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Chris
12 April 2006 @ 11:00 am
I'm glad to see that my 'post your photo' meme is garnering a big response. It's always good to be able to match names to faces.

As for me, it's a typical hump day in the office-- there are charts that need to be billed, vendor invoices to be entered, bills to be paid. Since our office manager quit, I've been pulling double duty with both accounts billable and payable, and it's made me a little stir-crazy. I need to find a job that fulfils me. This one pays the bills, but at the end of the day, it's just an office job. I feel like there's something out there-- something perfect for me-- only I don't know what it is yet. I'm pretty sure it has to do with writing, but what? Reviewing of some kind? Something that lets me go out and have wonderful experiences to encapsulate in words. I hope I find it soon, because between the monotony of medical billing and my mother reminding me twice a week that my old job wants me back, I feel like I just might go a bit crazy. I still kind of want to choke that co-worker.

Last night, I went home and took a nice, hot bath until my fingers got good and pruny. I finished Ecstasia in a pool of violet water with cellophane stars. I'll write up a review of that shortly. I also have to finish a post about my favorite fairy tale. I guess it depends on just how much I get done on my lunch break today.

It is so beautiful outside. Sunny, with small yellow flowers pushing up through the soil. My walk home was equally as gorgeous yesterday. I really have to take some pictures of the area in which I live-- spring has made it come alive. I saw a cardinal yesterday, scarlet red, sitting atop a brambled bush.

As for my night-- I have to go to a Passover seder at my boss's house after work. Likely, I'll be starving by the time the meal is served. I really should have packed a heavier lunch.
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Chris
New Rule: People who run everything can't complain that they're underdogs. To whit, this week, there was a highly-attended conference in Washington called "The War on Christians." Because nothing quite says "I'm oppressed," like the opulent Regency Ballroom of the Omni Shoreham Hotel.

Ah, yes, whatever happened to that plucky little cult, Christianity? Oh, that's right, they're 80% of the American people, and have taken over all three branches of government, country music, public schools, the bestseller list, and until recently, Katie Holmes. You know, Christians, I don't mind that you're part of a dress-up cult that hates sex and worships magic but the paranoia, that does scare me.

Did you know that the Missouri legislature recently felt the need to propose a resolution declaring Christianity Missouri's majority religion. No kidding. Really, you mean people aren't saying, "Gosh, I'd like to go to Missouri, but...too Jewish." In Savannah, recently, a children's book about a baby penguin who is raised by two male penguins - ahh! - was removed from the library for its homosexual overtones. Because you know penguins, in those tuxedos, with the dreamy eyes. Huge fags!

The Christian right are now officially the party of paranoia. Secularists are attacking Christmas! Gays are attacking marriage! Liberals are attacking values! White girls are being abducted at an alarming rate! You know, if you're going to be that paranoid all the time, just get high.

And the worst part is, the people bitching loudest about being persecuted for their Christianity aren't Christians at all. They're demagogues and conmen and scolds. And the only thing they worship is power. If you believe Jesus ever had a good word for war or torture or tax cuts for the rich, or raping the earth, or refusing water to dying migrants, then you might as well believe bunnies lay painted eggs.

And Jesus - and Jesus never said a word about gay marriage. He was much too busy hanging out with 12 guys. Now - now I know George Bush says Jesus Christ changed his heart. But believe me, Dick Cheney changed it back. The only thing Bush has in common with Jesus is they both went into their father's business and got crucified for it.

Thomas Jefferson called the type of Christian who trumpets his own belief in the divinity of Jesus rather than the morality of Jesus "pseudo-Christians." And that's who's running our country today. And since they thrive so much on turning water into "whining" and get off on their endless pretend persecution, this Easter season, let's give them what they want. Let's go to the zoo, get some lions, and feed them Tom DeLay.

I love you, Bill Maher.