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I see that you’re new here, so your ignorance is understandable. But you just lit into one of the most loving, gentle, caring, and tolerant people you ever would have known. Pity, that. And frankly, with people like you drowning out people like Gobear, it is no wonder that the efforts of gays to be heard require so much struggle. You are to homosexuals what Madylin Murray O’Hair was to atheists. And what Fred Phelps is to Christians.
Oh. In case you’ve lost track, the person was Triskadecamus.
HA! Obviously, you’re trembling in fear, petrified that my unholy wrath will descend upon you … cowering in some … some …
Okay, I got nothing else.
Y’know, it’s funny; I had lunch with Aries28 today, and we were both remarking how rare it is to see someone on the boards come back and admit a mistake. Thank you for making me eat those words. I sincerely appreciate it.
Aries28 will gladly put in a good word with Elijah Wood for you, if you can arrange a clothing-optional hot-oil massage for her by Viggo Mortensen.
(I have tried to explain to her that this would be a sin, but she keeps saying “I’m saved by grace, tra-la, tra-la” and ignores me.)
Okay, I don’t see Trickademus saying anything different from any of the anti-gay bigots on here. But you’ve clearly been here longer, so I’m probably missing something.
I’m way too emotional about this right now (flying of the handle since my dad, the worthless fucking asshole who is now dead to me, announced that he’ll be voting for Bush in the Fall) to be any good here, I think.
I’ll bow out, unless someone wants to direct a comment specifically to me.
Don’t sweat it. You’re obviously young, wide-eyed, and excited. And you seem to be reasonable. Everything will fall into place in time. My only advice to you would be learn all you can from Gobear. He is an excellent ambassador.
I saw no smugness in Jersey’s post whatsoever and she stated her position well. You’re angry because she can’t agree with you so you evidently feel the need to insult her or anyone who disagrees with you on this issue.
You, creature who used to be known as “[Someone’s]4Ever”, deliberately and knowingly indulged in malice and slander towards me. I find you as good an argument against Christianity as Christ, Himself is for it. The only sins I saw you condemn were non-Christianity and homosexuality. I never saw you offer one word of kindness or support. Indeed, when I treated you with courtesy and respect at a point when I was in trouble, you responded with an attack. You then compounded the initial attack with a second one in a place which I could not respond to you.
Christians like you are people I want no part of. The tax collectors, prostitures, and Samaritans are far more my style.
CJ
Get off your cross.
All you ever do is talk about how horrible you have been treated, and how easily you can be swayed out of Christianity.
Maybe you should let go of the past and start living, instead of blaming this person and that person for your oh so horrible treatment.
I got news for you, there are a lot worse things going on to people, and if you would get off your cross and see that, maybe you wouldn’t pitty yourself so much.
Poor you, I know. It’s over.
Someone’s forever, indeed. Lynn is a child of God. Whos child are you? Continue to call yourself a Christian if you want. You are misled my dear. Go re read your Bible.
I have nothing further to say to you, and I do not care to read anymore of your pity posts.
Jersey Diamond, to you, I apologize. I came into this thread extremely stressed out. When I say “extremely” I mean close to the point where it’s threatening my sanity. It’s not, I’m afraid going to be a pleasant evening.:rolleyes: I am, however, taking appropriate measures.
Here’s what I had intended to say to you. I took the liberty of looking at the threads you’ve posted in recently. This is the BBQ Pit. While I didn’t count, right now, we’ve got threads about all sorts of human sinfulness and depravity, including a particular bit of inhuman behaviour which led to a young man dying in agony in a jail cell. The only sins I saw you speaking against were homosexuality and, on other occaisions, not being Christian. I know you say you oppose other sins, and I believe you are a nice person. The thing is, perhaps if we saw you speaking out against other sins, perhaps we’d believe you more when you say you oppose them.
I understand feeling underfire; quite frankly, when this thread started, I felt a bit under fire, and I don’t count homosexuality more inherently sinful than heterosexuality. On the other hand, even promiscuity, which I consider sinful no matter whom one is being promiscuous with is nowhere near as hot a button for me as, well, malice, slander, and especially cruelty. Tell me you’ve slept with dozens of people, and I’ll shrug and resolve not to be one of them, although if you ask me, I will tell you I disapprove. Be cruel to someone, or advocate being cruel to someone and, well, you get what I just did, although I will repent and atone once the adrenaline wears off. Actually, as noted, I already repent, and I know that my attitude is sinful, but the damage was great and it will take time to heal. I made the mistake of letting my guard down.
Again, to you, Jersey Diamond, I apologize. To God, I already have. Please, though, consider. If you say “Of course A, B, C, and D are sinful”, if you only speak of the sinfulness of D and not A, B, and C, can you see how people might get the wrong impression?
Respectfully,
CJ
The child of her parents and of God, as is the case for every human being on this planet. Isn’t it wonderful?
And especially the parts where it is said that Jesus loves everyone:)
What in the world is your problem? And what does all your ranting have to do with my post about Jersey?? I was polite in my post and this is the response I get? I haven’t posted in awhile and what I posted has nothing to do with all this ranting of yours. Just because I don’t share your position on some of these things, doesn’t make me some kind of slug for you to verbally abuse.
“Just because I don’t share your position”? That’s certainly one way of putting it. If this is the way you see the disagreements you’ve had with so many of us, perhaps:
Either way, we seem to be at an impasse. Given the duration of time you’ve been here and the lack of effective communication that’s come to pass, you might simply consider abandoning this place, as it appears to be a waste of your time:( Failing that, someone who isn’t quite so numb/in complete shock at Persephone’s death* can try to explain to you better what my thought is here if it’s unclear.
*I don’t mean to use this as a trump card but as a way of expressing in as unbiased a manner as possible the fact that I just can’t quite see straight right now.
Thank you for your polite response, iampunha. I’m sure you’re probably right about my being here. I don’t come here very often anymore, just every once in awhile. Nor do I usually post much either. But I see no reason we can’t share views and just agree to disagree.
I’m sorry about Persephone’s death.
There IS a reason why you can’t share views and agree to disagree.
Didn’t you just call everyone on here a nasty name somewhere else?
We are christinas, menaing we are supposed to act like Christ.
Not easy, for sure.
The reason children ask is probably because they are not familiar with gay couples, not knowing all that many.
My son thought it weird, cause he only knows opposite sex couples.
Kids understand quite well; however, we must explain to them and let them make up thier minds.
For instance, my son hates Bush; I do not know why, I’ve never spoken agains the man.
I’ve explained hois policy and positions, we agree to disagree(though he doesn’t care for dean either!)
Good Lord!
I must start calling christians something else, its too easy to make that mistake!
lynn73
Because you can’t just agree to disagree, can’t you see that? You agree that you think their entire existence is abhorrent and evil and they should just deal with it.
For example:
All Jesus freaks are Jew-hating, murdering, child-raping perverts. I know they don’t mean to be and I love them anyway, but still, it’s just a fact, that’s what they are. Yeah, I know you’re a J-Freak and you disagree, but can’t we just agree to disagree?
That’s how you come across even to a (relatively) disinterested party. Can you imagine how much worse it is for one of those so judged?
Today I let go of the past and started living. To celebrate this new phase of my life, I wore my bright yellow “Today is the first day of the rest of your life!” Tshirt on my joyful stroll down to Halsted to buy some life-affirming scented candles. As I rounded (swingingly) the corner of Elaine and Roscoe, it came to my newly heightened attention that there was, well, a ruckus on Halsted. Probably other in-the-moment gay people making a joyful noise, in this new world of blamefree, unhorrible treatment.
The closer I got to Halsted, the joyfuller the noise got. At least it seemed that way. And then, before you could say “look at her NAILS!” I was picking myself up from the ground, with a kind of buzzing feeling in my head, like the time I used that Goodwill curling iron on my wet hair. Try as I might, I couldn’t see what was going on. Just red; red all around me, and my eyes kinda burning, and the buzzing was kinda wobbling, kinda ringing. I rubbed my eyes, and suddenly saw clear. But still red; my hands were red.
Well, you coulda blown me over with a feather boa. Blood! I had blood on my hands, on my face! I felt my face, felt my hair, and gosh was my hair a mess! Sticky, wet, and *NOT * my shade of red at ALL!
Well naturally I was perturbed. I looked around on the ground, and I saw a brick, with some of my hair stuck to it. Well, you don’t have to tell *ME * what two and two makes! I picked up that brick, all ready to return it right to sender, and then I was seized with a soft, warm feeling: my new leaf. I dropped the brick, ashamed of myself, and meditated for a moment on my new mantra, Today is the first day of the rest of your life. I had come *this close * to blaming! And then I thought of all the people who had it worse than me, like Justin from the first season of American Idol, and Brenda Vacarro. And then I realized, that the brick, the blood, those were all in the past! It had happened like two minutes ago. And if two minutes ago isn’t in the past, well then I’m Milla Jovovich. (And trust me, I’m no Milla Jovovich.)
So I continued on my industrious mission of accomplishment and newness. When I was almost to Waxin’ Poetic, trying to decide whether to get the Charlie! scented candle (kinda free, kinda wow!) or the nail-polish scented candle, my progress was blocked by a woman in a violently flowered dress (she looked kind of like a sofa). She was carrying a sign, but from where I was I was unable to read it. Luckily, just at that moment she began to lean into a slow turn, and I read, in big squarey capitals: MATTHEW SHEPPERD IS BURNING IN HELL!
But you know what the nice thing is, about my newfound life of happiness and unhorribleness? At the very moment I passed her and reached the door of Waxin’ Poetic, she was in the past! I could still hear her screaming, poor dear, but I couldn’t quite make out what she was saying. But every time she paused for breath, POOF! Whatever she had just screamed was in the past! That’s one of the more convenient thing about time, that it never quite seems to be now. Say “NOW!” Even the word NOW has no nowness; as soon as you say it, it’s in the past! This is gonna be easy as a Hostess Fruit Pie, to live my life in the now: as soon as something happens to me that hurts me, or scares me, or if my boss finds out about my alternative lifestyle and fires me, like he fired Kenny after Kenny accidentally wore wedgies to work (although to tell the truth, wedgies?!?), or when my Maurice dies, which could really be any day now, he lay so long in the alley behind the Manhole before someone finally stopped to help him, and his mom arrests me if I show up at his funeral, like she said she would because it’s gonna be in a church, she says, not that I’d know what the inside of a church looks like, I’m probly the one who made Maurice stop coming to church, so she’ll burn in hell before she’ll see me in her church, or if my nephew tries to commit suicide again, like he did when his mom’s neighbor told her that there were rumors that Rufus, my nephew, was seen holding another boy’s hand right there, on Broadway for god and everybody to see, and his mom cried and cried, why me lord, why me, what did I ever do to deserve a homosexual son, well, I’ll just wiggle my nose Samantha style, and before I’m halfway through the first wiggle, it’ll all be in the past, and I can start living.
lissener,
that was one of the finest rants I’ve seen.
You are Some writer, conveying a wonderful ability to get the point across (though in this case, your wasting your breath) in a vivid manner.
Oh, I forgot this part:
JerseyDiamond:
Fuck you you cunting godwhore! Telling me to just suck it up is like telling a crack baby “Just say NO!” or suggesting that a French peasant should quit complaining about a lack of bread and just eat cake!
I’ve only got a limited number of days on this planet, you antichristian hatemonger, and every second of my life that is stressed, or lessened, or just plain wasted because fucks like you want your children to live in a simple world, is a second lost forever. You, all your friends, and someday your children, are destructive of my time on this planet. You steal from me, you steal time from me, and what the flaming fuck for? What the hell is in it for you? What do you earn to make it worth your while to steal MY fucking time and peace from me? Do you get frequent flier miles? Do you get a get-outta-hell-free card?
You don’t get anything, not from me, not from your church, and not from your children–although someday you may lose them, like my parents lost me. You just get to spend a few more seconds in the dark, nursing your fear of a complicated world, and avoiding the truth. You want to keep the truth of the world from your children, because you’re too weak and stupid to give them the truth, and so you hijack my life?
Go to your own hell.
Did I tell you to suck it up? I don’t think so.
:rolleyes:
you’re an idiot