weapons of mass destruction don't matter. the absence of a connection between saddam and al queda don't matter. fuck, it's not even the terrorism that matters. it's the boredom. war makes better tv. it's also a cheap and easy way to feel like one is part of Something Meaningful And Significant. i mean, feeding hungry people and sending inner city kids to college just doesn't get the blood all juiced up like a good old-fashioned, Old Testament-style battle between good and evil.
america has made me a misanthrope. i really do dislike people. every time i see one of those bovine midwestern christian homophobes -- the same jackasses who drive around with bumper stickers that say 'these colors don't run' -- i want to help them out with their quest for Meaning and Significance. i want to shoot their pet dogs, burn down their houses, and then salt their fields. when i'm finished with that, i'd like to unleash a plague of locusts and a long and relentless drought on their asses, which will be suffering from a touch of leprosy.
yes, i think i could play Job's god very well.
Monday, August 23, 2004
Hate Has A Smiling Face
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You had something right up until you pulled up the Book of Job.
God in the Book of Job is inscrutable -- he does bad things to Job not because Job did any bad things, but because there is a master plan for the universe that, overall, works when Job suffers. It's such a complicated plan that human beings are incapable of understanding it.
What you're referring to in your rant is a pre-Job concept of God; one where He easily deals out temporal punishment to those He considers unworthy.
To be more like the God of Job, you can't just be "pillars of fire" to those you don't like; you have to have a distinct plan for the universe which is in totality good, but may not bring joy to each deserving person within that person's temporal span.
Furthermore, the reference to Job, whom the Bible tells us over and over again was a "good man," code for "more virtuous than probably you'll ever be," you can't really condemn the Christian Right if you afflict them as Job's God. Because that would mean that, despite whatever you do to them, the universal truth of the cosmos is with them -- they are Job, and you are God. It would also imply that the eternal plan is with their cause.
- Ben
you're assuming a couple of things:
1) i take christianity seriously
2) this post was serious
neither are true.
all the talk about job's suffering being a part of god's grand plan for the universe sounds like a really contorted attempt to rationalize a god that behaves like an asshole. in abusive relationships, the abuser often rationalize his or her behavior in much the same way -- 'You're too simple-minded to really understand, but this is really all for your own good.'
yeah right. it's all part of 'the plan.'
so, when your crops fail and your firstborn dies of the pox, you can look forward to your neighbors pulling out that old saw, 'God works in mysterious ways.' i know some people find it more comforting that god had a hand in their misfortunes because he's working on his master plan, but frankly, that idea repulses me.
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