Monday, November 08, 2004

What Now?

Well, I suppose I’m in shock. Actually, I saw it coming, so I can’t really say I’m shocked. Maybe I’ve caught a nasty case of apathy from drinking too much tap water.
How many times can one person lose their faith in humanity? I’m going to start putting notches on my voter’s registration card so I can keep track.

Moral majority? Who assigned that fucking pompous title? That pisses me off. How are they morally superior? Is it because they are against experimenting on human embryos? How do they explain supporting a war-for-the-hell-of-it, where thousands of Iraqi babies (NOT EVEN EMBRYOS ANYMORE!) are being toasted by coalition munitions?

How can they call abortion murder, and then vote for a sadistic fuck who, while sitting in his comfy governor’s chair, set the record for most executions performed ever, under his watch? I wonder if the fucking moral majority has actually read Exodus (a book in their holiest of holy books) the sixth commandment of the perfect ten says “you shall not murder”. It doesn’t say you get to pick and chose who’s worthy to live. It also says somewhere in that book that all sin is the same. God is supposed to be just as pissed at you if you shoot a retarded preschooler in the head for no good reason, as he would be for you lying to your girlfriend about how many chicks you boned.

Someone please explain to me how they are the moral majority. I just don’t get it.

Why is it so important to them to make laws to ensure that I will never be able to marry the one I love, simply because she wasn’t born with a penis? Why is it perfectly acceptable for a man and a woman who don't even know each other’s last names to have Elvis marry them on the way home from the casino, but two men who have been faithful to each other for 20 years have no right to civil marriage?
If I have kids, how am I going to explain this to them?

Why is it more important to make sure that these homos never defile the "sanctity of marriage", than the lives of hundreds of thousands of people who are sick or injured, and just have to fucking suck it up because they can’t get Wal-Mart (or whoever they work for) to give them access to health care?

I am not an expert, being a Sunday school drop-out and all, but what I remember is that Jesus loved everyone! Even the hooker! Jesus loved the hooker, and did his damndest to make sure that the poor lepers and crippled children could be healed.

They call themselves Christians. The literal meaning of the word “Christian” is “Christ-like”.
It just seems wrong to compare oneself to thine own messiah.

I am obviously pro-choice. I am obviously gay. I am obviously not a Bush fan. I obviously use the word "fuck" more than a preacher's daughter on prom night. Am I immoral? I’m not going to sit here and list my morals, but if you ask anyone who knows me, they will tell you that if they needed a few pints of A+ blood, bone marrow, or help moving during a blizzard, that I would be there. I think it’s more important to love your brother than to spend time and energy making sure he will never be your equal.

No, I’m not apathetic. No, I’m not in shock.

I’m in mourning.

(Maybe it’s just PMS, but I have been bawling like Limbaugh going through Oxycontin withdrawals since November 2nd.)

They are always talking about faith. “Faith based initiatives”, “bring back the faith”…
What the fuck do they have faith in? In Dubbya? In God? Do they really think they have the holy fucking rubber stamp of approval?

I had faith once. I had faith in humanity.
Until last week I believed that most people would help a stranger in need, and expect nothing in return. I believed that most people were good… I had faith that people would see what’s wrong with this country and make it right.
We had our chance and we blew it.
We blew it, and now what?

We’ve got a drunken frat boy at the wheel on an icy road and no state trooper in sight.

Maybe we’ll get lucky and crash into a tree.

I don't know about you, but as soon as the bitch slows to 15MPH, I'm going to tuck-and-roll and make a mad dash for the Canadian border.