When I was a kid, my cousin Joe became an avowed born-again christian.
Shit happens.
He used to say that he asked God to put him in people's paths so that he could help them. He used to preach to me, and you would think that would be annoying, but he had the gift of gab. His stories were enthralling. When he spoke of his experiences in the real world, I had no reason to doubt him. And when he conjured up incredible parables out of biblical prophecy, I listened and I never really forgot.
Some of what he said was dead on accurate and has actually come to pass. I suppose an arguement could be made that chaos has a pattern. And if you called out a random number, say - the number five, there's a chance a chrome "five" could fall out the sky and bonk you in the head. But that wouldn't mean you knew it was coming.
Born-again christians are a diverse lot; Joe was somewhere close to the apex of being cool.
His one flaw was that he never talked to me. He talked at me. Sometimes he talked down to me.
I guess when you're in the know, you're apt to overlook the semantics of congeniality.

What's my point? There is no point.
On some level I find it disagreeable that an individual gets more milage out of being rude here than they do if they were nice. It's like ten cents out of every dollar I pay for this shit goes to TnA, and the rest sponsors a fusillade of garbage hurled by irritable apes.
This could be some kind of denial on my part, I can be an asshole too. Hell man, there are probably a few who must assume that I'm a fulltime asshole. What is it? Is it the nickname I use? I'll change it if it bothers you. Fucker. Goddammit. Now I'm in a bad mood.
You know what this all reminds me of? I never knew what racism was until I moved from Northern California to Arizona when I was about nine years old. Yeah, it's true. As implausible as it sounds, I didn't even understand what "race" meant. Race, race where? 7-11 and back? I didn't know. Folks were just regular folks.
Here, you've got "snarky". Snarky? Who the fuck made that up? SG you're an asshole.

Am I out of line?
I don't think so.
How punk is that?

Shit happens.
He used to say that he asked God to put him in people's paths so that he could help them. He used to preach to me, and you would think that would be annoying, but he had the gift of gab. His stories were enthralling. When he spoke of his experiences in the real world, I had no reason to doubt him. And when he conjured up incredible parables out of biblical prophecy, I listened and I never really forgot.
Some of what he said was dead on accurate and has actually come to pass. I suppose an arguement could be made that chaos has a pattern. And if you called out a random number, say - the number five, there's a chance a chrome "five" could fall out the sky and bonk you in the head. But that wouldn't mean you knew it was coming.
Born-again christians are a diverse lot; Joe was somewhere close to the apex of being cool.
His one flaw was that he never talked to me. He talked at me. Sometimes he talked down to me.
I guess when you're in the know, you're apt to overlook the semantics of congeniality.

What's my point? There is no point.
On some level I find it disagreeable that an individual gets more milage out of being rude here than they do if they were nice. It's like ten cents out of every dollar I pay for this shit goes to TnA, and the rest sponsors a fusillade of garbage hurled by irritable apes.
This could be some kind of denial on my part, I can be an asshole too. Hell man, there are probably a few who must assume that I'm a fulltime asshole. What is it? Is it the nickname I use? I'll change it if it bothers you. Fucker. Goddammit. Now I'm in a bad mood.
You know what this all reminds me of? I never knew what racism was until I moved from Northern California to Arizona when I was about nine years old. Yeah, it's true. As implausible as it sounds, I didn't even understand what "race" meant. Race, race where? 7-11 and back? I didn't know. Folks were just regular folks.
Here, you've got "snarky". Snarky? Who the fuck made that up? SG you're an asshole.

Am I out of line?
I don't think so.
How punk is that?

vrulovwrath:
Racism is about those who believe in the idividuality and actual existence of races. Admit you belong, and youre a racist. I want to believe that I belong to the human race, not the white race, or anything similar... That was a personal opinion. As for religions and "avowed born-again christians" as long as youre a good person you don't need to belong to any religion. If theres a god in the end he'll take you in his private chambers whatever those called (heaven?) no matter what.