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Happy Believer's Day LiveJournal!

Today, I want to make some distinctions so that everyone can understand my point of view.  By now, I think that many of you would come to the conclusion that I don't necessarily hate the concept of religion, I find it ridiculous.  As opposed to spirituality which I embrace wholeheartedly.

But there is one religion here that I absolutely abhor.  That religion would be Islam.  I want to make a couple of things clear.  Many of you know that I choose my words very carefully.  I want to make it clear that I am NOT an Islamophobe.  Being an Islamophobe indicates a fear of Islam.  I do not fear Islam.  A more weak group of people you will not find on this planet.  How can you fear weak people.

I am an Islamomist.  Better put I harbor Islamomisia!  Where the last syllable Phobe indicates fear.  Misia (from the Greek Misos) indicates hatred. So lets get this clear.  I am an Islamomist.

The important question here is....."why?".   If you have been reading my blog for a while you know that I ridicule and abhor stupid.  Anything that is stupid I absolutely hate.  I sometimes see that in myself and move to correct it immediately.  Nothing is more stupid than Islam. Actually, there is something more stupid than Islam but I will get to that later.

Happy Hump Day everyone!  Here's hoping everyone had a good one today.  And I also wish everyone well for the upcoming Memorial Day Weekend.  We are going to be underwater this weekend so we will just have to see how things go.

I am sitting here trying to figure out what women truly want in a relationship.  I have come to the conclusion that they don't even know.  I just spent about an hour listening to Harley ramble on about her mother.  Seems that her mom is involved in a relationship where her significant other (SO) gets jealous when she (her mother) goes out.  He follows her around and is right there to pick her up as soon as whatever she is doing outside the house is done.  Yet, he goes out until all hours of the night, doesn't tell her where he goes and doesn't tell her where he's been.

I really have to start giving people names here so that you all know who I am talking about.  Let's call Harley's mom Mrs. Quinn and her SO we will call The Cheater. OK?