Insert Heavy Sarcasm…..

Hey you idiot, murdering, shooting scum-buckets who really feel the need to shoot/bomb your mother, your co-workers, a school full of kids, a building full of people because you’re a (insert your handy “excuse” here)!

Hey, you!  I’m talking to YOU!

You, the idiot who ends your little joy-ride, killing spree by offing yourself?

Please SAVE SOME INNOCENT BULLETS — just cut to the quick, no foreplay —  get to the end.

Your mom, family and friends will be upset, depressed, pissed off etc because you’re dead.  I feel bad for the family of these men who go on these shooting, killing sprees.

And please don’t get all “You Femi-Nazi Man Hater” on me.  Yes, folks, it IS mostly MEN.

First of all, you are giving all real MEN who face major (or minor) illness, injury, employment loss, death, war, dismemberment, catastrophe, loss a really bad name.

For every one of you losers there are hundreds of thousands, millions of men, world-wide, of all faiths, ages, nationalities, socio-economics who pony up every day and just keep on keeping on. For every jerk who pulls this stupidity, there are hundreds and hundreds of thousands of men (and women) reaching out a helping hand. Worldwide.

So please, do us all a favor.

You decided to not man (or woman) up and face your problems, demons, whatever the latest catch-phrase or “excuse du jour” is.  Oh, wah-wah.  We all have problems.

So, OK, you decide to NOT take out a few or a bunch of people and you off yourself. Now your mother/family/friends have to grieve and wonder what the hell did they do wrong.  For the rest of their lives.  You got your revenge.  Nice job. A**hole.

Happy now?

I sure hope not.

Thanks, you jerk-off.  You weren’t dying of terminal cancer.  And even if you were, you sure as heck didn’t need to take out one, two or a hundred folks with you.

You’re not “wounded.”  You’re not “disturbed.”  You’re not a martyr. YOU, buster, are a jerk.

You know what?  I hope when you pass from this life into the next, it’s not a Next Life, it’s limbo.  It’s the worst kind of hell YOU could possibly imagine.  I hope for all eternity every life you took haunts your sorry a**.  I hope all the stuff you tried to get away from follows you for all eternity.  I hope Karma bitch-slaps you eternally.

Oh, and all your folks out there killing for any religious reasons or in a Paradise ridden hype-up?  I hope you never get to rest. I hope the 100 virgins you were supposed to get are 100 menopausal women who will harp on you. Forever. I need not bring up animal abusers….

I hope no animal you’ve ever owned meets you anywhere in the land of sunshine and rainbows. They’ll be too busy helping your victims cross over.

I hope the Universe kicks your ass.

I hope your family grieves, misses you, prays for you but eventually GETS on with their LIVES!  My prayers are for THEM.

If you just saved some damn bullets and shot yourself FIRST you would save countless lives.

Thank you.

The Rest Of Us

A question was asked:

If you believe we all have a soul, and an abortion occurs, what happens to the soul of the unborn baby?

A man replied:

The soul of the unborn baby will go to heaven, the soul of the killer will go to hell.Plain and simple.

I do not mean to cast stones at anybody’s religious beliefs but Horse-sh*t!  I do not believe in Hell.

I have lived through various stages of “purgatory” in my human existence. If you’ve gone through chemo or radiation, severe illness, chronic. never-ending pain….you have experienced Hell. Alzheimer’s is living Hell.

That being said…..All souls’ go into Spirit, God, The Divine, from where they came.  If the embryo is absorbed, that it a natural abortion; it is still part of God.  The soul rejoins Divine Love, it wasn’t its time to have an earthy experience. If a pregnant woman is injured, molested, shot, almost killed and she aborts, the entity of the unborn still goes back to The One. If a woman is raped, and choose, as is her RIGHT, that unborn will rejoin The Divine.  It is my RIGHT to make that choice.

A man can never know never, ever, in a million years, what that decision is like.  Never.  It is a gross presumption to think that someone who cannot get pregnant could comprehend that.  Never.

We are all spiritual beings having a human experience.  Some of us will have a long one, many decades, some of us will only have a matter of days or hours in finite form.  We are part of The Divine.

I know Ishmael: God within, God without.  My soul is prepared, how’s yours?

I got this in the mail yesterday.  Another piece of political B.S.  I almost threw it away but something caught my eye.  The word Marriage.

Now I am married to a wonderful guy, The Spousal Unit. And I don’t normally get too steamed up about Politics, which frankly bore the brains out of me.

But this one frosted my carcass, being a supporter of Marriage in general and Same Sex Marriage in particular.

I am NOT a fan or supporter of Polygamy, mind you, because it’s just not fair.  Until I, as a woman, can have multiple husbands I don’t think a man should be able to have multiple wives. In this case, what works for the gander should apply to the goose!

I am an advocate for Marriage and commitment whether its George and Gracie, George and Benny or Gracie and Maude.

I read this and pondered the unanswerable. How, pray tell, do “they” know opposite sex marriage has been around for 5,000 years? Exactly 5,000.

I mean, really, seriously, how in the hell do they know that?  Maybe it’s 6,000 or 10,000 or 3,500 years. Maybe it’s 4,892 years.

Really, how in the hell do they honestly know?  And isn’t one person “marriage” another person’s hand-fasting or “sealing the deal?”  Until quite recently, a marriage was a business deal.  Or if you were a woman, a way to get out of your family’s house. In many cultures and countries, marriages are still arranged!

“I give you one field, four cows and a bunch of pelts.  In exchange you give me your daughter for my son.  Ugh-wat….”

“I shall give you the province of Anjou along with lands, revenues and titles and you, in turn, shall wed my daughter.  You in turn, for this great honour, shall give me land rights in the following counties….” Etc.

“I, an impoverished European noble, really need some money to maintain my family’s estates.  You are one step away from Scottish trash who lived in stone huts but you have money.  I need money.  Therefore, your daughter or son will marry into one of the oldest, most noble houses complete with title which will legitimize your robber baron ways and make you socially acceptable in the highest circles. Plus we’re really inbred and there’s that whole hemophilia thing.  Deal? Deal!”

“After consulting the horoscopes of both parties, and making arrangements for bride price, jewels rtc. we have decided, as the parents, through a matchmaker, that these two people should wed.  Week-long party at my house.  You bring the elephant. Oh, yes, we might let them meet before the ceremony.  How modern of us!”

So this Love and Marriage thing is pretty new!  Seeing that it is a more modern concept, let’s be really modern and crazy and let two people in love get married no matter what their sex may be.

Five thousand year institution?  Really?  Where did you come up with that number; out of a hat, Bullwinkle?