SUNDAY SERMON

God damn it, it’s cold outside. Amen. It’s Sunday all day today, but that’s okay because I know it will pass. I have great faith.

I was thinking about two women I knew, for some pointless reason only my subconscious understands, as I was waking up this morning. They were friends of my last wife’s and they were both lesbians, which is understandable as my wife left me to become a lesbian after she got out of rehab for alcoholism and drug addiction.

Anyway, both those two gals are dead. One of them killed herself, at the age of 60 and the following year the other one died, also at 60, because her liver failed as a result of her constant heavy drinking. She drank herself to death, so I guess you could say she also committed suicide. You’re welcome for this happy story, it fits perfectly with the frozen view of our great outdoors, totally overcast, dark, no sun, frost covering the ground and everything else. Winter gobbles.

It was because of the ex-wife that I knew these queers and I have to say it was a true learning experience. There’s still a colony of them back there, a ranch commune of all lesbians, and their frequent squabbles and disagreements were fodder for the local free paper, that chronicled all their pairings and breakups and stupid disputes. One thing I came away with from that experience was a true insight into just how really mentally screwed up lesbians are.

There wasn’t a single one of them who actually was born preferring sex with other women. Not one. Every one of them had some sort of really bad experiences with men. They’re all afraid of men. They’re not queer because they love women, they’re queer because they’re filled with hatred and fear of men, so no wonder they’re all so mentally fucked up. Instead of dealing with their bad memories they try to run from them, and sorry, but memories stay with you for life.

So you can either bump yourself off to escape them, or you can face them.

Personally I think it’s a good thing that people like that, both women and men, turn to their own sex (should I say Gender?) for sex and partnering, because that way they don’t reproduce more weak-minded, self-destructive people like themselves. There’s too many trash humans with garbage genes now as it is. Where I draw the line is this “Trans” bullshit. I don’t give a royal rats ass what sex you “identify with” or whether you prefer to think of yourself as a sexless alien, a lizard person or what. Men can wear dresses and makeup, women can glue on fake beards, both can get operations to make them look like the opposite sex, it doesn’t matter, it’s still bullshit, we are what we’re born as and our DNA will always give us away.

Praise the Great Me, Amen.

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