Wednesday, March 02, 2005

GOD CAN SUCK IT

My Dad told me that the 2005 I am living in is not the same 2005 that some people are living in. Yesterday the city of Topeka, the capital of my state of residence, tried to pass a law to make it legal to discriminate against homos. It is already legal by not being illegal, but they want to make it known they can do it, I guess to set a precedent for the internment camps. So as usual pops is right.
The only possible explanation I can come up with for why this would be allowed (much less wanted) on a ballot is that we have combined this awe for religion with respect for protected freedom of religion to the extent that religious freaks (ie those that use their religion as a righteous reason for discrimination) proliferate politically and no one says boo. Our president says his highest political advisor is god. I picture the holy army of god backing the soldiers in iraq and it scares the hell out of me.
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Now it is two days later. I got a letter from senator Sam Brownback. As with many of my fake correspondence, this letter was sent to me as a response to my writing and expressing the representation I desire. I wrote of course to express my desire for there not to be an amendment to the US constitution that provides for the labeling and bannning of certain relationships based on ignorant and illogical ideas of right and wrong. the letter: Someone generated and sent to me a letter telling me not to worry because good ole sam will do anything he has to, including sacrificing his transgender kid, to protect the sanctity of marriage. Makes me think of Margaret Cho saying that marriage hasn't been sacred since Lisa Marie Presley married Michael Jackson.
So I write a letter to my senator and he writes back in a manner that proves my letter was not read. In addition to this major slap in the face, it also provides proof that my tax dollars are being used for someone to see my mail, ascertain it regards the marriage amendment, and either put on my address, or enter it into a computer, along with my name, print and post the letter. All without reading my input. I guess this explains why when you send them emails you have to choose from a list of subject options.