Santorum flavored shake

Call me perverted, but when I think of homosexuality, I think of anal sex between two men.  If "Love is Love" and this is the only tangible difference between heteros and homos, then there is almost nothing obsessive about acknowledging the only difference.

However, anal sex between two men is viscerally disturbing to me, and therefore I never willingly think about homosexuality. 

But I suppose that's the point of Pride Month: for Big Corporations and Mainstream Media to remind me that some men have anal sex with other men, and that is OK, because only bigots are disturbed by the frothy substance of fecal matter and lube that is a byproduct of anal sex, not normal people. 

Pride Month infuses this reminder--and acceptance--of sodomy everywhere, for everything not related to anal sex: parades....NYPD patrol cars....milkshakes....

Probably my only wholesome attribute is my fondness for milkshakes. They were always a treat, and a symbol from my idyllic and innocent childhood before their enjoyment became corrupted by the reality of age and mortality, the counting of calories, and the battle of sugar addiction. Now, sacrifices must be made for any milkshake to be enjoyed. 

Shake Shack is a worthy contender for best burger joint, but they are tools for the Gay Pride agenda, and have created a fruit flavored milkshake to commemorate the normalizing of a sexually depraved and unnatural lifestyle. 

Fruit flavored shakes are not homosexual!! Only anal sex is homosexual!!

A true Gay Pride flavored shake is santorum ((n.) the frothy substance of fecal matter and lube that is a byproduct of anal sex) flavored. As a child of mainstream media perversion, this is what I taste when I drink a milkshake in June. Therefore everything I sacrifice for a milkshake is for naught. 

I don't drink milkshakes in June anymore.

Mercy for the merciless

I blog as entertainment for myself. I’d hope that if somebody found and read this they would also find it entertaining, however much they agree or disagree.

The act of writing is enjoyable. The act of saying is also enjoyable. The difference is I have to see people walk out on what I am saying, whereas I don't have to see them stop reading what I write. For now I want to be merciless without live judgement. I am content with cowardice.

I don’t like to shove my butt in people’s faces either. I am merciless as a response to people shoving their butts in my face. That’s how I feel about Fat Acceptance and Pride Month. And activists and rallies in general. Especially if they are for fashionable causes I find disagreeable. They are shoving their butts in my face to spite me.

Gay Acceptance and Fat Pride are spiteful movements. Acceptance from whom? The haters that will never accept you? It is foolish work to change minds by being obnoxious. Fat haters will accept the existence of the fats, disagree, and move on to live their life.

Homosexuality is a sexual preference. Though preference implies choice, for argument’s sake let's agree it is not chosen. Being proud of a choice you couldn’t make is beyond idiocy. Furthermore the people at the parade choose the most obnoxiously salacious NSFW ways to show their pride: 1) Either they are savage beasts with bizarre, public mating rituals (by definition not mating) or 2) they are acting in such a way to get a rise out of ‘bigots.’ In other words, bullying people that find this behavior off putting. In either case it is all a ridiculous show.

The Puerto Rican Day Parade fits this 'pride' category too. You can only be from one place! Of course you're going to think it's great! But if Puerto Rico is so great, move back! This is like having a Vermont Pride Parade in New Hampshire, for people that used to live in Vermont.

The Pope sees the same idiocy, but doesn’t call it that because, unlike me, he is merciful. Being merciful, forgiving those who trespass against us, is really hard to practice. The Pope views the world from a timeless perspective and speaks on behalf of Jesus. He is supposed to inspire me to do the same. I sin by tending toward the practice of being merciless.

The Pope was so merciful that he was on the cover of The Advocate in 2013. And I agree with what he says about homosexuality:

“Who am I to judge? Tendencies are not sin. If you have a tendency to anger, it’s not a sin. Now, if you are angry and hurt people, the sin is there. Sin is acting, of thought, word and deed, with freedom.”

I am not one to judge. But I do. It is in my nature to judge and condemn and criticize like it is in the nature of the homosexual to find men attractive. I try not to act on my distaste, besides using my mind to reason. Reasoning can be difficult when it is fueled by feelings of...sigh....hate.

Parade homosexuals hold signs that say 'love is love' and I don't know if they meant this to mean nothing. I don't criticize their parade or their flag out of love. That is reserved for individuals I have a personal stake in.

I would criticize parade attending, propaganda spewing homosexuals with the same butt shoving hate and spite they show my beliefs: as a defense mechanism.

God's love doesn't need my hate fueled defense. Hate is the creation of flawed humans. Jesus didn't hate his torturers. "They know not what they do."

I know the error of my ways. I use my judgement and condemnation on the lives of others as a mental exercise. I should be merciful, and look to change my errors before I judge others. I am flawed too. (But I don't want to expose any more of my flaws publicly.)

This is my quiet place though. I escape here when people rub their spiteful butts in my face. I come here, I disagree, and I move on to the next thing.

Fat Acceptance = Gay Pride

Compulsive hoarding is a mental disorder marked by an obsessive need to acquire and keep things, even if the items are worthless, hazardous or unsanitary. There is an entire show about it.

An ad for The Trevor Project came on as I watched said show. The Trevor Project is a national, toll free, confidential suicide hotline for LGBTQ young people, and the network airing Hoarders was proud to announce that they had raised $250,000 for The Trevor Project during Pride Month.

If someone is contemplating suicide their mental disorder sexual preference doesn’t matter. A good listener only has to be a fellow human; their personality traits matter more than their similarity to the caller’s identity.

The Trevor Project does good work and I am not saying it shouldn’t exist. But if homosexuals have a separate but equal suicide hotline for homosexuals only, hoarders should also have their own suicide hotline. Given their state of mind and filthy living conditions, they are also known to be suicide prone. To continue this trend of identity fairness, people in excess of 600lbs should also have their own suicide hotline. Much like homosexual teens they are also bullied by cruel people.

Homosexuals have shows, as do hoarders and the super morbidly obese. However similarly abnormal these behaviors are by definition, homosexuality stands out as culturally acceptable. It has a “culture” itself. Yet there is nothing intrinsically queer about Queer Eye because sexual preference has nothing to do with good taste. Homosexuality is not a culture, but it is trying to be; and it is ironically succeeding by bullying anyone that disagrees with homosexuality as a‘bigot.’

The human body can withstand filthy conditions, sodomy, and substantial weight gain. That doesn’t mean that it should. The unnatural practice of these lifestyles does not result in a healthy or fulfilling life by natural standards, the standards by which our bodies were designed. A woman’s body and a man’s body were designed with specific functions: a man impregnates a woman, and a woman holds the child. It is very straightforward. All of our body parts have natural functions or else we couldn’t live.

A woman could be barren, a man could shoot blanks. In either case, the design remains the same; it is the individuals that malfunction physically. As evidenced by Hoarders and My 600 lb. Life individuals can also malfunction mentally and seek help.

Unnatural compulsions exist, and whether it is a choice or a birth defect is still unknown; but suicide is never the answer and support should always be given in such dire circumstances. (These people also tend to suffer from a mental disorder known as depression. It doesn't have a Pride Month, but it could.)

Supporting unnatural behavior is reckless. With the right support people can be guided away from destructive behavior, towards good behavior. These days 'society' would rather support a person by babying their poor decisions. It is labelled 'acceptance.'

Homosexuality has now achieved societal acceptance with Pride Month. The Fat acceptance movement is lumbering behind it, out of breath. Hoarders still have a ways to go. Surprisingly pedophilia is not far behind them.

Fat Acceptance is like Gay Pride. They are proudly--and spitefully--celebrating living recklessly. Where is the 'pride' movement for all people choosing to live life dangerously? Or is proud the wrong word?