Slouching Towards Oblivion

Sunday, December 06, 2015

'Tis The Season

The word 'reconciliation' pops into my fevered little noggin a lot this time of year, but right now it has to go beyond the usual "spiritual-ey" stuff about making a special effort to recognize the things I've done or said or tho't that I shouldn't, and the things I should've done or said or tho't that I didn't.

What it gets down to now is:  How do we reconcile a call for this country to be more Christian while demanding government policies that are anything but Christian?

Take in refugees who're trying to get free of the horrors of war and the bondage of poverty?  Fuck 'em - they might be terrorists.

People who don't like us because we're Christians have killed a bunch of us.  So "turn the other cheek"?  Fuck that - we will seek vengeance as if we've never even heard of this Jesus guy, much less his lessons of loving our enemies and forgiving those who trespass against us.

Drug testing for Welfare and SNAP recipients - even though it has a much greater and more damaging impact on the totally blameless kids of those very few parents who get caught? Pretty sure your Jesus had more regard for people than that.

Guys like John Fugelsang have been trying to point these things out for quite a while, Christians - when can we expect you to start answering the criticism?




And this next one doesn't have anything to do with Jesus really - even though (I just found out) there's lotsa "Christians" who think Jesus commanded the apostles to arm themselves, citing Luke 22:36.  I'd never heard such silliness, and of course it turns out the American Ammosexuals (like all the other hyper jagoff-ey god-knobbers in the whole fucking world), who always need some "higher" authority to rationalize their douchery are missing the whole fucking point, as Benjamin Corey explains.

And btw, how do you not reconcile that one?  How do you not see that your appeal to an ultimate authority is exactly the same as everybody else's appeal to their version of an ultimate authority?  

Anyway, if we all carry loaded guns at all times, the whole country gets really safe - but we'll have to insist that there be no loaded guns at the Gun Shows because we need to ensure the safety of our vendors and attendees.  
And we'll lock up all the weapons on all the military bases in the interest of safety for our service members.  
And you don't get to carry a loaded gun in a police station because safety is uppermost in our minds.
And no guns on airplanes for the safety of the flying public.  
And no guns at the football game for the safety of the fans. 
And no guns in the courtroom for the safety of the people there.  
And no guns at school for the safety of the kids and their teachers.
And no guns and no guns and no guns.

It's all outa sync.  Get this shit reconciled, and let's go to work.

Today's Winning Tweet



But this is USAmerica Inc, silly - you're not gonna get anywhere talkin' sense.

Saturday, December 05, 2015

Mazel Tov, Bitches



hat tip = Facebook buddy DR

Shopping Early

For that hard-to-shop-for got-it-all-anyway gal who's on everybody's list every year, how's about some clothing and accessories featuring skin, hair, nipples and even some puckered bungholes - all human, and all in the name of staying current and fashionable while doing something about over-population.  Let the wild rumpus begin!





hat tip = Mock Paper Scissors


(No - not really human.  C'mon, man)

Do More Than That

Anthony Jeselnik:



I don't have a problem with anybody praying.  

And I don't have a problem with anybody making fun of anybody for praying.

The problem I have is when we fall for the same old shit - again - by getting hung up bitchin' about people praying vs people bitchin' about people praying instead of concentrating on what's actually happened for about the 350th time in about 340 days just this year.

I got caught up in it too in the last coupla days.  I, of course, made some awesomely awesome points, but... fuck - never mind that.  Work the fucking problem.




At The End Of Bummernacht

On this, the first full day of Zappadan, let's give a close listen to Joe's Garage.

Headphones on, everybody - here we go. 


(that oughta keep ya busy for a few days trying to figure that shit out)