The soul has greater need of the ideal than the real for it is by the real that we exist, it is by the ideal that we live

Monday, October 29, 2007

puzzled, rested, yet puzzled

I have returned to work from vacation and it took most of today to even begin catching up. My boss had told me she'd cover things while I was gone, and apparently in her language that means she'll leave it for me when I return. So blogging has taken a backseat for the day...so far.

I am however, perplexed by the notion that telling young saggers that "to sag is to be a fag" (which is basically what they're apparenty being told in Dallas), will get them to pull up their pants. One may want to sag but never to be a fag is the message. Nice. Tell more people that we're heinous just to solidify that idea in their minds so we perpetuate the ignorance that this country thrives on. Good Idea, and it came from Texas imagine that.

I'm now looking at Argentina, what the hell, we're headed for isolation or concentration camps anyway so I may as well try a new country. I saw a job at the Universidad de Argentina the other day. I may just apply see what happens.

Oh and the Catholics (Grrr!) in Iowa, (ahem) are calling for a same-sex marriage ban. Now, what if we proposed a constitutional amendment that Catholics, actually being Vaticanites, and therefore not actually citizens of The United States, were to register as aliens with the INS, which, of course, would immediately limit their rights to vote, since they're not technically citizens? Hmmm? I wonder how loud the hue and cry would be then?

The good Catholics, never my favorite people, at the parish where I went to grade school recently terminated the employment of their Church Music director because he came out as gay. These particular parshoners are assholes, as were their ancestors and it just goes on and on in the same swirling gene pool.

Now, I ask you, has there EVER been a male music director at a Catholic Church who WASN'T gay? I suppose it's possible but in my experience...no. And I went to Catholic High school and College as well, so my experience isn't limited.

I wake up in this country every single day of my life feeling so welcome I can hardly contain the love and positive energy I feel from the populace.

I've done everything I'm doing for today. Go save the world on your own, I'm tired, and to quote the Countess de Lave, "Fetch me a bromide...and put some gin in it."


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