evil!

How evil are you?

stutter

i just realized that i just name-checked two brain-twisting books in two days. what can i say. my brain needs twisting.

it bears repeating

holy shit gender trouble is dense.

not a thing, but a probability of existing

i just started reading The Dancing Wu Li Masters, and i am fascinated. position or momentum, you make the call...

the god stick.

the number one reason i do not trust very many people who profess to be religious is because of the god stick. as in, i'm sick of being beaten with it. a lot of people use their religious beliefs to judge, shame, and harm other people, even if they claim they don't and even if their religion specifically forbids them to.

the rhetoric i hear reflects very badly on christians in particular. i don't think the talking heads and other loud mouths realize that there are people in this country whose only experience of the attitudes of the religious are through them. methinks the moderate, sane, intelligent, and honest religious folk would want to perhaps curb the nuts, if only for the sake of PR.

my opinion is, if you want me to respect your beliefs, you better respect my rights. and, news flash: i am not going to be your friend if your beliefs include some variation on the "your existence is an abomination and you're going to hell" theme.

i am not going to agree to disagree on my right to safely inhabit this planet. i only extend tolerance to people who are not trying, by word or deed, to annihilate me.

thanks for hating me, have a nice day

dear america,

i want to love you. really, i do. but you make it so hard.

you just don't respect me. you say you believe in tolerance, and justice, and freedom for all, but then i read such horrible things about you in the papers. they say you want to amend the constitution in favor of bigotry. they say you think god hates me. you gave that monkey in a suit the presidency, for crying out loud!

i'm so tired of waking up in the morning to the depressing reality of life with you. i'm sick of worrying that i'm going to find out you're something unfathomable, like a nazi, or an evangelical. i can't stomach listening to you lie to me, day after day, about how all of us are created equal, and how the terrorists hate us because we're free.

i work hard. i pay my taxes. i vote, for what it's worth. i try to stay informed about our issues, but i'm beginning to feel like you're just not trying. i'm beginning to think you just don't care about me.

i'm giving it my best shot, but one day i'm going to have to say "enough is enough." one of these days canada is going to start looking pretty cute.

yours, for now,
me.