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Wednesday, August 20, 2003

I finally read one letter too far. Today's local paper had yet another religious whacko whining about gay marriages. The writer called them disease ridden, immoral scabs on society -- well not the scabs part, but they were thinking it. They keep bringing up that "my god says it's wrong" stuff. Oh puh-leeze.

I think right now is a good time for all religious types to keep a low profile and reflect on just how much crap in the world can be traced back to one god or another. Between Jews, Moslems, Christians, Hindus, Sikhs, and the list goes on, they seem to want to kill a whole lot of folks. The middle east is a powder keg with mindless infants playing with matches sitting on top and tossing them at each other. The catholics have so many skeletons rattling in their closet, that they can't even get the door shut anymore. The christians have so many bad-hair born-again preachers whose pulpit is entwined with their wallet and their minds are running on empty, it should be embarrassing to be seen near one.

All that crap going on and you want to raise hell because two guys or two gals want to live with one another -- what the hell's the matter -- is that too peaceful for you? I don't get it. Would being gay be more acceptable if they drove car bombs into 7-11s or blew up scared kids at abortion clinics? What is it about two gay people dedicating their lives to each other that scares the right so much?

The funny thing is that a lot of the gay stereotypes are correct. They do tend to be better educated, better paid, more intelligent, more physically fit, and of course have a better fashion sense. Would you really be happier with a mullet haired beer-drinking idiot and his pit bull and rusty Ford parked on the lawn than two gay guys with a nicely landscaped lawn and color coordinated drapes in the window?

When gays start banding together wearing Gucci white robes with matching torches threatening to hang (neatly of course) the next heterosexual who walks down the street, then I'll worry. For now, I'd be much happier with a nice quiet gay couple next door instead of the drunk, rock and roll playing, fire burning, dog chasing, noise making, beer drinking heterosexuals I'm stuck with.

2fers: http://www.ngltf.org/ and http://www.catholic.org/

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