Nobody cares.
Nobody cares what you think.
Nobody cares how you’re doing.
Then you die.
Aaaaand I’m back!
Hey kiddies. Long time no post. Seems I’ve sort of neglected this. I think at one point I had an audience of as many as 20 people. I’m pretty sure we’re back to zero now. A lot has happened. To all of us. When I started this blog it was many many years ago. I was married, I had two kids, and my wife was going slowly insane. We still don’t know exactly what is wrong with her, but I have a few amateur armchair suspicions. What’s important is after a long drawn out legal battle in a justice system that is skewed against dads and, in particular, atheists, I divorced my wife and eventually got residential custody of my kids. My kids went through hell and there was nothing I could do to stop it. They’re both grown adults now, and I think they turned out pretty well despite everything. And by everything I don’t just mean their mom. I made plenty of mistakes myself. The difference is that I own my mistakes. Anyway… rambling again.
Another impetus for this blog was the trauma of leaving a religious cult. Those folks fuck with your mind, and I spent a lot of years sorting through who I was and what I believed. As part of my recovery I took a class in Logic and Critical Thinking and it was the single best thing I ever did for myself, although it changed my life irreversibly. I’m now an atheist, a science enthusiast, and (by American standards) a crazy ass whacked out deranged libtard. That’s American for “I care about people I don’t know.”
I sorted through a lot of things on this platform. Actually, it was another platform and it’s been so long now I don’t even remember what it was. But it had an orange logo. I imported everything here. That’s probably about the time I lost the handful of followers my blog had at the time. Sometime around then Facebook and Twitter became the bright shiny new thing. I started tweeting. A lot. Don’t go looking for it, that account is gone. When Elon Musk went full on far right psycho I deleted the account. I don’t really have a social media presence left. Not as Dr. Cowboy anyway. But while I was doing the incessant tweeting thing, broadcasting every stupid thought that popped into my head out into the interwebs, I stopped blogging. I got married again. This time to someone with mental conditions that range in the two digit range (e.g. she was diagnosed with more than 10), none of which I knew about when I took those vows. So that was fun. I learned all about narcissistic personality disorder. And antisocial personality disorder. And a few others. I popped back in for one more blog post in 2019 in the middle of that shitstorm. I don’t think anybody read it. I doubt anybody will read this either. The blog has always been for me, with the rest of you invited along for the journey. I’ll probably keep exploring all of those topics, because the trauma from all of them still lives in my head. I’m still working through all of it. And now, we have orange Jesus in the white house. And every trigger I’ve accumulated over the last 2 1/2 decades is being triggered again. We’re gonna explore that too. I’m gonna have a hard time getting through the insanity that’s coming our way. Hopefully we can get through this together.
We’ve had quite the journey, y’all. Where do we go from here? Well, the country decided to elect an over the top narcissist with apparent dementia and a felony fraud conviction and a history of insurrection and stealing classified documents. Because why the fuck not? What’s the worst that can happen? Well we’re finding out day by day. We’re only a couple of weeks into the second term and the shit is flying fast and furious. I’m not going to be able to keep up with that, so don’t look to me as a news source. Plenty of others are doing that already. I’m here for us regular types who didn’t drink the orange koolaid, and are trying to keep our sanity intact while deciding what to do. When we studied Nazi Germany in school some of us wondered, or perhaps even asked by the teacher, “what would you do if you lived through that?” I think we can say for certain now that most of us gave a bullshit answer. Most of us should have said “not a goddamned fucking thing.” I don’t want to be that one. I intend to resist. I intend to keep people safe. I intend to be the person who hid Anne Frank, not the one who turned her in. Although sometimes I wonder if I’m not in danger of being Anne Frank. Let’s hope it doesn’t get there, but folks, we can’t assume anything yet. We’ve got at least four years of this shit to get through. One hopes our form of government holds long enough to retain elections for that long. That’s not what happened in Germany. Or Russia. I mean, technically Russia still has elections, but… c’mon. We all know, Vladimir.
So once again I need this outlet. I have no idea where we’re going. Let’s start finding out.
Healing From Narcissistic Emotional Abuse For Men Part 1
Dearly beloved are you listening?
It’s 5 in the morning. I’m not up early, I’m up late. Once again, I can’t sleep. Some nights I sleep like a rock. Some nights I wake up every hour or two. Some nights I don’t sleep at all. This is one of the latter kind. My mind just won’t shut the fuck up. It just won’t.
Chances are you found your way to the post because drumroll you’ve recently been in an emotionally abusive relationship with a narcissist (why is that word so fucking hard to spell?). I’m so smart, see how I guessed that? Surprise, I have too. That’s why (surprise!) I’m writing this post.
You may have noticed something oddly different about this post than other posts, links, books, YouTube videos, etc. etc. that you may have run across in your search for emotional validation: the words FOR MEN. Odds are, you’re not. In my journey that’s the first thing I discovered, almost all victims of emotional abuse by narcissists are women. This can be a little problematic if, say, you’re not a woman. I’ve already become fairly frustrated with my search for self-actualization. The first audiobook I purchased on the subject was late last night. I downloaded it and set it to play on my tablet. Being aware of the skewed gender distribution of narcissists and their victims, I tried to find one that was at least somewhat gender neutral. That’s not all that easy. So many have taglines along the lines of “is he a narcissist?” “thousands of women have found hope in this book” etc. etc. I thought I found one so I dropped some much needed cash on my recovery and started listening with the intention of drifting off to sleep after finding some comfort. I quickly became frustrated as the book talked about narcissists and their victims in VERY gender specific terms. Rather than finding healing I’m finding my self-doubt growing. I’m a man. Am I really the narcissist? Was she right all along? I’m I really to blame for everything?
So finding my anxiety heightened rather than assuaged I went back to searching for books that were, perhaps, gender specific but in the other direction: Empathetic men victimized by narcissistic women.
Nada. Zip. Zilch. Zero. Bupkis.
Apparently society is simply under the impression that all men are the same and none of us have any kind of emotional vulnerability. I’m here to tell you that’s bullshit. Highly sensitive men might be a minority but we definitely exist. I know a few who just happen to not be me. So here I am, sleep deprived, anxiety plagued, depressed, and in desperate need of attention to hygiene to say “This shit happened to me too.” That is not to say that if you’re a woman you might not find some value in my writing, but I’m writing this for me. This blog has always been by me for me. I’ve never had a large following at any point. I think at one point I might have had twenty or so regular readers, but in checking my blog stats this morning on my blog that hasn’t seen a post since 2016, my blog had a grand total of two hits for 2019. I’m pretty sure they were both me. That said, if this helps you nobody will be more excited than me. Follow along. Maybe we’ll find some peace together. First, a little background on me, just in case anybody who isn’t me reads it.
The space that’s in between insane and insecure
First of all, I use profanity. A lot. If that makes you uncomfortable, you’re on the wrong blog.
My name is Dr. David Grey. No it isn’t, but that’s not important. It is to you. What am I a doctor of? I’m not. It’s a fake degree. I printed it off from an unaccredited diploma mill years ago to make a point about how worthless degrees from unaccredited institutions are. I know a few “experts” spreading around woo (a term that means bullshit) with “Dr.” prefixed on their name. A little digging shows that their degrees are worth about as much as mine. Hence, I’m a doctor. Strictly speaking my doctorate is intelligent design or some bullshit like that. If I find the PDF with my degree I’ll be happy to post it.
I’m a musician. That’s the label that describes me the most completely. Music is my love, my sanctuary, my therapy, and my life’s blood. I started playing the violin at age four. I was concertmaster for all of junior high and always in some kind of titled seat through high school. I won the solo competition with my high school orchestra, played in the the local youth symphony, and went to music camp every summer. I went to college on a double scholarship for violin and French horn (picked that one up in 6th grade or so). My college professor destroyed my wrists and ended what was once a promising career. I washed out of college shortly after.
I got married in my early 20s. I fucked around and did a lot of nothing. I went to community college half assed and worked crap jobs. This went until around age 29 or so when my wife got involved in a religious cult. I was indoctrinated shortly after. After a bit more than a year of psychological abuse I left the cult. I went through that clusterfuck by myself. Nobody knew what I was going through, and my wife was still in the cult. I pulled myself through that crap alone, and I’m proud of that. It was fucking hell.
About a year later, as I was getting ready to divorce my wife because I had no intention of having children with her and having them be raised in a religious cult, my wife surprisingly left. Excited at what looked like the restoration of my marriage, we had our first child some nine months later. i cleaned my act up and got a computer science degree and began working as a software developer. Far from being the restoration of my marriage, it proved to be it’s undoing.
My first wife apparently succumbed to some form of mental illness. It was difficult to spot at first, but ten years later it was undeniable. I’m not a psychiatrist so I can’t say what it is with any certainty, but from what I’ve learned it bears a lot of resemblance to schizophrenia. Who knows. The short version is ugly divorce, custody battle, lots of mental trauma for all involved, financial ruin, foreclosure, therapy, and eventually me and my boys were more or less ok. She ran off to Texas or something. Nobody knows where she is now.
Somewhere along the line, circa 2008 or so, I realized I was an atheist. Religion had done so much damage to me that not only that but I had a really long angry period where I was a full on anti-theist. A lot of that is chronicled on this blog. Then, blogwise, I disappeared around 2016 or so. The parts you missed were, after a few more bad relationships, I thought I found the one™. There’s no explaining this. For some reason I became enamored of a highly religious Republican voting abortion protesting blonde bombshell. We married last June, she left me about a week ago. And now we’re all caught up.
Nobody’s perfect and I stand accused
I’m not going to tell my story in chronological order. I don’t need to, I lived it. I’m going to go over the parts that matter in the order my stream of consciousness puts them on this page. Like most people I’ve been spending a lot of time trying to put the pieces together to figure out what happened. So little of it made sense. No conflict is entirely one sided. I know I fucked a lot of things up. The narcissist always tries to put the blame on you, and that’s what she’s been doing. It’s a form of gaslighting, and it’s painfully effective if you’re highly sensitive. This is where a lot of the pain and confusion for me comes from: the inclination I already had to blame myself for everything. When the other side is also blaming you for everything, it spirals out of control.
Since things really went to shit about a month ago, a lot of people who have known her a lot longer than I have have reached out to me and given me a lot of info I didn’t have before; things that really would have been helpful to know before saying “I do”. But last night a good friend said a word to me that really kind of hit everything home for me: Narcissist.
It hadn’t really occurred to me that she was a narcissist, but with that word locked in place so much of it begins to make sense now. The thought had crossed my mind, and I even looked up the symptoms of narcissism previously, but she didn’t seem to match enough of the signs to convince me. A total lack of empathy sure, but not all the signs matched in my mind. So I kept that to myself and filed away. I never said the N-word to anybody, but unsolicited they said it to me last night. Once I knew that other people saw her a narcissistic, I knew I wasn’t crazy for thinking that. The unbearable pain, the out of control crying, the binge drinking, the chain smoking, all signs of the emotional abuse I’ve gone through. I hesitate at that word, abuse. It makes it sound so intentional. I don’t think it was. I don’t think she knows why she behaves the way she does. Certainly if you approach her with concerns about her behavior it immediately sets her into a rage. It’s like there’s some kind of demon deep inside her head that hits the panic button as soon as anybody tries to help her.
I think I’m going to wrap this post up at this point. It’s obviously going to be a multi-parter. I have no idea how many parts there will be. This is a journey. This is about me trying to find my way back to normalcy, to learn to love myself again, to recover and function from the complete and total devastation I feel. Only in the last few days have I even been able to function at all. Every day I’m a little more productive. I’m getting there.
Why I’m Voting for Bernie Sanders in 2016
Anybody who’s read a fucking thing I’ve written knows that Republicans scare 
the shit out of me these days. They pretty much lost their shit back in 2008 when the scary black man took office.
It was an amazing moment in 2008 when Barack Obama won the election for President of the United States. For the record I did not vote for him because of the color of his skin. I don’t care if he was black, white, purple, green and dirty yellow polka dot, a woman, a man, a 3 foot tall midget, a giant blue alien, a platypus, or a former stripper named Candy. I voted for him because he was the best candidate available.
I followed a debate between John McCain, Hillary Clinton, and Barack Obama. The question came up (Iraq was still a thing then) would you use small tactical nuclear weapons in 
combat. Hillary and McCain both said yes, and only Obama said no. He won my vote at that very moment. It had nothing to do with the color of his skin and what the very first black president might mean for a country that still had fucking confederate flags flying over several state capitals. It had everything to do with his positions and his views. I actually mildly liked John McCain prior to his run for president, and this was before he got Holly GoWhiteTrash for a running mate. Over the course of the election, of course, he abandoned every principle he ever had and totally started sucking the RNC’s tiny little old white man penis.
Prior to 2009, I could have still brought myself to vote for a Republican, given that they weren’t a total whack job. John McCain, prior to about 2008 seemed to fit that bill. Sadly, he’s a joke now. The maverick that opened his asshole for the RNC to drill. Sarah Palin… where the fuck do I start? The entire RNC seems to have remodeled themselves after the former beauty queen redneck half term governor of Alaska who can’t seem to form a coherent sentence without a teleprompter.
I can follow scripts really well!
Palin, of course, sealed the deal. A bumbling indecisive vice president like Dan Quale to fill out a presidency is one thing (not necessarily a good thing) but this is totally something else. A complete neocon brain dead extremist who apparently can write entire books without having actually ever read one (shuh, right). McCain was out, permanently.
But back to 2008. I did appreciate what Obama’s election meant for this country. I empathized with the pictures of African Americans crying with joy. Who wouldn’t? It’s a major major step. A black man, a member of the single most maligned ethnic group in this country to this date, was elected to the most powerful office of the most powerful country in the entire world.
That’s kind of a big deal.
If there were no difference between McCain and Obama, I probably still would have voted for him for that reason alone. But there was a difference, and it’s an important one. Bush dragged us into the black mires of war twice. The media for the most part protected us from the horrors Bush was inflicting on our servicemen and the countries of the middle east, so most of us soft cushy fat armchair pundits back here in the states could go “WOOT WOOT GO ‘MURICA BLOW THEM FREEDOM HATING BASTARDS TO HELL” without having to see the ugliness of war up close. They didn’t have to see dead soldier after dead soldier coming back, or even worse, the wounded who survived. We just didn’t even have to fucking see it.
You know, I can’t think of a single fascist regime where they let the public see the horrors of the wars they fight. Interesting…
So of course, after selling the average conservative voter on the benefits of war and how it makes America fucking awesome, McCain declared that he would declare on the rest of the world we weren’t already fighting. Starting with motherfucking Iran. Why Iran? Because. We already don’t like brown people, let’s blow up some more right next door the the ones we’re already blowing up. Seems legit, eh?
I don’t want more wars. I don’t want any more dead bodies coming home. War is a last resort, not a hammer that fixes every problem. There are times when we have to go to war. We haven’t had a good reason since the 1940s, yet we’ve been in some kind of conflict somewhere in the world every single year since the 1960s. Enough. I couldn’t bring myself to vote for a man who had a major hardon for yet another war we didn’t need, white trash extremist running mate or not.
So here we are back in 2015, looking down the barrel of another presidential election. Every single Republican running is a pro-Plutocracy pro-Theocracy right wing extremist puppet. I’m not even going to address them here. The RNC ran off the rails as soon as we had the audacity to put a non rich old white man in the office. They’re fucked, as far as I’m concerned, and I’ll be happy if we never elect another.
So what’s left? Well, Hillary is back.
Well, it appears that her disturbing similarity to McCain policy wise seems to be resurfacing. Let’s be honest, in ANY European country Obama would be considered a moderate conservative and most likely so would I. The Republicans aren’t conservative, they’re right wing extremists now. So Obama is already mildly to the right of center. Hillary, not so mildly. She’s not a progressive by any stretch of the imagination. She’s remarkably similar to the actual policies of the Republicans, sans the crazy Theocracy talking points. She clearly rode her husband’s coattails to success and built a name for herself from there. She didn’t build herself up from nothing like Obama did. She part of the establishment and I don’t trust her. I would vote for Elisabeth Warren in a heartbeat, but she refuses to run. So my choices are pseudo Republican Hillary Clinton and crazy Republican WhoeverTheFuckActuallyRuns. I mean, Hillary is just who the democrats will run, right? It’s her turn. She’s waited long enough. She’s in the special category of people who actually have a shot. Unlike this guy….
Wow, I’m really not excited about this election.
Wait, what’s this? There’s a new contender? Oh shit, this crazy old man is going to split the Democrat vote and let another TheoPlutocrat into the White House! We’re DOOOOOOMMED!!!!
HOLY FUCK! He…. says things that make sense. He actually represents views I support. He…. WOULD BE AN AWESOME FUCKING PRESIDENT!
But I’m torn… What if he does split the vote? What if he does let Ted Motherfucking Cruz into the White House?
But… but… Aw fuck it.
The two party system has always pissed me off. Vote for this big party candidate or that one. No other choice is viable. Fuck that. Let’s flip both parties the fucking bird this time. Let’s vote a real fucking progressive in for once. Let’s catch the fuck up with the rest of the world and leave this dumbass fuck ourselves in the ass mindset behind. I’m voting for this guy, consequences be damned. This is the man who represents my beliefs on every level. This is the man who just might save our country from the Roman demise it’s rapidly rushing towards.
To be fair though, that’s easy for me to say. I’m from motherfucking Kansas. Kansas’s electoral votes are going to go for whatever dumbass fucknuts corporate moral mojority puppet the Republicans run. It wouldn’t make any difference if I wrote my own goddamn name in in 2016. But I’ll know I did the right thing whether it makes a difference or not.
Fist Of Jesus!
This is quite possibly the most awesome thing I’ve ever seen.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GuKV2Z3eYTY
God’s Not Dead II: Electric Boogaloo
So according to The Friendly Atheist, God’s not dead is getting a sequel. That’s right, a motherfucking sequel.
I find this hilarious. Apparently people are hungry for atheist stereotype poor logic defense of irrational beliefs. Go at it then. At the end of the post, Hemant issued a challenge to commenters:
So let’s have a contest! In the comment section, leave your idea for what the plot of God’s Not Dead 2 will look like. I’ll pick a winner at random in a few days and you’ll receive a free shirt from Hypatia, Ltd., a new company started by an ex-Muslim. 10% of all sales from now through the end of the year will go to the Malala Fund.
Challenge accepted.
I posted the following proposal for the plot of God’s Not Dead II:
God’s Not Dead II: Electric Boogaloo.
A hell hound defiles Kevin Sorbo’s grave, and he returns to unholy life. Filled with atheist rage, he assumes commands over all of the world’s governments and passes a law that all citizens must be tattooed with the number 666 to show property citizenship. All Christians mysteriously disappear before the holocaust begins. Except for our hero, the recent college graduate, who must don the mantle of warrior once again and battle his way through hordes of satanic zombies to get to the source of evil, the anti-christ Kevin Sorbo and pave the way for the second coming of Jesus. To be continued…
Seriously, is that not the most fucking awesome Christian movie plot ever??? Apocalypse? Zombies? Massacres? Giant presses filled with people squishing the blood out of them? Explosions? Total Michael Bay shit! Go vote for me right the fuck now. I need more T-shirts and shit.
This? Again?
So this happened:
(I’m having a little trouble with the link in my blogging software, so I’ll post it here just in case it goes horribly wrong).
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WNl_1gQqrWI
First of all, I like Russell Brand. I do. I don’t exactly think he’s any kind of bastion of intellectual thought, but his heart is in the right place. But here, like with Ben Affleck, he’s adopted this mainline liberal idea that Muslims are this big giant group of peace loving hippies and there’s just a couple of bad apples who run around blowing up buildings trying to make Islam look bad.
So I find my self in the uncomfortable position of actually agreeing with Fox News. Yes, they got something right. There are scores of human rights abuses in Islamic countries ruled by Sharia Law. However, Fox is right but for the wrong reasons, and they get the point wrong as usual.
You see, Fox has an agenda. They target a Christian conservative audience and play on their fears to increase viewership. To a conservative Christians, Muslims are fuckin’ scary. We sort of ran out of bad guys with the fall of the (godless communist) Soviet Union in the early 90s, and 9/11 gave us a new one: Muslims!
In this case, the facts fit Fox’s narrative beautifully, as long as you don’t back up and look at the bigger picture. The Quran does endorse subjugation of women. It does call for killing infidels and apostates. Fox says that you can be killed for “sins” but it’s actually a bit more specific than that. Only certain sins will merit the death penalty, and leaving Islam is right up there. I can only assume they dodge that one because *gasp!* it makes atheists look persecuted. Fox hates atheists too, so they can’t go there. But back up a little, take the 40,000 foot view, and you can say that Islam commands death for the commission of (certain) sins. See how easy it was to twist that little fact to fit a narrative?
So lets take Brand’s claims into account here. There’s 1.5 billion Muslims in the world, and the vast majority of them aren’t running around blowing up buildings. Yes, true. But Fox was actually talking about human rights abuses, and these occur at an alarming rate in many Muslim theocracies. The problem, of course, is more complex than anything that can be summed up in a simple sentence and plastered on a picture of Morgan Freeman for circulation around the internet.
What Fox is missing is the fact that any criticism that can be leveled against Islam can also (and should be) leveled against Christianity. Christianity had Theocracies with human rights abuses a while ago too. We call them the dark ages now. Islam is currently in it’s own dark age.
You see, the problem isn’t Islam, it’s Theocracies. It’s following bronze age religions in the information age. But you have to love the irony of Fox News decrying a Theocracy, considering how much time they’ve spent suggesting that we become one.
Liberal Pseudo-Intellectual Arrogant Shitheads
In case you’ve been living under a rock, you may have missed the little spat between Bill Maher, Sam Harris, Reza Aslan, and Ben Affleck.
That’s right. Ben. Fucking. Affleck. Because his opinion is somehow important.
So let’s recap to bring you up to speed.
First this happened:
Just in case you didn’t take the time to watch those (or they’ve been taken down since I posted this) I’ll recap:
Bill Maher: You liberals who defend Islam suck. Islam is bad. Rih rih bad. They kill you n shit. Liberals who don’t speak out against the violence of Islam suck.
Reza Aslan: Oh no you didn’t! Bill Maher is wrong because he’s dumb. I’m smart. Listen to me. Islam fucking rulez, beeches! BTW I’m smart and he’s dumb!
(Spoiler alert: that’s called the ad hominem attack and is a way for pseudo-intellectual assholes to assert their superiority without actually making good factually based arguments. I kinda hate that shit)
Bill Maher: Huh? Islam kills you n shit for not being Islamic. Or leaving Islam. Or drawing Muhammad. Or basically doing fucking anything that isn’t sucking Allah’s imaginary motherfucking dick.
Ben Affleck: Whatever. Islam is awesome.
Bill Maher: WTF? Here’s some facts. They’ll fucking kill your ass!
Ben Affleck: Whatever you motherfucking racist!
Bill Maher: Racist? Islam isn’t a race, it’s a motherfucking religion, bitches! WTF are you talking about?
Ben Affleck: I’m right because I’M MOTHERFUCKING BEN AFFLECK BITCHES!
Bill Maher: But… but… facts?
Ben Affleck: FUCK YOUR FACTS BITCH! I’M MOTHERFUCKING BEN FUCKING AFFLECK AND I SAY ISLAM IS FUCKING GREAT N SHIT! MEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!! COME SUCK IT BITCH!!!!
Sam Harris: Ok, I’ll concede this one point to you…
Ben Affleck: FUCK YOU BITCH! WHO’S YOU DADDY?!? ME!!! I’M YOU MOTHERFUCKING DADDY! CUZ I DID UR MOM! LIKE THIS!! OOOOOH YEAH!!! SMACK THAT ASS BABY!!! WOOOOO!!!!!
Okay, full disclosure: I’m drinking while I write this, so my synopsis of the exchange might be slightly off, but I think I got the general gist of it. Basically I’m the Mr. Cranky of the liberal atheist blogosphere. Except people actually read Mr. Cranky.
So as you might have surmised, I have a slight problem with this. I’ll give you the right answer in advance: Bill Maher was right.
It goes like this. When you say “black people be like” you’re a fucking racist. There’s no African-American manual where you can glean what they think from. They’re people. If you generalize them, you’re a bigot. End of story.
When you say “White people be like” you’re the same fucking thing. To get to the point slightly faster, you can put any race or gender in there and you get the same thing. Bigot.
But religion is different. When you criticize Christians, they have a manual. They’re more than happy to wave it in your face and quote from it. They get pissed off if you know more about it than they do and point out the bad parts. But some of them actually read the bad parts, and dutifully try to apply them. We call those assholes extremists. Islam is the same. You’ll find plenty of “moderate” Muslims who don’t go killing atheists or Christians or former Muslims or beheading cartoonists or filmmakers who have the audacity to tell the stories of abuse from the Muslim world, but they’re not exactly speaking up either. And the bad shit is in their holy book too, same as the extremists. So you can paint Muslims and Christians (and most other religions) with the same brush, because they actually have a source they’re getting this shit from. And we can go right to the source and criticize it, and we should, because there’s a lot of bad shit in there.
You see, the difference is that religion is an idea, not a set of physical attributes. And as an idea, like any human idea, it is open to criticism. And it should be. Religion is a terrible idea.
I’ve never identified myself as a liberal, even though most people consider me to be so. Most of my political leanings are to the left, because I believe that people are more important than things. That’s right, you don’t have to have a holy book to think morally like that. But these pseudo intellectual shitheads like Affleck and Aslan piss me right the fuck off. They’re liberal because they think it’s cool. They don’t give a fuck about facts, they take whatever they think they’re supposed to think and run with it.
Fuck that shit. Islam deserves criticism.
Michael Patrick Leahy in plain English
You may have heard about the recent flap over the Coca Cola commercial that so enraged the right wing ideologues. Of particular interest was a blog post by Michael Patrick Leahy (at Breitbart.com, so you know this will be entertaining) who is upset that America the Beautiful might be sung in a language other than English. However, since he only speaks ideologue, I found that ironic. I’ve decided to help out and translate his blog post into plain English so that we can all benefit from his wisdom.
“Executives at Coca Cola thought it was a good idea to run a 60 second Super Bowl ad featuring children singing “America the Beautiful” – a deeply Christian patriotic anthem whose theme is unity – in several foreign languages. The ad also prominently features a gay couple.”
Executives are bad when they make decisions I don’t like. When they pay me to push their point of view though, they’re awesome. America the Beautiful mentions God therefore the entire song is about God, not America. I’ve never actually listened to the words. There were two men in a shot together for a half second therefore they must be gay because I’m a bigot and hate gay people.
Conservatives instantly lit up social media with objections, with many vowing to boycott the soda company’s products.
Haters gonna hate. That’s us. We’re the haters. We must object to this message of tolerance and acceptance. There’s no money in that shit.
“If we cannot be proud enough as a country to sing ‘American the Beautiful’ in English in a commercial during the Super Bowl, by a company as American as they come — doggone we are on the road to perdition,” said former GOP Rep. Allen West.
I know a black man, therefore I’m not racist. I wonder if his ancestors loved America enough to learn the language within five years when they got here…
The lyrics of the song, written in 1893 by Wellesley College Professor Katherine Lee Bates, ask God to grant America “brotherhood / From sea to shining sea.”
As far as the executives at Coca Cola are concerned, however, the United States of America is no longer a nation ruled by the Constitution and American traditions in which English is the language of government. It is not a nation governed in the Anglo-American tradition of liberty. It is instead a nation governed by some all inclusive multi-cultural synthesis of the various forms of government in the world, as expressed by the multiple languages used in the Super Bowl ad to sing a uniquely American hymn that celebrates our heritage.
America is for white people. I really only know white people. I get scared when I see people with dark skin. It’s ok if they’re cleaning floors and stuff, but mostly I only want to see white people because people who aren’t like me scare me. Also, something or other about the Constitution. Actually I’ve never read the thing and I don’t have the first clue why the Constitution has anything to do with this, but you’ll think I’m smart if I act like I know what the Constitution says. Actually I’m just an uninformed bigot but you morons will buy anything I say.
“We don’t get to pick and chose whether America should be diverse or not,” says one of the women featured in the ad on a behind-the-scenes video posted by Coca Cola, “It is diverse…..We need to celebrate all the different diversities.”
If I close my eyes and cover my ears and shout “LA LA LA” I can actually make myself believe that America is populated entirely by English speaking white people. Diversity is bad. Everybody should be like me.
The old “America the Beautiful” is beautiful because of the blessings God had heaped on it and because its government offers “liberty in law,” while aspiring for togetherness. Coca Cola’s America is beautiful because of the differences in its people. When the company used such an iconic song, one often sung in churches on the 4th of July that represents the old “E Pluribus Unum” view of how American society is integrated, to push multiculturalism down our throats, it’s no wonder conservatives were outraged.
I don’t actually understand patriotism, just religion. I spew hate and intolerance and call it patriotism. You people believe me. Actually America was built on diversity and acceptance and that’s true patriotism, but what’s really going on here is I’m bitching about the free market at work. I preach the free market all the time but don’t actually understand that either. I’m going to complain when it doesn’t work the way I want it to and try to twist something more enlightened than I am into some kind of threat. We neo-conservatives thrive on fear, so we spend a lot of time trying to make you afraid. We’ve actually figured out how to make money off of it. Thanks, morons!
It’s my birthday, and we wants it precious….
Yeah. I’m older today. Meh.
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