Sunday, September 23, 2012

Like anyone needs God's grace

Televangelist Joel Osteen has now gone on record saying his being straight was not a choice. This was said on a discussion panel on CNN's "Starting Point with Soledad O'Brien". Obviously this infers that he believes that someone being gay is not a choice, as well. That's all fine and well in that it is an obvious, rational, and proven conclusion. However, my contention is with the following statement regarding his insistence that scripture still regards homosexuality as a sin. He does some weird, idiotic, middle ground, contrived bullshit to reconcile these two contradictory claims. In the article he states that “god gives us the grace to change”. This is some lame-ass, ridiculous attempt at having it both ways; a way to appear rational by accepting the correct conclusion, and conflating it with an unprovable, antonymous idea to uphold the bible. Here are three points showcasing the fucktardedness of what Osteen said.

First off, the logical fallacy of not choosing to be gay, but then having to choose to not be gay. If you don't have a choice in the first place, but are then expected by God to choose to change later, when do you then get this choice? I mean, you find out about these kind of things when? Adolescence? How do you know when you can choose? Does some alert just pop into your brain at some point saying, “So...if you're gonna switch things up, now's the time to do it.” So... what if you can choose, but it doesn't really change who or what you are and you're just modifying behavior to conform to some dictate from God as to how you should be? That's not a choice, that's choosing to pretend. 
 
Second, wow God's an asshole. He makes it so you can't choose how you are, which might be a sin, and then, if it is a sin, demands you change; even if you can't really change and just have to pretend. And what about the time between you finding out what you were born as, acknowledging that it's a sin, and then realizing you have a choice to change or to at least, play make believe. That whole time in between, weren't you just out there sinning? God's gonna just let you do that until you figure it out and let that hang on your conscience? At this point, God is just fucking with the lives of innocent people, who are just trying to live the life that they did not choose to have, with aspects of it that were not of their choosing, and may, in fact, be quite unfavorable. I mean, aside from homophobia and hatred, look at what else gay people have to deal with...stereotypes, annoying gay bars, and explaining to mom why you have to go through a vetting process before you can adopt her some grandkids, and not to mention how many members of the opposite sex trying to sleep with you to boost their low self-esteem. Face it, being gay ain't always gay.

Third, then Joel Osteen has the fucking nerve to call this allowance, from God to the people, whose lives he's fucking with, to change or at least pretend to change, grace. If that's grace, I don't want to know what begrudging tolerance is from this guy. "Hey asshole, I'll give you the GRACE to fix yourself from the way I made you to the way I want you to be"
 
What an absurd way to conflate shit to rationalize stupidity. Joel Osteen has to smile his pretty, shiny, appealing, bullshit shilling smile really hard to get this one through. But, as expected, the idiots will just use this batch of freshly excreted donkey dung to bolster their untenable position.

Sunday, March 25, 2012

Dick Cheney is the closest thing we have to "the Simpsons" Mr. Burns

Dick Cheney has undergone a heart transplant. This wealthy and soon to be bionic man will be blazing through hearts of poor young car accident victims by the dozen long before I get Kaiser Permanente to authorize the generic version of Lipitor for me to protect my one and only heart. It reminds me of the episode of the Simpsons where Mr. Burns regains vitality by transfusing multiple pints of Bart's blood. He's never gonna stop. That's what needs to be realized here. This man has the means and the drive to actually live forever. He is the T-1000. So, if you hate Dick Cheney to the point of actually doing something about it, you better build a vat and fill it with molten steel; 'cause that's what it's gonna take to bring down the Cheney.

This blog posting wouldn't be right if I didn't at least take one little cheap shot at the "Decider's" supposed puppet master. I compare Dick Cheney to Mr. Burns; however, in an older episode focused on Grampa Simpson, it is revealed that the diabolical and diabolically funny Mr. Burns served in a WWII unit nicknamed the HellFish. I don't know much, but I know that blasting lawyers in the face a HellFish does not make.

When I'm old, I better be somewhat deaf.

I've come to the realization that by the time I'm old, I better be at least partially deaf; or I am fuckin' doin' it all wrong. If there's no hearing loss, that means I didn't see enough live rock'n'roll, shoot enough guns, manage to end up in places with explosions, or ended up getting a real man's job, like working in a machine shop. I was at the Skylark Lounge earlier tonight, seeing the Chuck Hughes Band. So I can say this isn't a goal on which I have overwhelmingly procrastinated.

I was at a certain, massive facility in the downtown area where I struck some gear with two union hands. I lucked out and got the two best union cats down there. The tall guy, whom I've known for years, constantly asked me to repeat myself. "Oh yeah, Pete. I pretty much deaf in one ear."

Fuck Yeah. I know how he got his hearing loss. And to that I say "FUCK YEAH".