A few days ago, I was cruising Facebook while on the MARTA, because that’s what you do when you tire of watching the crazy people on the MARTA. A good friend of mine, world renowned author Kirk Allmond, posted the image in the upper right of this site.
I’m not going to link to the source, because, frankly, fuck the guy who wrote that book. He can drum up his own web traffic. That’s how we roll here.
“In the old days, deluded pagans would gather round and hump like bunnies on Easter Sunday because they thought it would make their tomatoes grow faster.”
Straight from the author of the inspirational tome in question. What. The. Fuck.
It got me to thinking a couple of things. First, is that domain name available? Because it would be awesome for a blog, or a rock band, and I don’t play well enough to be in a band. Secondly, man, fuck that guy.
See, it occurs to me that as a society we seem to be ok with the super religious being publicly offended by everything. We give them a voice every chance we get – I’m looking at you, mainstream media, and your incessant coverage of the Westboro Baptist Church assholes, who I am also not linking to. And the rest of us are supposed to sit back and nod and tell ourselves it’s ok, they have the right to free speech.
(Foamy is awesome. Go check him out. Buy crap from the artist. Or don’t. Whatever.)
I say you can shove your religious intolerant bullshit right up your ass. Don’t sit there and tell me that my children are going to hell for hunting for fucking easter eggs in my backyard. In fact, don’t tell me anything, just shut the fuck up. Go use your free speech with the other intolerant assholes who choose to lap up your bullshit.
So that’s why this place exists. I promise to be an equal opportunity hater, so if I’ve not pissed you off yet, wait your damned turn.