Here is the LA Times article I found on crazy religious people who decide to fast and pray all day, every day, to end abominations like gay marriage and abortion. Even stranger, they set up shop in the Castro (?!!). Suspicious!
First, this is pointless. If the deity to whom they are praying exists, and is paying attention, that deity is likely irritated to be bothered so frequently by the same boring request all the time. If you were this God, and were omniscient and omnipresent, don't you think you would send some sort of sign to these misguided souls? "Hey, I heard you the last 931 times you asked me to squash your evil desires for the gay leather daddies and bears walking under your window. I know what's in your heart. You keep saying 'end the abomination of gay marriage,' but I'm omnipresent, and I see what you do in your free time when the other commune members aren't looking and know that you have a secret account downstairs at Castro Gulch to pick up your hot bareback porn. Could you lay off? Earth is falling apart, and there's a lot of other planets in the galaxy that probably need my assistance. Thanks, have a nice day, and shut up. Oh, and come out of the closet already. I actually don't care, by the way."
Second, what? If you're going to fast and pray all day every day to bring a righteous end to a horrible wrong, why not pick a more worthwhile wrong? I could think of a few things that would warrant a lifetime of prayer. World hunger, lack of access to clean water, war, AIDS, poverty, land mines, the depleted environment, endless greed propped up by capitalism...? Hello?
Third, I am unsurprised by this freaky cult/church being headquartered in East San Diego County. There are fewer scarier places I can think of.
Lastly, this is my personal invitation to you to vote no on Prop 8, which truthfully has more to do with our precious California Constitution than it does with marriage. I generally hold unfavorable views toward marriage, and I agree that it is probably outdated and almost certainly not all it's made out to be. But I really love our Constiution, and so should you.
Did you know that California once had "Alien Land Laws" which barred all "aliens ineligible for citizenship" (ie, all Asian immigrants, particularly Chinese immigrants who were laying down the railroad) from owning land? It lasted until 1946 when the California Supreme Court finally woke up and held that those laws violate the Fourteenth Amendment. Check out Sei Fujii v. California.
My point is this: it is the Supreme Court's job to interpret the constitution and sometimes overturn legislation when the legislation (Prop 22, or the Knight Initiative) sucks. The whole "will of the voters" argument is a bad one. Google Loving v. Virginia and Brown v. Board of Education, if you're not already familiar with those cases. If the California Constitution gets amended, it will open the floodgates for every other wacked-out group with enough money to be inspired to put their cracked-out initiative and further ruin our constitution.
By the way, the California Supreme Court is largely populated by Republican-appointed judges. Check out what our Chief Justice had to say about the court's decision here. Please note: he was appointed by Ronald Reagan back in 1972. He's not some radical Berkeley tree-sitter named Zorba. He's a well-educated, experienced judge. And he put it better than I could: "the ultimate will of the people is the Constitution."
So, I leave you with this: don't be an intellectual loser. No one is going to come into any church and force church officals to marry those pesky gays and lesbians. No church is going to lose its tax-free status. No school is going to start indoctrinating kids into the evil path of homosexuality (although I would like to point out that the vast majority of homosexuals have heterosexual parents...so if you're gonna push the "defect" argument, you may as well nudge it over to the defective breeders who popped us gaylords out). And if you really want to protect the sanctity of marriage, I fully expect that you also oppose divorce and seek to amend the constitution to that end as well. Doesn't sound so exciting now, does it? Vote no on prop 8.
Showing posts with label politics. Show all posts
Showing posts with label politics. Show all posts
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Saturday, October 4, 2008
The Upcoming Election
It's hard not to get excited about the potential for our upcoming federal and state elections.
It's hard not to daydream about the possibility of a world where the middle name of the president of the United States is Hussein, where the Republican party may face a severe majority in the Senate to match its deficiency in the House of Representatives, where same-sex marriage will be protected in California.
It's also hard not to get frustrated when the Republican presidential candidate and vice-presidential candidate keep throwing around the term "Second Holocaust," as if there has been only one Holocaust, as if Jews are the only people who can suffer a Holocaust. As if there haven't already been myriad Holocausts all over the globe. As if indigenous people haven't experienced genocide on every continent on the planet.
Real Clear Politics has the current Electoral College at 353 Obama, 185 McCain. I can't wait. I'd take a simple majority, but I'm salivating over a Republican slaughter, like the way Larry Craig gets all hot and bothered over illicit homo airport bathroom sex.
It's hard not to daydream about the possibility of a world where the middle name of the president of the United States is Hussein, where the Republican party may face a severe majority in the Senate to match its deficiency in the House of Representatives, where same-sex marriage will be protected in California.
It's also hard not to get frustrated when the Republican presidential candidate and vice-presidential candidate keep throwing around the term "Second Holocaust," as if there has been only one Holocaust, as if Jews are the only people who can suffer a Holocaust. As if there haven't already been myriad Holocausts all over the globe. As if indigenous people haven't experienced genocide on every continent on the planet.
Real Clear Politics has the current Electoral College at 353 Obama, 185 McCain. I can't wait. I'd take a simple majority, but I'm salivating over a Republican slaughter, like the way Larry Craig gets all hot and bothered over illicit homo airport bathroom sex.
Wednesday, April 9, 2008
Look Into My Eyes
Look into my eyes, tell me what you see
You don’t see a damn thing, cuz you can’t relate to me.
You’re blinded by our differences, my life makes no sense to you.
I’m the persecuted one, you’re the red white and blue.
You stay awake in tranquility, a face to cross your eyes.
Each day I wake in gratitude, thanking God he let me rise.
You worry about your education and the bills you have to pay,
I worry about my vulnerable life, and if I’ll survive another day.
Your biggest fear is getting a ticket as you close your cadillac,
My fear is that the tank that has just left will turn around and come back.
Do you know the truth of where your money goes?
Do you let the media deceive your mind?
Is this the truth, that nobody, nobody, nobody knows?
Someone tell me, ooohh
Let’s not cry tonight, I promise you one day is through
Ooohh my brothers, ooohh my sister, ooohh
Shine a light for every soul that ain’t with us no more,
Ooohh my brothers, ooohh my sisters.
See, I’ve known terror for quite some time.
57 years so cruel.
Terror breathes the air I breathe
It’s the checkpoint on my way to school.
Terror is the rivalry of my land, and the torture of my mother
The imprisonment of my innocent father, the bullet in my baby brother.
The bulldozers and the tanks
The gasses and the guns
The bombs that fall outside my door, all due to your funds.
You blame me for defending myself against the ways of my enemy,
I’m terrorized in my own land, and I the terrorist.
Do you know the truth of where your money goes?
Do you let the media deceive your mind?
Is this the truth, that nobody, nobody, nobody knows?
Someone tell me, ooohh
Let’s not cry tonight, I promise you one day is through
Ooohh my brothers, ooohh my sister, ooohh
Shine a light for every soul that ain’t with us no more,
Ooohh my brothers, ooohh my sisters.
America do you realize that the taxes that you pay
Feed the forces that traumatize my every living day?
So if I won’t be here tomorrow, it’s written in my faith
May the future bring a brighter day, the end of our wait.
Ooohh, let’s not cry tonight, I promise you one day is through
Ooohh my brothers, ooohh my sister, ooohh
Shine a light for every soul that ain’t with us no more,
Ooohh my brothers, ooohh my sisters.
Ooohh, let’s not cry tonight, I promise you one day is through
Ooohh my brothers, ooohh my sister, ooohh
Shine a light for every soul that ain’t with us no more,
Ooohh my brothers, ooohh my sisters.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3P12aqVeZkQ
I encourage everyone to listen to this beautiful song. It might just open up your eyes a bit... and maybe make them tear. (And yes, I transcribed it all by myself :)
You don’t see a damn thing, cuz you can’t relate to me.
You’re blinded by our differences, my life makes no sense to you.
I’m the persecuted one, you’re the red white and blue.
You stay awake in tranquility, a face to cross your eyes.
Each day I wake in gratitude, thanking God he let me rise.
You worry about your education and the bills you have to pay,
I worry about my vulnerable life, and if I’ll survive another day.
Your biggest fear is getting a ticket as you close your cadillac,
My fear is that the tank that has just left will turn around and come back.
Do you know the truth of where your money goes?
Do you let the media deceive your mind?
Is this the truth, that nobody, nobody, nobody knows?
Someone tell me, ooohh
Let’s not cry tonight, I promise you one day is through
Ooohh my brothers, ooohh my sister, ooohh
Shine a light for every soul that ain’t with us no more,
Ooohh my brothers, ooohh my sisters.
See, I’ve known terror for quite some time.
57 years so cruel.
Terror breathes the air I breathe
It’s the checkpoint on my way to school.
Terror is the rivalry of my land, and the torture of my mother
The imprisonment of my innocent father, the bullet in my baby brother.
The bulldozers and the tanks
The gasses and the guns
The bombs that fall outside my door, all due to your funds.
You blame me for defending myself against the ways of my enemy,
I’m terrorized in my own land, and I the terrorist.
Do you know the truth of where your money goes?
Do you let the media deceive your mind?
Is this the truth, that nobody, nobody, nobody knows?
Someone tell me, ooohh
Let’s not cry tonight, I promise you one day is through
Ooohh my brothers, ooohh my sister, ooohh
Shine a light for every soul that ain’t with us no more,
Ooohh my brothers, ooohh my sisters.
America do you realize that the taxes that you pay
Feed the forces that traumatize my every living day?
So if I won’t be here tomorrow, it’s written in my faith
May the future bring a brighter day, the end of our wait.
Ooohh, let’s not cry tonight, I promise you one day is through
Ooohh my brothers, ooohh my sister, ooohh
Shine a light for every soul that ain’t with us no more,
Ooohh my brothers, ooohh my sisters.
Ooohh, let’s not cry tonight, I promise you one day is through
Ooohh my brothers, ooohh my sister, ooohh
Shine a light for every soul that ain’t with us no more,
Ooohh my brothers, ooohh my sisters.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3P12aqVeZkQ
I encourage everyone to listen to this beautiful song. It might just open up your eyes a bit... and maybe make them tear. (And yes, I transcribed it all by myself :)
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
She's Bringing Jesus Back
As the Obama pastor "scandal" has unfurled, and as the senator has effectively rebounded with a speech many pundits are praising as a nomination-clincher, I wondered where the HRC campaign was. Why wouldn't they strike now?
Then I came across this Huffington Post article by Barbara Ehrenreich, which details a secretive group called the "Fellowship," or the "Family." Basically, these folks are crazier about Jesus than even Fox News, and I mean in the most profoundly dangerous way. Ehrenreich refers to a Mother Jones article which is also worth a close read. You can debate as to whether HRC's participation in this group is merely politically strategic, but keep in mind the association goes back for at least 15 years, if not more. Could she possibly have held the same political aspirations that began to surface post-Lewinsky? Doubtful. Read and draw your own conclusions.
In other political notes, Senator McCreepy McCain thinks that Iran, Iraq, Al-Qaeda, Sunnis, and Shiites are all the same thing. What a bright fellow! Who says geriatrics aren't capable of leadership and global understanding?
Then I came across this Huffington Post article by Barbara Ehrenreich, which details a secretive group called the "Fellowship," or the "Family." Basically, these folks are crazier about Jesus than even Fox News, and I mean in the most profoundly dangerous way. Ehrenreich refers to a Mother Jones article which is also worth a close read. You can debate as to whether HRC's participation in this group is merely politically strategic, but keep in mind the association goes back for at least 15 years, if not more. Could she possibly have held the same political aspirations that began to surface post-Lewinsky? Doubtful. Read and draw your own conclusions.
In other political notes, Senator McCreepy McCain thinks that Iran, Iraq, Al-Qaeda, Sunnis, and Shiites are all the same thing. What a bright fellow! Who says geriatrics aren't capable of leadership and global understanding?
Thursday, February 14, 2008
The Bush-Capades
I am finally posting my long-awaited review of the day in Palestine when ...
On Thursday, January 10th, 2008, George W.B., along with 1700 US Soldiers, took their 1st trip to the WB, the West Bank, Palestine, the place over 4 million refugees and expatriates, including myself, call home. Not only did Bush bring 1700 US personnel along, but all the employed Palestinian police, army, and security forces were on duty that day. It was like a national holiday. All shops in downtown Ramallah (Al Manara) were required to close. The forces roaming Ramallah were doing everything at all costs to stop opposition to the President we all hate, not just in Ramallah, but in all the West Bank.
Those living in the streets surrounding the Muqat'a, the Palestinian President's headquarters, were forbidden to leave their homes or even look out the window. They were warned that they would be shot at if they did so. All the nearby streets were closed. Oh, yes, and schools were closed as well for this ... day.
As I woke up late and began walking toward the center of town with my laptop bag, sans laptop, I was stopped by a jeep full of Palestinian army men. They asked if they could talk to me for a minute and then the man in the passenger seat got out and asked if I had anything in my bag. I said yes. (I don't normally carry big bags without anything in them, I was thinking.) He asked me what was in it. I said notebooks (telling the complete truth), want to see? I opened my bag, looked at him dumbfounded, and then he appologized and returned to his seat. I set off walking, a bit frazzled, as they drove away. (At this time I was unaware of the security measures I described above).
As I walked on, I realized, a bit slow on hte uptake as usual, that my big bag had suspect written all over it and that I could have possibly been plotting to kill Bush or something. I guess it's a good idea I didn't plot ahead of time, as much as it sounds like a great idea looking back. I've never been that close to Bush! I arrive uptown disappointed ...
Not only was there no protest, which I later found out the reason for, but the only people who were there silently holding up signs were foreigners. Obviously non-Palestinian, native speakers of English, German, etc., and they were holding up signs about peace, "Bush = Terrorist," and one that completely irritated me which said, "Our Freedom Is NOT For Sale." A great message, yes, I agree, but shouldn't that message be coming from Palestinians who actually own the land that should not be for sale and not foreign activists? I was PISSED! Where were the PALESTINIANS??
I later found out where they were. The Palestinian protesters were stopped before they could even start. Two of my friends were planning to just pump up hundreds of black balloons to release upon Bush's arrival around 11am, but they were stopped in the place that was pumping them up, were physically searched, and had their hawiyyas (or ID cards) taken; all this dome by Palestinian police. (How did they know where they would be pumping?? Talk about secret service ...) All of the protests throughout the West Bank were instantly smothered, Gaza being the only region to take a stand against Bush's visit. Could this be a divide and conquer tactic? I am uncertain, but now I will pose more questions for you to ponder.:
On Thursday, January 10th, 2008, George W.B., along with 1700 US Soldiers, took their 1st trip to the WB, the West Bank, Palestine, the place over 4 million refugees and expatriates, including myself, call home. Not only did Bush bring 1700 US personnel along, but all the employed Palestinian police, army, and security forces were on duty that day. It was like a national holiday. All shops in downtown Ramallah (Al Manara) were required to close. The forces roaming Ramallah were doing everything at all costs to stop opposition to the President we all hate, not just in Ramallah, but in all the West Bank.
Those living in the streets surrounding the Muqat'a, the Palestinian President's headquarters, were forbidden to leave their homes or even look out the window. They were warned that they would be shot at if they did so. All the nearby streets were closed. Oh, yes, and schools were closed as well for this ... day.
As I woke up late and began walking toward the center of town with my laptop bag, sans laptop, I was stopped by a jeep full of Palestinian army men. They asked if they could talk to me for a minute and then the man in the passenger seat got out and asked if I had anything in my bag. I said yes. (I don't normally carry big bags without anything in them, I was thinking.) He asked me what was in it. I said notebooks (telling the complete truth), want to see? I opened my bag, looked at him dumbfounded, and then he appologized and returned to his seat. I set off walking, a bit frazzled, as they drove away. (At this time I was unaware of the security measures I described above).
As I walked on, I realized, a bit slow on hte uptake as usual, that my big bag had suspect written all over it and that I could have possibly been plotting to kill Bush or something. I guess it's a good idea I didn't plot ahead of time, as much as it sounds like a great idea looking back. I've never been that close to Bush! I arrive uptown disappointed ...
Not only was there no protest, which I later found out the reason for, but the only people who were there silently holding up signs were foreigners. Obviously non-Palestinian, native speakers of English, German, etc., and they were holding up signs about peace, "Bush = Terrorist," and one that completely irritated me which said, "Our Freedom Is NOT For Sale." A great message, yes, I agree, but shouldn't that message be coming from Palestinians who actually own the land that should not be for sale and not foreign activists? I was PISSED! Where were the PALESTINIANS??
I later found out where they were. The Palestinian protesters were stopped before they could even start. Two of my friends were planning to just pump up hundreds of black balloons to release upon Bush's arrival around 11am, but they were stopped in the place that was pumping them up, were physically searched, and had their hawiyyas (or ID cards) taken; all this dome by Palestinian police. (How did they know where they would be pumping?? Talk about secret service ...) All of the protests throughout the West Bank were instantly smothered, Gaza being the only region to take a stand against Bush's visit. Could this be a divide and conquer tactic? I am uncertain, but now I will pose more questions for you to ponder.:
- Why can foreigners speak on behalf of Palestinians, but Palestinians can't speak on behalf of Palestinians?
- If the Palestinian President, or anyone in the world for that matter, came to DC to speak with the US President, would work close? School close? Would people be threatened of leaving their homes or looking out windows? Would protests be stifled? (Shu? Bafakruna klab? - What? They think we're dogs?)
- Why does the US worship Israel when their government allowed and didn't stop protests against Bush's meetings with Palestine and Israel? Why were Israelis allowed to work and go to school?
- Why did Bush go out of his way to pay a visit to the graves of Israelis but refused to visit Yaser Arafat's grave when he was only 15 meters away? (It was literally 15 meters, for I was in the headquarters with a Presidential guard member just days after his arrival where he showed me how everything happened.)
- After Ramallah Bush went to Bethlehem. Actually, he went to the Church of the Nativity. When asked cordially but the Minister of Tourism on Palestine multiple times to walk around Bethlehem, take a look at the wall, and get a better feel for what Palestinians live like, he REFUSED! Not that I'm optimistic in any way, but how much can Bush help the Palestinian people if he doesn't even care to know their conditions?
Sunday, February 3, 2008
Electioneering
On Super Bowl Sunday, John McCain's campaign called my parents' house repeatedly. My parents live in Ventura County, CA. Via his enthusiastic recorded message, Senator McCreepy stated:
- the borders are broken, and we can fix them (if we elect him, of course)
- he can protect America from radical Islamic terrorism
Well, Senator, who is going to protect you from Mama Jan? Hm? 2008's primary will be her first American voting experience ever, following her semi-recent citizenship. And she's been running a one-woman campaign show for Barack Hussein Obama. Her main canvassing areas include Macy's and the Warner Center mini-shopping mall in Woodland Hills, CA, during her lunch breaks. Together, and with the help of all liberals everywhere, they are going to enlist all your illegal alien Arizona border babies into a Wahhabi madrasa and train them to bomb suburbia. You are so royally fucked.
By the way, you need to spend your campaign advertisement dollars better; my parents are registered without party affiliation. In California, home of your best friend Arnie the Barbarian, your beloved Republican party decided to hold a closed primary. So all the decline-to-state unaffiliated people are going to vote in the Democratic primary. Not yours. So, please cease and desist your little telephone jihad. Thanks!
- the borders are broken, and we can fix them (if we elect him, of course)
- he can protect America from radical Islamic terrorism
Well, Senator, who is going to protect you from Mama Jan? Hm? 2008's primary will be her first American voting experience ever, following her semi-recent citizenship. And she's been running a one-woman campaign show for Barack Hussein Obama. Her main canvassing areas include Macy's and the Warner Center mini-shopping mall in Woodland Hills, CA, during her lunch breaks. Together, and with the help of all liberals everywhere, they are going to enlist all your illegal alien Arizona border babies into a Wahhabi madrasa and train them to bomb suburbia. You are so royally fucked.
By the way, you need to spend your campaign advertisement dollars better; my parents are registered without party affiliation. In California, home of your best friend Arnie the Barbarian, your beloved Republican party decided to hold a closed primary. So all the decline-to-state unaffiliated people are going to vote in the Democratic primary. Not yours. So, please cease and desist your little telephone jihad. Thanks!
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