this is being discussed elsewhere, but i think this needs some discussion here.  

i'm curious how this ends.  like most comments i've seen, i don't wish to see this man die.  yet i can't help but marvel at the sheer insanity of it all.  will he see this all the way through?  will health officials intervene?  can they?  will his family allow him to die for his cause?  if so, will he become a significant martyr for the discriminatory crowd?  

there are some high profile politicians in Utah.  i'd like to hear what they have to say about this.  

then, of course, there is the cause itself.  he, like many devout people, believes that homosexuality is a sin so any union between same sex people should not be recognized by the gov't.  that's the crux of it at least.  i'm always amazed that people can get so worked up about an issue that has exactly zero impact on their own lives.  the argument that i use, which is quite simple, is that if you don't like gay marriage don't get gay married.  problem solved.  but it's so incredibly important to this man that he's willing to risk his health while having no chance of actually effecting policy.  this, to me, seems important.  since the policy can't change until it works its way through the courts, he's likely going to have to go without food for a long long time. which means that this will play out one of three ways:

1.  he dies

2.  he caves

3.  someone intervenes

i'm leaning towards number two, but i'll be keeping my eye out for one or three.  


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I recognize and share your rage over racism, sexism, and homophobia. 

There is an exercise one can do when ear worms keep the rage alive. It has to do with going into the feeling (depression, fear, anger, sadness, guilt, shame, etc.,) until one feels silly. Then replace the raging ear worm with a silly one. I know of no better source than Monty Python for such an exercise. 

Always Look On The Bright Side Of Life Lyrics

Some things in life are bad

They can really make you mad

Other things just make you swear and curse
When you're chewing on life's gristle
Don't grumble, give a whistle
And this'll help things turn out for the best

And always look on the bright side of life
Always look on the light side of life

If life seems jolly rotten
There's something you've forgotten
And that's to laugh and smile and dance and sing
When you're feeling in the dumps
Don't be silly chumps
Just purse your lips and whistle, that's the thing

And always look on the bright side of life
Come on!
Always look on the right side of life

For life is quite absurd
And death's the final word
You must always face the curtain with a bow
Forget about your sin
Give the audience a grin
Enjoy it, it's your last chance anyhow

So, always look on the bright side of death
A-just before you draw your terminal breath

Life's a piece of shit
When you look at it
Life's a laugh and death's a joke, it's true
You'll see it's all a show
Keep 'em laughing as you go
Just remember that the last laugh is on you

And always look on the bright side of life
Always look on the right side of life

C'mon Brian, cheer up!

Always look on the bright side of life
Always look on the bright side of life

Worse things happen at sea, you know
Always look on the bright side of life

I mean, what have you got to lose
You know, you come from nothing, you're going back to nothing
What have you lost? Nothing!

Always look on the right side of life...

Nothing will come from nothing, you know what they say?
Cheer up you old bugger, c'mon give us a grin!
There you are, see, it's the end of the film
Incidentally, this record is available in the foyer
Some of us have to got live as well, you know
Who do you think pays for all this rubbish
They're not gonna make their money back, you know
I told them, I said to them, Bernie, I said they'll never make their money back

I've seen that video several times, and it always picks me up....and then I forget about it for a while again. Many thanks.  I like "every Sperm is Sacred," too.  LOL!

I am sure that much of my current rage and ranting over injustice in general is an offshoot of my current situation; being so far below the federal poverty level that I'm drowning just trying to pay the utilities and hang onto my house.  In other words, FEAR.

I have often thought of turning this place into a new church...of The Sacred Avocado...(Dog knows we have a big enough "baptismal font" in the back yard...with obscenely high maintenance fees) but I have no imagination as far as creating the kind of dogma (catma?) that goes along with such an endeavor. 

I just keep thinking that if pathological liars like Joseph Smith, Aimee Semple McPherson,  and L. Ron Hubbard could build empires out of nothing, I ought to be able to do something.  Guacamole and beer communion, for instance...but that's as far as I've gotten with it.  And my JW sister would pitch a fit and fall in it (she co-owns the house with me.).

I just don't want this property bulldozed and turned into a McMansion... something that looks like the box a real home was packed my lifetime There are a couple of those monsters on the street behind us; the most recent one took more than 5 years to complete, and the speculators who built it still haven't been able to sell it!  (Check Google Maps or Google Earth for  500 Eton Drive, Burbank, CA's ghastly!) The first thing they did when they acquired the property was rip out all the beautiful trees...and I know that whoever buys our place would do the same to our avocado, lemon, and orange trees.  I could not bear seeing that.

Oooops!  still ranting.  Sorry.

sk8eycat, I found a house at 500 Eton Dr. and it completely fills the lot, with no landscaping. Is that the one you mean? On the corner? It doesn't fit the neighborhood and I would be surprised if anyone would buy that large a house on that small a lot. It is nice. 

The neighborhood looks very pretty and I can see why you don't want to leave it. 

Google Earth reveals many earthquakes in your area within the past week. Do you often feel shacking? You are right on a plate boundary. 

That's the house, all right!  Last summer they were renting it out on weekends for a "party house."  Noisy as hell.

There are a lot of fault lines around here, but our neighborhood is on bedrock...alluvial soil is more likely to move when a fault slips.  I haven't felt any quakes lately...except when big trucks drive by. 

I think the magnitude has to be 3.5 or stronger for humans to feel, unless you're super-sensitive. It also depends on whether you're standing or lying down; you feel more when you're flat.  The cats haven't been behaving unusually...and they DO before a big one hits.  I'll have to check the USGS maps to see what's been going on.

Every sperm is sacred. Is that why the male has noctural emissions as he sleeps, but to do it manually is a "sin?" Maybe he enjoyed it too much, so he just has to wait for baby making time, or let gawd drain him when he is unaware.

Next thing we know these sperm will already have "souls" and this becomes a great reason to be killing abortion doctors. Yes, alll those evil women who use abortion as birth control. Just think of all the money they could save if somebody told them about the birth control pill.

They probably would rip out your avocado, lemon and orange trees.  I would hate that.  When I sold my old house to my son in law, he took-out a beautiful tree I had in the front yard, but I managed to hold my tongue.

Does anyone want to guess at the numbers, probably thousands, of enslaved black cooks spit into the foods their white owners would soon eat?

My guess:  Number of slaves:  8356        Number of loogies hawked:  457491

I'll bet many of them also peed in the soup (or spoon bread/cornbread batter), too.  (I remember a scene in the "Roots" mini-series when Kizzy spat in a cup of water before giving it to the snotty old lady who had been her childhood "friend." Powerful scene!)

When Roots was first published I couldn't afford to buy the hardcover version, so I signed up for it at the library.  When I finally got my hands on the book(s), I read straight through without stopping to sleep.  I identified with the characters so strongly that the next time I happened to accidentally look in a mirror, I wondered for a second who that "clabberface" was.

Just to clarify:  The "miracle" wasn't that seagulls showed up out of nowhere--of course they were always there. It was because the grasshoppers were eating everything in sight and suddenly (in answer to prayer, of course) vast numbers of the seagulls showed up and ate all the grasshoppers, saving the crops and the pioneers. It's a completely natural occurrence but they saw it as a miracle. 

Oh, I know that...that's why I had a difficult time not laughing at the tour guide.  It was the way she told the story, and her emphasis on seagulls. That such creatures should be there, in the middle of the land mass, miles from an ocean...and that they would eat something besides fish.  Seagulls will eat anything they can get their beaks and talons on....even bagels.
Or grasshoppers.


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