Monday, January 21, 2008

Filler material - tab down to name my okra...

Wow, when Rita of all people is telling me to write something, that's embarrassing. The thing is, I don't have that much to say. I could rant about some stupid comment I read about how some ladies are dissing Oprah for dissing her chicks to support a black man as though the election of a president should be based on criteria similar to prom king "is he cute?" "what kind of car does he drive?" etc. I typed a long response on the MB I saw it on that basically went back to my earlier post about how one should decide on the candidate (you know, issues). Geez.

Based on my previous post on keeping religion out of political debate and watching a certain candidate recently equate my really wonderful neighbors across the street with someone fornicating with a dog, I would like to introduce Who Would Jesus Elect? bracelets - I (for now) claim the copyright on WWJE bracelets (until someone reminds me that someone else already had the idea first). While I looked for those, I found this ad showing why Jesus' endorsement isn't good (his views on immigration, how universal salvation has stolen the jobs of many angels): http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jKI2C93T4CU

Please remember, I don't hate Christians and I don't judge any follower of any religions' belief system. What I do judge is people who try to impose their belief system on the masses who don't want it. Can you imagine trying to be a gay or lesbian in this country while idiots drive a bus around the nation try to rile up a crowd to take away your rights and to generally lament on the fact that you're burning in hell? "Geez, I just want to get married to my lesbian partner of ten years so I can be guaranteed health care, not be unfairly taxed when my partner dies, be allowed to make decisions about my partner's health if a tube needs to be pulled, be able to pretend that equality does exist in the US, and be able to not be a hot topic for discussion everytime there's an election." That's crazy talk. It's like being a kid and listening to your parents fight about what's wrong with you in the room next door. There's something wrong with me? Don't you know I can hear you?

I know. No one is nearly as interested when I babble about the state of the nation as they are when I post a picture of a cute child (usually my own) or talk about American Idol. I get that. Here's a token picture of me with a piece of okra that cam from Big Daddy's BBQ and magically has a face on it. I would like to think it is Jesus' so I could sell it on eBay, but cool things never happen to me. Sigh. Who do you think he looks like?

2007-11-09 Bridging 4

9 comments:

Diana said...

I so love your babbling (and dry humor). The funny thing is I totally agree with your insights. Thanks for the token picture - can't quite say who the okra looks like...hmmm...

Heather said...

It looks like that big dude from Goonies.. the one who loved chocolate.

Delfina said...

Hmmm...I think I would have to think about who it actually looks like.

Brandi said...

I think it looks like Franklin the turtle! Do you think I watch too many kid shows? LOL!

Susan said...

what's okra?

Kache said...

I have a feeling I'm going to be having nightmares about creepy okra.

Breana said...

i love it when i come here way late and should be sleeping but you make me laugh! thanks!

Lisa said...

At least your babbling and filler material makes valid points, unlike some of the stuff that's been shown on tv lately.

Rita said...

Wow, my name in a post and I missed it until now! Do you still have the piece of okra? If so, how about Moldy for the name?