Tuesday, March 18, 2014

On culture

Voter ID
With the mid-terms coming up, Eric the wad Holder is working overtime to enable voter fraud by opposing voter ID laws.  I'm white and have an ID.  I don't mind showing it for things I want to participate in, boarding flights, buying guns, voting etc.  If I don't want to show my ID, say to go into a campaign rally, I don't go in.  I go to the bar next door instead and dog cuss the politician as a fascist POS.  If they ask for an ID at the bar, I'm flattered.  I don't know what all the fuss is about.   Want to vote?  Show your ID.  The only reasonable explanation for not wanting to comply with a voter ID requirement is that those opposed to voter ID laws are more interested in voter fraud than voting.

The cross on the side of the road
The coalition against religion is saying they are offended by a cross on the side of the road set to bring comfort to the family of a loved one killed at that location.  They claim a 1st Amendment right not to be exposed to religion.  BS.  First, I do not believe for one second that anyone is truly “offended.”  And if that’s the only requirement for denying someone’s free speech, I ask that anyone wearing a Pittsburg Steelers t-shirt be forced to turn it inside out because it offends the crap out of me.  Next, if you are indeed that easily offended, I’d encourage you to get a life.  If a Bible verse on a white board at the Air Force Academy gives you the heebee jeebies, in my mind you do not have the temperament to lead men into combat and ought to take up another profession  - like blogging from your mom’s basement.  No.  Wait.  That’s too close to home.  Like, knitting sweaters at your barren compound that has been declared a “religion free zone.”  For the religious minded put simple scripture on your white board with no citation.  Write, “Be not afraid.”  That passage and “fear not” are among the most oft repeated lines in the Bible.  Or you could sum it up Bobby McFadden style, “Don’t worry.  Be happy.”  Worry is the devil’s work.  God wishes us to be happy.  But I like to rely on Matthew 10:33 in these cases; “If you deny me before men, I will deny you before my Father in heaven.”  So, fear not.  Go forth and spread the good news of the Gospel of the Lord Jesus Christ.

St. Patrick’s Day
Boston and NYC were embroiled in controversy over their annual St. Patrick’s Day Parades.  Beer heavy weights Sam Adams and Guinness caved to homosexual public pressure and pulled their sponsorship of the parades because of a perceived ban on homosexuals.  That of course is total BS.  No such ban existed.  I’m quite sure homosexuals marched in both parades.  What was not allowed was a “gay float.’  Oh the humanity.  Why!  Why!  Why would anyone want to deny homosexuals the right to turn the St. Patrick’s Day parade into an event promoting their lifestyle by promoting homosexual sex?  Like in the case on religion above, homosexuals were not offended because they couldn’t march in the parade – they could and nobody cared.  What they couldn’t do, any more than Martha’s Whore House could, is turn the parade into a statement on sexuality.  For some odd reason to the homosaints that’s anti-homosexual.  It isn’t.  Why in the world does every event in America have to be turned into a homosexual pride event?  Now if I were offended by homosexual parade floats, t-shirts, clubs and literature, could I get them banned?  Hell no.  And oh by the way, I’m not.  I do not give a crap.  That ambivalence in today’s world makes me a homophobe.  You MUST wholly embrace the homosexual agenda to avoid being called a homophobe.  I don’t.  So we are at the ironic point in America where constitutionally protected speech – religious - is being banned while the 1st Amendment right to association is being dumped in order to pander to the loudest most obnoxious tiny minority among us.

I do not care what Sam Adams and Guinness do with their advertising dollars.  And I won’t say I’ll never drink one again.  But I can say there are a lot of beers out there, so I’ll pass on them the next couple of times.

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