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Well, now that all our lives have been enriched by that rousing bit of insight from Brian Cormier on the perfectly reasonable corelation between brains and bosom, let me just add a quote I once heard that I think would be the perfect epitaph...."If it's got Tits or Tires, it'll give you trouble"
Now on to other things. Since Paul has so graciously opened his site up to the meanderings of any idiot with a keyboard who can't get his fool ass oppinion printed in the paper, my fool ass will now indulge. Actually, that's exactly what I wanna bitch about, other people's bitching's's's. If you live in the city of Moncton, you've most likely seen the forum section of the local news paper. This is the all encompasing last ditch effort of sad little people to force their oppinions down the throats of the general populous. I mean really, have you picked up a paper lately and checked it out? Now don't get me wrong, they do have the occasional insightfull blurb from some schmoe with a passing thought; but the vast majority of the entries are from ill informed, hot tempered, social shut-in's who work hard at sheltering themselves from any trace of relevant proof. Lately sunday shopping has been the hot topic of conversation (and when I say conversation I mean useless drivel). Though past topics have included the new bridge to Riverview (even had a few Walter Mitty'ish engineer types offering construction tips on that one), and various other civic matters. Even sadder is the fact that it's always the same goddam people week after week. My personal favorite is the "Captain" of a certain religeous organization fashioned after some sort of military operation (right down to giving themselves cheesy ranks) that run a chain of clothing stores where you too can buy that 1972 yellow and orange tie dyed shirt with the butterfly collar and the stain on the front for only $39.95 (I can't believe you actually bought that shirt Paul). This guy has a whole ecyclopedia of reasons why we are going to hell for defying the will of God.
Which brings me to another point. God...! My friend Marc has a saying that really sums it up for me..."I don't mind God, but his fan club pisses me off". Really though, lets delve into the hipocracy of this for a sec. Did a couple of hundred million people have their common sense surgically removed for a particular reason, or did Religeon just seek out the naturally bone headed? It really is the opiate of the masses, except opium costs a hell of a lot less and you don't have to die to finally get the bonus effect. I wonder if someone came up with a set of official rules for religeon way back in the beginning...
--==The cult of God....or Ted.....no wait....God: Official Rules==--.
1. Money...we want all of it...we'll start out with 10% of your income, but we'll get Jerry Fallwell to collect the rest.
2. Trust us....no really...were serious.
3. ...seriously....you can trust us *wink*
4. Write a guide book...but make it so no one can understand it...and just incase someone starts to clue in, we'll put in a whole bunch of contradictions.
5. Killing is bad...unless it's us, we can kill whoever we like...as long as we add on "In the name of God" e.g.1 "Believe in God?...No?...*BANG*" e.g.2 "Believe in God? ...Yes?...Believe in my God?...No?...*BANG*" etc...
6. If you start to lose a debate on religeon and/or cannot back up anything you say...just reply with "It's God's Will"
7. Don't ever, EVER let anyone find out that "God's Will" is ancient aramaic for "What the fuck was that?"
8. Systematically suck all the fun out of sex.
9. Systematically suck all the fun out of everything.
10. If anyone manages to find something fun, tell them it's the work of the devil.
11. Make several different sub religeons so the lemmings believe they actually have a choice.
12. Sex with little boys is cheaper than paying for a hooker.
Ok, now that I have secured my V.I.P. room in hell. My religeous beliefs or non beliefs aside. I find it hard to believe that there are that many people on this planet who willfully disregard plain fact and strong evidence to believe in a deiety that has chosen to never let anyone see proof of his existence. Oh well...let the fuckers have their God and their worship and whatever else goes along with it. I on the other hand need no such higher power, I am master of my own fate and lord of my own universe......now i'm going to watch T.V........mmmmmmmmm...T.V......*bowing to the television*
Peace, Love, and Empathy
Dan Brennan
a.k.a.
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