10 May 2011
So ok it goes from being cold enough for the heat to still be on to me eyeing the air conditioner...in 2 days. Sunday night the heat kicked on, today it's mid 80z and really humid. I wish it would rain or that the humidity would just piss off. However, this is NOT me bitching about the heat, no, rather it's me bitching about fall one day and mid-summer the next. The flowers are all bloomin' though so I'm a happy girl as I adore flowers! I'm thinking of planting some here, even though it's an apartment there's a little bit of space to plant flowers. It looks pretty when there are flowers everywhere! The elderly people that live downstairs will love them and probably take care of them for me, not that I won't do that myself but I know they'll beat me to it! I think I'm gonna do this at the weekend! Get all sorts of pretty coloured flowers! Thing is, the area where I'm planting will flood if we get a massive storm...so I may want to find some sturdy flowers. Sturdy flowers that come in really pretty colours!
07 May 2011
03 May 2011
Reality...Really?
Reality tv, love it or hate it? Well which ever one it is it seems to be here to stay. Personally I hate it. There is no "reality" to most of it. I mean wtf cares about selfish people who live on the Jersey Shore? Who cares about housewives in any country enough to watch them for an hour per week? Is it really necessary for there to be a show where, at the end of the season, a man or woman gets married? Is that seriously how some people want to find a life mate? Now I won't lie and say I don't watch some shows because I do. Not many, ok three, and I consider them guilty pleasures but I will say that 2 out of the 3 at least take talent so that makes me feel less...icky...that I watch them. :o) Now if you like reality tv that's fine but I have to agree with quite a few musicians whom I've heard say that Pop/American Idol have ruined the music business. Why do I agree? Gone are the days when hard working, talented bands can work their collective asses off and get somewhere in the world...now all it takes is to be pretty or cute for little girls to vote for you and for you to get rich and famous. Gone are the days where you have to have actual talent. Lady Gaga may not be my cuppa but the girl's got talent and flash and an understanding of what to put out there that she can be proud of...she's definitely taken up for Madonna if you ask me. No it's kids like Justin B. who get on my last nerve. He's cute, he's got little girls wetting themselves over him but he goes and cuts his hair and they hate him? Tell me they didn't just like him 'cos he's cute, that they liked his music. I felt bad for the kid when that happened, a bit of reality biting him in the backside. I'm sure it doesn't keep him up at night and it sure does seem that he has a high opinion of himself. I remember when a certain singer on American Idol was told she'd never get anywhere because she was seen as "fat"...after winning countless grammy's, an Oscar, Golden Globe and other awards? I'm sure Jennifer Hudson isn't sweating what that idiot said to her. See it bugs me that women like her aren't given a chance, women or men, who have the talent just because they're not pretty enough. That pig Cowel kept putting that chick through who wore a bikini though and didn't have an iota of talent...yeah, whatever.
The shows I do watch are Dancing with the Stars, Project Runway and America's Next Top Model. The first two I feel vindicated in watching because DWTS, it takes something I sure as hell don't have to learn to dance! These stars, the majority of them have never danced like that before but they keep coming back, week after week, getting better and it's a pleasure to watch. Project Runway...it takes tremendous talent to make something a person can wear out of a swath of fabric. I can barely sew on a button or hem trousers and I do that by hand 'cos I haven't a bloody clue how to use a sewing machine! That one is my absolute favourite reality tv show! Ok ANTM isn't anything but a guilty pleasure but I've always been into fashion, hair, make up and stuff like that so it's just a natural for me to love this show. I do admit to missing the last 2 season's and that bugs me. How dare I miss them! Ok I do watch a lot of paranormal television and I guess those are reality television shows...Ghost Hunters, Ghost Adventures and Paranormal State are my favourite but PS is done now which makes me sad. Do I believe in that stuff? I sure as hell do! I've had my experiences with the paranormal but that's another blog. ;o) And do trust me that I watch these shows knowing that it could be faked but once in a while they shock you with what they show.
So yeah, reality tv bugs me 'cos it's usually anything but real...but like I said before, I guess it ain't goin' nowhere...bummer. Most of it should go far, far away.
The shows I do watch are Dancing with the Stars, Project Runway and America's Next Top Model. The first two I feel vindicated in watching because DWTS, it takes something I sure as hell don't have to learn to dance! These stars, the majority of them have never danced like that before but they keep coming back, week after week, getting better and it's a pleasure to watch. Project Runway...it takes tremendous talent to make something a person can wear out of a swath of fabric. I can barely sew on a button or hem trousers and I do that by hand 'cos I haven't a bloody clue how to use a sewing machine! That one is my absolute favourite reality tv show! Ok ANTM isn't anything but a guilty pleasure but I've always been into fashion, hair, make up and stuff like that so it's just a natural for me to love this show. I do admit to missing the last 2 season's and that bugs me. How dare I miss them! Ok I do watch a lot of paranormal television and I guess those are reality television shows...Ghost Hunters, Ghost Adventures and Paranormal State are my favourite but PS is done now which makes me sad. Do I believe in that stuff? I sure as hell do! I've had my experiences with the paranormal but that's another blog. ;o) And do trust me that I watch these shows knowing that it could be faked but once in a while they shock you with what they show.
So yeah, reality tv bugs me 'cos it's usually anything but real...but like I said before, I guess it ain't goin' nowhere...bummer. Most of it should go far, far away.
02 May 2011
A Time for Cheering?
Most of this country is celebrating, or at least cheering, the death of Osama Bin Laden. I won't lie and say I didn't cheer when I heard the news but then I have to admit that I felt strange. I mean it's just not normal to cheer the end of someone's life. I made myself feel a bit better by pointing out who it was, that he was a monster responsible for thousands of life's, and I felt vindicated. However, as time has gone on, I've felt that maybe I don't really have a right to cheer this death. I mean thankfully I didn't lose anyone, I didn't know anyone who was killed, I was lucky. However part deux, I vividly remember the absolute terror of not knowing if Chicago was going to be attacked next and whether or not the world would ever be a safe enough place for my then just turning 3 year old son. I did not let my son out of my arms that entire day, not even for a moment, he even went to the bathroom with me. That man caused me such fear and terror that all I could do was lay on the sofa and cry and shake and hold my son. So maybe I have a little bit of a right to cheer at least just the once for that.
I remember that day, as does everyone else, like it just happened. I remember sleeping late, we were late sleepers as my then husband worked second shift and our son always had to stay up to see daddy and daddy wanted a few moments to hang with his boy. Me and my son got up around 10:30am, I remember that my phone had been ringing off the hook but the answering machine's volume was turned down so I couldn't hear anything upstairs. I remember going downstairs with my toddler and turning our local PBS station on for him so he could be entertained whilst i made him his breakfast. Of course we know what was on tv at this time, nothing but news. I remember thinking the silly thought that who cares about Arnold Schwartsenegger's new film but it didn't take long for me to realise it wasn't a new film. It was reality, America's new reality. No longer were we to be innocent of terrorism, no longer were we to be innocent of what the real world can bring to your doorstep and I've had friends in other countries tell me that the main thing they felt for us was sorrow that our innocence had been taken from us. I remember calling my mother, asking her WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON!??? but she didn't have much more information as I had. I wanted my husband to come home immediately but he couldn't and I remember that the city was evacuated. Chicago was a veritable ghost town. I remember all air planed were grounded, except for military jets so everytime I heard one I knew what it was and why it was there, sounding capable of keeping us safe. Everything was cancelled for a week, my husband didn't work for the rest of the week but got paid for it, and finally it started to sink in, what had happened. Seeing those towers come down over and over and over again pounded reality into your brain until you just couldn't take it any longer. I remember that there was a 2 year old girl flying with her dad on the flight that the passengers over-took and crashed in Pennsylvania and how it broke my heart that she'd lived only as long as my precious child, not nearly long enough. I was uncertain that my son had a future, that any of our children had a future or that the future of our world was safe. I remember not feeling that the President made us any safer or that his speech made me feel anything other than disgust. All he could do was chatter on and on like a dime-store cowboy, however I still think on that day, when he was in front of those children, he did as best as he could when he was told what happened. A lot of people thought he should have jumped up as if his arse were on fire, but in front of 5 year olds he held his cool and didn't traumatise them and for that he got points from me. Those were the only points he ever got from me of course. :o) I remember reaching out to my online friends and how they helped me get through the ensuing days, how we helped each other and calmed each other's fears. I'm still friends with those women.
So here it is, nearly exactly 10 years later and the man responsible for all of that has been killed and I still have to admit I have some problem cheering his death. I guess I'll have to deal with it within myself, give myself a break because I am only human. I may not have known anybody that was killed but a part of every single American was killed on that day. We grieved as a country. We were all effected directly be it by fear, uncertainty or anger. I watched some of the victims today on tv of that day and they seemed relieved that the monster is gone. That is enough for me. I've been disappointed in a man who I've admired and thought the world of for 30 years today as he twittered that he feels we shouldn't feel the need to celebrate the monster's death but what does he know about it? Did he know anyone who was killed? 'Cos seriously if he did? Then he has a right to spout off about how HE feels but he still has no right to tell other people that they're acting naive when they celebrate. Nobody has a right to belittle someone's right to heal as they see fit. Yesterday brought closure, an end, to the on-going pain of the victims. I saw on tv today the children who were in utero or just born on or after 9-11 who grew up without a father because he was killed, it's so hard to realise that they're 9 years old now, soon to be turning 10.
::sigh:: So time moves again. The end of a story has arrived, occured and is the past now. Buried at sea so the sharks can eat him and crap him out so he can then lay on the bottom of the ocean. Perfect if you ask me, very much as he deserves.
I remember that day, as does everyone else, like it just happened. I remember sleeping late, we were late sleepers as my then husband worked second shift and our son always had to stay up to see daddy and daddy wanted a few moments to hang with his boy. Me and my son got up around 10:30am, I remember that my phone had been ringing off the hook but the answering machine's volume was turned down so I couldn't hear anything upstairs. I remember going downstairs with my toddler and turning our local PBS station on for him so he could be entertained whilst i made him his breakfast. Of course we know what was on tv at this time, nothing but news. I remember thinking the silly thought that who cares about Arnold Schwartsenegger's new film but it didn't take long for me to realise it wasn't a new film. It was reality, America's new reality. No longer were we to be innocent of terrorism, no longer were we to be innocent of what the real world can bring to your doorstep and I've had friends in other countries tell me that the main thing they felt for us was sorrow that our innocence had been taken from us. I remember calling my mother, asking her WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON!??? but she didn't have much more information as I had. I wanted my husband to come home immediately but he couldn't and I remember that the city was evacuated. Chicago was a veritable ghost town. I remember all air planed were grounded, except for military jets so everytime I heard one I knew what it was and why it was there, sounding capable of keeping us safe. Everything was cancelled for a week, my husband didn't work for the rest of the week but got paid for it, and finally it started to sink in, what had happened. Seeing those towers come down over and over and over again pounded reality into your brain until you just couldn't take it any longer. I remember that there was a 2 year old girl flying with her dad on the flight that the passengers over-took and crashed in Pennsylvania and how it broke my heart that she'd lived only as long as my precious child, not nearly long enough. I was uncertain that my son had a future, that any of our children had a future or that the future of our world was safe. I remember not feeling that the President made us any safer or that his speech made me feel anything other than disgust. All he could do was chatter on and on like a dime-store cowboy, however I still think on that day, when he was in front of those children, he did as best as he could when he was told what happened. A lot of people thought he should have jumped up as if his arse were on fire, but in front of 5 year olds he held his cool and didn't traumatise them and for that he got points from me. Those were the only points he ever got from me of course. :o) I remember reaching out to my online friends and how they helped me get through the ensuing days, how we helped each other and calmed each other's fears. I'm still friends with those women.
So here it is, nearly exactly 10 years later and the man responsible for all of that has been killed and I still have to admit I have some problem cheering his death. I guess I'll have to deal with it within myself, give myself a break because I am only human. I may not have known anybody that was killed but a part of every single American was killed on that day. We grieved as a country. We were all effected directly be it by fear, uncertainty or anger. I watched some of the victims today on tv of that day and they seemed relieved that the monster is gone. That is enough for me. I've been disappointed in a man who I've admired and thought the world of for 30 years today as he twittered that he feels we shouldn't feel the need to celebrate the monster's death but what does he know about it? Did he know anyone who was killed? 'Cos seriously if he did? Then he has a right to spout off about how HE feels but he still has no right to tell other people that they're acting naive when they celebrate. Nobody has a right to belittle someone's right to heal as they see fit. Yesterday brought closure, an end, to the on-going pain of the victims. I saw on tv today the children who were in utero or just born on or after 9-11 who grew up without a father because he was killed, it's so hard to realise that they're 9 years old now, soon to be turning 10.
::sigh:: So time moves again. The end of a story has arrived, occured and is the past now. Buried at sea so the sharks can eat him and crap him out so he can then lay on the bottom of the ocean. Perfect if you ask me, very much as he deserves.
01 May 2011
WOW!
So, just as everyone else in the United States right this very moment, I'm watching the news and it's been announced that Osama Bin Laden has been killed. Can everyone say P A R T Y ?!!!! Holy shit it's about time! And on the 8 year anniversary of Bush proclaiming "Mission Accomplished"...moron that he was I bet he's sitting at home with that smirky frown of his...bad-mouthing President Obama. Well all I can say is, did HE find Bin Laden and have him executed? Uh no, he never came close. Republican's always say how soft President Obama is on terror, well how do ya like him now?!! HA! I love this! More to follow tomorrow when I'm not half asleep!!
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I did want to say that I took the photo above...up there...the pretty flowers! I can't believe how gorgeous it looks! I love photography and am debating on whether or not I'm going to go take classes...it'll depend on how expensive it is. I took a few photo's today as it was FINALLY warm and sunny outside! Well for a while anyway, it's back to being cold and dreary again. ::sigh:: Anywhoo.....just wanted to say the photo's I post will be mine, mostly. I may steal some off the net that I love! I have an addiction to flowers though, so that's gonna be a main theme. Or the only theme.
Can You Believe!?
So ok, religion, not a subject for polite company but this is my blog so I figure I have to blog about it. Now please take time to remember that not only is this My blog, its MY OPINION as well. I do not expect anyone to agree with me but if they do? Cool. I wanted to start this blog off with a BANG!! So, onward Christian soldiers! ;o)
I was brought up Roman Catholic. I was forced to attend CCD classes ( as they were called back then) but only went as far as my First Holy Communion. I was always left wondering who I was communing with to be honest, I mean I was always confused about who we were praying to: God or Jesus? Were they the same? I thought God was Jesus' father...so...confusion, see? So anyway I was, when a child, horrified at the figure suffering on the cross and I didn't understand why he was hanging there and didn't connect the dots provided by the church that he died for my sins. I was 7, had I sinned? How had I sinned? What had been my sin? Ok maybe I could grasp being mean to my little brother but seriously, if God/Jesus had him for a little brother they'd definitely grant me loads of slack on that one. I have to say that at my age now, 43, what is sin? I mean all the crap you hear from people on what sin is? Seriously? Like I highly doubt masturbation is a sin. It makes us giggle and snicker to talk about it be really, EVERYONE masturbates. So if that's a sin are we ALL going to hell? What a party that's gonna be! Is it temptation that God, in his/her infinite wisdom, bestowed upon us? Did God wire us for pleasure only to make it a sin and therefore not to be polluting heaven with our soul's? See these are the silly things that race through my brain about certain things. Moving on from self-pleasuring now...coveting. Isn't that another sin? Do you mean to tell me just about everyone who lives in an American suburb is going to hell? I mean isn't it true that in the 'burbs that once one person gets like a new car then everyone else on the block has to go out and get a new, bigger, more expensive car? Isn't that coveting? Or is that different? Is that greed, yet another sin? Or is it envy? SIN SIN SIN! Can we even get away from sin? I would think that it would take something like being locked in a padded room, complete with straight jacket, to be sin-free!
One thing that gets me about overly religious people is how judgy they are. The one's I've met. I won't say every single really religious person out there is judgy, I don't have a brush to paint that broad a statement. I will narrow it down to the really super religious people that I've met personally here so please keep that in mind. JUDGY! Why is it ok for them to be so judgy? Why do they think that how they believe is the one and only way? Did God come down and tell them that they're absolutely, 100% right? I must have missed that. Oh and my god are they GREEDY! (again, the people that I've met) They hate freely and they hate deeply and passionately. They hate anyone who doesn't believe as they do, they hate those who are different. They want to shove their beliefs down everyone's throats until we all choke. I'm sorry but do they think that's the way to "heaven"? If it is? Please let me go elsewhere! I do NOT want to spend an enternity with asshats like that! I also don't get how they follow the bible as absolute fact and think that it should be followed as fact. I mean wasn't it written in a dead language that we have no real way of knowing 100% whether or not we're TRANSLATING it correctly? Don't you think that people who spoke that language would have a different way of speaking to how we speak and therefore, saying it took 6 days to create the world? Maybe that's not exactly how it was written but just a translation? Maybe it was 6 millennia? I mean sure, there are some things in the bible that we should probably incorporate into our every day lives, such as live and let live and judge NOT lest ye be judged. That's a good one most people on this planet would do good to keep in mind.
On the other side of things I don't get are "atheists" and all I can say about that? The second something terrible happens in their life? Yeap, they're praying. I often wonder just who they're praying to since they insist there is no God. Look I don't know if there's a God or not, but it wouldn't surprise me to find out that yes, there is one and in my heart I do believe there is one. Maybe more, if I have to be honest. I just find "devout atheists" to be just as judgy and skewed in their views as the over religious to be. They have this belief that if you do believe in God that you're simple or just plain stupid, that's not very open minded, as they insist that they are. I think the worst i ever got was when I was agnostic. I questioned. I didn't know if there was a God but I wasn't going to close my mind to the possibility that there could be. Look all I know is anytime I've ever prayed things have gone well. It could be that "Prayer" is nothing more than centering yourself and putting positive energy out into the world and having it come back to you but it could also be that someone was listening and helped me out. My Grandmother was a very religious person but not in a judgy way at all. Actually I'd say she was more spiritual that religious. She was one of two truly spiritual people I've ever met in my entire life. She was the sort who would help a total stranger no matter if it was to give them money for the bus, or to give them a place to sleep or to help someone get sober. She did it all. She wanted her family to be spiritual as she was but accepted that we just weren't. She didn't judge us. I do believe that some of her belief has stuck with me through out my life and even when I questioned I had certain faith because of her. She was a very strong force in my life, she shaped a lot of who I am. She wasn't perfect but I don't think she ever strove to be, she was Grandma. She taught me kindness, tolerance and how to love and how to have faith.
So I guess my wishiest wish would be for people to find tolerance. I know it won't happen in my lifetime, probably not even in my son's either, but maybe one day. We still war over religion, who's God is better and that is just such bullshit. To hate someone because of which God they bend knee to, or because of sexual orientation? Is that "Godly"? Is that what God wants us to learn and is that what God wants us to proceed with? The Catholic Church does preach about a forgiving God, well what sort of God would put the "gay" into people and not be ok with it? I have 2 cousins who are gay, one I was completely shocked to find out about when he came out and the other one? I remember thinking when I was about 5 that he crushed on boys the same way as I did, and he was only 7 so it's not as if he "learned" it or "decided" to be gay at that age. Kids just don't make choices like that. So that's why I always knew it was something he was born with, like I was born with the definite love for boys! ;o) Oh and how those religious people love to beat up on gay people!! There's that judgy thing again! I would also point out that there is a certain political party who also beat up on gay people and are very judgy and believe that we have to all believe as they do, but that's another blog topic....and trust me, that rant is coming soon enough!
So what I don't get most about religion is the intolerance. Something that should bring people together, teach us about how to love one another, does nothing but tear us apart. Maybe it's just organised religion I can't understand? I often wonder if we just did away with Churches such as they are if the world wouldn't be a better place? I dunno, I'm just a chick who sometimes thinks too hard about things she shouldn't. And this chick is now tired of typing so I'm done. Finis. Ciao!
I was brought up Roman Catholic. I was forced to attend CCD classes ( as they were called back then) but only went as far as my First Holy Communion. I was always left wondering who I was communing with to be honest, I mean I was always confused about who we were praying to: God or Jesus? Were they the same? I thought God was Jesus' father...so...confusion, see? So anyway I was, when a child, horrified at the figure suffering on the cross and I didn't understand why he was hanging there and didn't connect the dots provided by the church that he died for my sins. I was 7, had I sinned? How had I sinned? What had been my sin? Ok maybe I could grasp being mean to my little brother but seriously, if God/Jesus had him for a little brother they'd definitely grant me loads of slack on that one. I have to say that at my age now, 43, what is sin? I mean all the crap you hear from people on what sin is? Seriously? Like I highly doubt masturbation is a sin. It makes us giggle and snicker to talk about it be really, EVERYONE masturbates. So if that's a sin are we ALL going to hell? What a party that's gonna be! Is it temptation that God, in his/her infinite wisdom, bestowed upon us? Did God wire us for pleasure only to make it a sin and therefore not to be polluting heaven with our soul's? See these are the silly things that race through my brain about certain things. Moving on from self-pleasuring now...coveting. Isn't that another sin? Do you mean to tell me just about everyone who lives in an American suburb is going to hell? I mean isn't it true that in the 'burbs that once one person gets like a new car then everyone else on the block has to go out and get a new, bigger, more expensive car? Isn't that coveting? Or is that different? Is that greed, yet another sin? Or is it envy? SIN SIN SIN! Can we even get away from sin? I would think that it would take something like being locked in a padded room, complete with straight jacket, to be sin-free!
One thing that gets me about overly religious people is how judgy they are. The one's I've met. I won't say every single really religious person out there is judgy, I don't have a brush to paint that broad a statement. I will narrow it down to the really super religious people that I've met personally here so please keep that in mind. JUDGY! Why is it ok for them to be so judgy? Why do they think that how they believe is the one and only way? Did God come down and tell them that they're absolutely, 100% right? I must have missed that. Oh and my god are they GREEDY! (again, the people that I've met) They hate freely and they hate deeply and passionately. They hate anyone who doesn't believe as they do, they hate those who are different. They want to shove their beliefs down everyone's throats until we all choke. I'm sorry but do they think that's the way to "heaven"? If it is? Please let me go elsewhere! I do NOT want to spend an enternity with asshats like that! I also don't get how they follow the bible as absolute fact and think that it should be followed as fact. I mean wasn't it written in a dead language that we have no real way of knowing 100% whether or not we're TRANSLATING it correctly? Don't you think that people who spoke that language would have a different way of speaking to how we speak and therefore, saying it took 6 days to create the world? Maybe that's not exactly how it was written but just a translation? Maybe it was 6 millennia? I mean sure, there are some things in the bible that we should probably incorporate into our every day lives, such as live and let live and judge NOT lest ye be judged. That's a good one most people on this planet would do good to keep in mind.
On the other side of things I don't get are "atheists" and all I can say about that? The second something terrible happens in their life? Yeap, they're praying. I often wonder just who they're praying to since they insist there is no God. Look I don't know if there's a God or not, but it wouldn't surprise me to find out that yes, there is one and in my heart I do believe there is one. Maybe more, if I have to be honest. I just find "devout atheists" to be just as judgy and skewed in their views as the over religious to be. They have this belief that if you do believe in God that you're simple or just plain stupid, that's not very open minded, as they insist that they are. I think the worst i ever got was when I was agnostic. I questioned. I didn't know if there was a God but I wasn't going to close my mind to the possibility that there could be. Look all I know is anytime I've ever prayed things have gone well. It could be that "Prayer" is nothing more than centering yourself and putting positive energy out into the world and having it come back to you but it could also be that someone was listening and helped me out. My Grandmother was a very religious person but not in a judgy way at all. Actually I'd say she was more spiritual that religious. She was one of two truly spiritual people I've ever met in my entire life. She was the sort who would help a total stranger no matter if it was to give them money for the bus, or to give them a place to sleep or to help someone get sober. She did it all. She wanted her family to be spiritual as she was but accepted that we just weren't. She didn't judge us. I do believe that some of her belief has stuck with me through out my life and even when I questioned I had certain faith because of her. She was a very strong force in my life, she shaped a lot of who I am. She wasn't perfect but I don't think she ever strove to be, she was Grandma. She taught me kindness, tolerance and how to love and how to have faith.
So I guess my wishiest wish would be for people to find tolerance. I know it won't happen in my lifetime, probably not even in my son's either, but maybe one day. We still war over religion, who's God is better and that is just such bullshit. To hate someone because of which God they bend knee to, or because of sexual orientation? Is that "Godly"? Is that what God wants us to learn and is that what God wants us to proceed with? The Catholic Church does preach about a forgiving God, well what sort of God would put the "gay" into people and not be ok with it? I have 2 cousins who are gay, one I was completely shocked to find out about when he came out and the other one? I remember thinking when I was about 5 that he crushed on boys the same way as I did, and he was only 7 so it's not as if he "learned" it or "decided" to be gay at that age. Kids just don't make choices like that. So that's why I always knew it was something he was born with, like I was born with the definite love for boys! ;o) Oh and how those religious people love to beat up on gay people!! There's that judgy thing again! I would also point out that there is a certain political party who also beat up on gay people and are very judgy and believe that we have to all believe as they do, but that's another blog topic....and trust me, that rant is coming soon enough!
So what I don't get most about religion is the intolerance. Something that should bring people together, teach us about how to love one another, does nothing but tear us apart. Maybe it's just organised religion I can't understand? I often wonder if we just did away with Churches such as they are if the world wouldn't be a better place? I dunno, I'm just a chick who sometimes thinks too hard about things she shouldn't. And this chick is now tired of typing so I'm done. Finis. Ciao!
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