i feel anger when someone cuts me off in traffic. it's a flash in the pan emotion. it engenders no more action than my upraised middle finger, and perhaps a few unkind words muttered quietly in public and out loud in the safety of my car.
what i feel now is not anger. what i feel now is a bone-deep fury, a rage that curdles in my throat and threatens to crack my teeth. i've tried to understand why people would reelect that lifelong failure, that empty sack of a man, that saturday sinner come sunday repenter to the most powerful office in the world. what i find fills me with nothing more than incoherent rage.
i hear a lot about liking the tax cuts. hey it's your money i guess. except, you just helped yourself to the lion's share of the next generation's seed corn. that's money they haven't even begun to earn yet because many are still in their swaddling clothes. maybe they'll cook you for dinner when they find the pantry empty during some cold and dead future winter.
i hear a lot about 'moral values' aka 'family values'. moral values? let's talk about moral values. let's discuss family values and 'preserving' marriage. to preserve marriage, you voted to prevent others from marrying. you didn't ban divorce. you banned the opportunity to marry for a mere 2-5 percent of the population. way to go! you guys are just so rocking with jesus!
jesus never said a damned thing about the moral status of homosexuality. not a word. i guess he's really glad to have followers like you that are able to read his mind from two thousand years away. your twisted little idea of family values is to attack other people's families. oh hell, let's be honest. you attacked your own families. like chris rock said -- everybody has a gay cousin. you continue to demand that they remain invisible to avoid 'oppressing' you with their very existence.
you claim that your faith in yourself and your way of life is strong and deep. yet, the thought of bob and steve down the street tying the knot made you feel like the whole world was falling apart. you acted like it was the fucking apocalypse. like it threatened to shatter the very foundations of human existence.
You. Had. To. Do. Something. RIGHT. NOW!
i mean, y'all were breathtaking -- jumping into your big-ass trucks and racing down to the polls to vote against gay marriage instead of going to your local soup kitchen or homeless shelter to lend a hand to the less fortunate. jesus approves, i am sure.
oh yes, i forgot. you also wanted to save the 'babies.' yes, there is a holocaust going on in america. every year millions of undifferentiated clumps of cells are removed from the bodies of ungrateful women who have the gall not to appreciate the miracle of an unwanted pregnancy -- who dare to think of themselves of anything other than vessels for carrying the sacred male's seed to fruition.
come on guys. what you really fear, deep down inside is that your mother secretly wanted to abort you. i suggest therapy. or you could simply abort your own inner child and be on with your pathetic little existence.
i love how you moral, god-fearing, baby-saving, pro-life motherfuckers can express such moving grief for the theoretical person contained in the sacred embryo, but not bat an eyelash at the mutilated corpses of actual babies and adults in iraq. it's 'all for the best.' just 'collatoral damage.' 'we're liberating them.' liberating them from what? from life under saddam, or just life itself? i've even heard some of you call for nuking the whole middle east to take care of 'the problem'. what problem? that fucked-up guerrilla war we got ourselves into? the one that's starting to take on the character of the soviet union's invasion of afghanistan over twenty years ago? you mean that problem?
and you think gays getting married is the end of the world. you sick fucking bastards. fuck you. fuck you all.
Friday, November 12, 2004
No, Not Anger
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yeah, they want marriage - because they want the legality to lock up their wives brains and bodies.
fuck them. they should have remembered they wanted to keep assault rifles legal before they started this shit.
I think you it right on the head when you say " nothing more than incoherent rage". Your writings are definitely incoherent, full of baseless crying about how the US isn't 1917 St. Petersburg. Next time you feel a big queef coming out, don't bother committing it to type.
I love how you've embraced the myth of the bigoted christian redneck. Krauthammer had it right:
"This is a way to assuage your moral vanity: You never lose because your ideas are sclerotic or your positions retrograde, but because your opponent appealed to the baser instincts of mankind. Whence comes this fable? With President Bush increasing his share of the vote among Hispanics, Jews, women (especially married women), Catholics, seniors and even African-Americans, on what does this victory-of-the-homophobic-evangelical rest?
There is more nonsense. George Bush increased his vote in 2004 over 2000 by an average of 3.1 percent nationwide. In Ohio the increase was 1 percent -- less than a third of the national average. In the 11 states in which the gay marriage referendums were held, Bush increased his vote by less than he did in the 39 states that did not have the referendum. The great anti-gay surge was pure fiction. And so once again they angrily claim the moral high ground, while standing in the ruins of yet another humiliating electoral defeat."
There's no way you'll change your mind, at least not for another 10 years or so, when you have an idea of how the world really works. You'll get your head out of the ass of whatever liberal arts OBGYN office pretending to be a college you attend. You'll learn to think for yourself instead regurgitating whatever hormonal propagandist is the flavor of the month. Then, and only then, will I have sex with you.
oh look, we hit the big time folks. we now have our very own little collection of trolls.
i guess that southern baptist church i attended in eastern kentucky during my childhood was just a figment of my imagination. i am experiencing a case of false memory when i recall all that endless talk about sluts, baby-murderers, and queers destroying the universe.
try to have sex with me asshole, and you'll soon find yourself missing the organ you need to do it. you ain't got no chance of fucking me. i'll be fucking *you* with the nearest broomstick.
ha ha ha! who *is* this clown?
someone who isn't very good at doing what howard stern does better,
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