kill all my demons and my angels might die too
Few people manage to defy logic as often and as spectacular as Limbaugh does.
… I learned early on that most debates on this question are vapid or worse, since what we are discussing is not a form of sex, or not only a form of sex, but a form of love. As such, it must command respect.
– Christopher Hitchens
Someone I know wrote ”… any think you can dream!!! and free staff.” I say to them ‘I beat thee with the free staff for the massacre you’ve inflicted on your mother tongue.’ Furthermore, I feel no guilt for beating you with the said staff. You’ve given me the tools, and the reasons too.
Had a squabble with a priest today, right on church ground. I’m certain he never did recover from the shock of my not addressing him as father, and was slightly disappointed he did not try and call me “my child,” for which instance I’ve prepared words of condemnation ahead of time. (These terms are much more common in the Polish language than the English.)
The polish RC church does not follow Vatican protocol and demands witnesses for apostasy. I knew that ahead of time, and was well prepared. The priest however mumbled something about needing to bring in a higher priest from out of the city.
“All this difficulty? It was easy getting in, wasn’t it? Why do you put barriers up on exit?” (The universal answer being “it’s a money and greed thing.”)
“It wasn’t easy getting in” he replied.
“Getting me signed up in here was someone else’s mistake, one I’m here to rectify.”
Thursday I am going back, with two options for the church:
You cross me out of your evil book of baptisms, and confirm my apostasy, and I let you be – I don’t believe in God, in none. If however you continue with the guerilla tactics on my apostasy, here is a message for you:
I’ve the means to take this all the way up the EU courts. Your filthy behaviour in trying to discourage people from leaving your sick organisation will cost you significantly more than you are getting on my account from Poland’s corrupt Government. I speak fluent German, English and Polish – I will take care of everything with greater agility than that with which your organisation robs people.
Let me leave now, don’t make me come back here again to serve you with papers of much more inconvenient nature. And just to be clear, at this point I will be happy with what ever path you choose. I will be happy forgetting about you and your kind with the signing of my apostasy, but just as eager for you to give me that one last reason to take you on full force and pave the way for others less determined to leave here for good. So help you your sick, sick God, amen.
Wear your seat belts.
Preach. Yell. Force. Convince.
Now, silence. Quiet.
Just watch.
Exactly my sentiment, from someone who’s seen and studied the problem face to face.
“Let me clarify that point: it is an utter and complete failure [the war on drugs] – we cannot win the war an drugs. We have 20, 30 years of experience south of the border to illustrate that we cannot arrest our way through the problem. The drug war prohibition has created a lucrative underground economy for illicit drugs, and until we begin to look at that public policy measure called the war on drugs, we will never get on top of the gang situation or the drug trade.”
– Michael Chettleburgh
[Strictly addressing the native English speakers, the people who really have no excuse - the group which despite its advantage is in general the worst in their attempts to communicate.]
“You know what I mean!” you say. Usually, yes – but only after reading the sentence three or four times and putting in twice the thought into deciphering its meaning as you did when you went at it chimp-style by striking random keyboard keys.
Hey, I know – let’s all just grunt at each other. You’ll know what I mean!
Dedicating this song to those in Vancouver, those that knew right from wrong, and consequently put themselves in harm’s way to protect the city and its people during the riots.
New Rule: Just because I can see somebody else’s point of view does not mean I sympathise with them, condone their behaviour, endorse them, and for that extra idiot point you’ve been going for: fuck them. Get over it.
