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Beakers vs. Chicken Bones

As if I really needed to tell you, I'm about ready to start on a religious rant, so if this ain't your cuppa, split now.

I am sick and fucking tired of this rediculous p.c. attitude in this country that says I have to respect your religious views. You know, we all wander around mealy-mouthed trying to not look like jerks and say, "Well, everyone has the right . . ." yada-yada-fucking-yada.

Well I got news for you.

Mythology does not deserve as much respect as proven scientific thought.

Chicken bones thrown on the ground do not deserve the same credence as accurate trend analysis.

Kneeling down to some great East and blathering middle-eastern dogma does not deserve the same consideration as truly trying to be good to your fellow man.

Crossing yourself and saying a hundred-and-fifty hail-fucking-Marys in absolution ain't nearly as good as taking responsibility for your actions and making good on what you made bad.

Mythology is NOT, I FUCKING REPEAT NOT History.

If it is, then I want to know why you don't think that "Gone With The Wind," is gospel. Hey, the Civil War happened, so that must mean that EVERYTHING in the book is true!

Santa Claus is not real.

And no matter how much you try to defend your conversion to the Muslim faith, Don, Joyce, you're still gonna end up looking like morons. But hey, as long as you're happy (and being able to condemn your loved ones for thier lack of belief or respect for your silliness should make you VERY happy; it is after all the cornerstone of all organized religions, that being the statement, "I am MORALLY SUPERIOR TO YOU!") then all is good.

Fucking idiots.

Joseph Haines, signing off from The Edge of the Abyss.

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