Category Archives: WTF

God

It’s back to work today. Yesterday was spent mostly indoors, deleting hundred of jpg’s from my computer. Really a lot of pictures as well as deleting music files from iTunes. Do I really need Madonna? No, not at all. The Abyssinians? I love them, but no, they have to go as well. I have the cd’s and they were taking up space on the computer so they gotta go.

Last week I meant to post this: Greenville, SC -Stephen Moller, who murdered Sean William Kennedy on May 16th 2007, was sentenced June 11th to a 5 year suspended sentence to 3 years with 3 years probation after he gets out of jail. He will spend approx. 10 months in jail.

After which he is then entitled to parole. If granted he will be on probation for 3 years. He was also sentenced to 30 days community service and ordered to take anger management classes. In addition he was ordered to have alcohol and drug counseling.

This is what happened: On May 16, 2007, at about 3:45 am, Sean was leaving a local bar in Greenville when a car pulled up beside him, a young man got out of the car, came around the car approached my son and called him fagot and then punched him so hard that it broke his face bones, he fell back and hit the asphalt.

This resulted in his brain to be separated from his brain stem and ricochet in his head. Sean never had a chance. Sean’s killer got back into the car and left my son dying there. A little later he left a message on one of Sean’s girlfriend’s phone, who knew Sean saying: “You tell your fagot friend that when he wakes up he owes me $500 for my broken hand”.

10 months in jail for murdering a gay man.

Cut n’paste
http://www.seanslastwish.org/

Then yesterday in Knoxville TN, a psycho (who should have been stopped at pre-conception with two condoms) goes to a Unitarian Church which was putting on a musical, ‘Annie’ and starts shooting. Why? According to reports, ‘it has been confirmed that the Tennessee shooter unleashed on his victims because of the church’s liberal and gay views’.

The misbegotten jizz had ‘books’ by Sean Hannity, Michael Savage and Bill O’Reilly on his bookshelf. And if that’s not bad enough the fucking christian pieces of shit that comprise the right wing feel it was justified because it was Unitarian. Scumbags mainly claiming that since they weren’t of a particular denomination they were satanists. I wonder how many months the crazed gun-twat will get.

Cut n’paste
http://www.knoxnews.com/news/2008/jul/28/church-shooting-police-find-manifesto-suspects-car/
and also
http://www.pamshouseblend.com/showDiary.do?diaryId=6293

Newsweek magazine a week or so ago had an article on 14 year old Lawrence King who was murdered earlier this year by a fellow classmate, because Lawrence was out of the closet. Good old Newsweek basically blamed the victim Lawrence King for being out of the closet.

Cut n’paste
http://www.newsweek.com/id/147790

A principal at the school, an out lesbian supported Lawrence King and was smeared by Newsweek as promoting her ‘agenda’ through Lawrence King. This may disgust you but to a gay man like myself it makes me feel like if I was murdered, whomever did the foul deed could easily claim ‘gay panic’ saying that I had come onto them and thus justified in their actions.

Or they could just kill me because I am gay.

A fellow blogger, Blabbeando writes of “a friend had been assaulted on the streets of Queens in August of 2001 and subsequently passed away from the injuries a few days before 9/11. 35 year old Eddie Garzon had apparently been the victim of a brutal gay bashing.”

The star witness for the second trial has gone missing, thereby jeopardizing the chance that Eddie Garzon will find justice.

Cut n’paste
http://www.gaycitynews.com/site/news.cfm?newsid=19858038&BRD=2729&PAG=461&dept_id=568864&rfi=6

and

http://blabbeando.blogspot.com/2008/07/key-witness-vanishes-as-2nd-eddie.html

It’s just disgusting. And these are the murders that make it to the press (sometimes). A lot more don’t make it to the press. Transgendered men and women are assaulted constantly, and sometimes they too are killed.

From Blabbeando
cut n’paste
http://blabbeando.blogspot.com/2008/07/update-police-say-murder-of-transgender.html

Do the assailants act out of a primal fear? Is it because god tells them to? Because it’s an abomination, it says so in the bible and you know that dusty rag supposedly written by morons in the desert is claimed to be the word of god and if god says it’s ok, then it must be ok. Is it the fear of someone else’s ‘lifestyle choice’?

Stupid god. Stupid followers. Stupid people. Douche bags I renounce thee. I used to hope that they would evolve, but now, fuck them. Stay where you are, do not evolve. Fester and rot.

Effeminate men and butch women are some of the bravest people out there today. They are heroes.

Heaven on Their Minds

On this day in 1992, the Roman Catholic Church’s Congregation for the Doctrine of the Faith issues a letter to American bishops stating that the homosexual condition is disordered and homosexual activity should not be condoned, that the homosexual inclination is itself intrinsically disordered, and homosexual acts can “in no case…be approved of.”

Yes listen to the child molesters in their gold palaces wearing gowns and taking orders from a former Hitler Youth evil queen in Prada shoes. I wanted to be a priest at some point in my life. I thought I had the calling but I think it turned out to be a wrong number.

I was raised in the catholic church. My father was a member of the Holy Name Society and my mother was in the Rosary Society. I used to go to Novenas with my mother, just to get out of the house and also to witness the mystery of the mass. I loved the whole pageantry, the stations of the cross, Advent, even the Lenten season.

I was taught by nuns at St. Francis de Sales and I was also beaten by nuns. I was always interested in mythology and though I didn’t realize it then, the things I was saying and hearing at Mass were just a different mythology from Greek/Roman/Norse mythology, and those stories were more entertaining than the christian stories.

I loved the stories, but actually I liked the movies based on the stories. King of Kings, The Ten Commandments, The Robe. I was confirmed as a soldier of Christ, taking the confirmation name of Matthew since my original confirmation name of Joshua was deemed too Jewish by my parents.

I studied the hundred of questions, memorized them since the word was during the confirmation mass, if the bishop asked you one of the questions and you didn’t answer correctly, he would slap you. I learned that anyone could baptize in an emergency, all you needed was water and some holy words. That seemed cool and I kept an eye out for a while, for people who looked like they were about to die unbaptized. Oh how I wanted to baptize someone.

There were different feast days celebrated, singing ‘Oh Mary we crown thee with blossoms today/Queen of the angels/Queen of the May’ in May since that was Mary’s month.

In fifth grade the priests came around to my class and asked the boys who wanted to be altar boys. All the boys raised their hands except for me. I knew better. Both my brothers were altar boys and from what I gathered it was more a pain in the ass than anything.

I didn’t want to get up early on a Sunday morning to do the 6:00AM mass. No way. Plus I had seen my mother ironing the cassocks that my brothers had to wear and I felt she needed some time away from all that. Most of the boys dropped out of the altar boy program eventually.

I recall reading the book of the movie, The Omen which scared me quite a bit. Enough that I insisted that my mother take me to confession right away. She drove me to the closest church, Sacred Heart, aka Jesus in a glass elevator.

We made it in time for a Saturday night confession. I went in first saying the same thing I always said, Bless me father for I have sinned. It has been three weeks since my last confession I have lied, I have cursed and plotted to take over the world.

Three Hail Mary’s, three Glory Be’s and three Our Fathers and I was redeemed. My mother who also confessed, told the priest that I insisted on going to confession right away. The priest was impressed. On the way home my mother asked why I felt it was so important and I told her it was from reading The Omen. She was disappointed. I was happy to be saved from the clutches of the satanic toddler named Damian.

As time went on I started to get tired of hearing the same stories year after year and began to resent the intrusion of the church in my day to day life. I had graduated from a catholic grammar school to a catholic high school where none of the boys were interested in much of anything except heavy metal and drugs. I don’t even think girls mattered to them. I know they didn’t matter to me.

The beginning of the end of my catholic childhood came in sophmore year, when we had to write term papers on different religions. I was assigned the Lutheran faith. I found myself agreeing with some of the things Martin Luther had said, the church being corrupt and how you don’t need a priest to be able to talk to god.

Then with my sexuality placing me in an undesirable camp for the Holy Roman Apostolic church I knew it was over. I never looked back.

9/11 moved me from the agnostic camp to the atheist camp, when I realized that religion divides and causes a lot of pain and suffering and it simply wasn’t worth my time. Now the whole idea of religion annoys me.

Last night’s storm