religion shield

Do you know what I hate more than anything else in the world? Homophobic hypocrites!! People like my mum, for example. She believes very strongly in her religion, and part of that is not liking gay people. She doesn’t just dislike them, she hates them! She says all these horrible things about them, like, if we see someone whom is gay walking down the street, or maybe one boy kissing another, she’ll say something like, ‘Eww, look at those fags. That is just disgusting.’

But, if she’s with other Christian people, she’s all for patients and love, even when it comes to ‘people of the homosexual orientation.’ It drives me fucking CRAZY!! I just want to yell out and tell her to stop being such a bitch and actually tell her prissy, stuck up friends what she really feels about gays.

Now, despite how this rant might sound, I have no problem with gay people. Fact is, my very best friend is gay, and I still absolutely love him. And his boyfriend is so adorable. I’ve already told him that if Tommy wasn’t gay and he wasn’t my best friend, I’d completely have to steel his boyfriend from him. Needless to say, though, my mother has no idea that Tommy and Michael are ‘that way.’ If she did, she would probably have a fit.

Some day, I really hope that she comes around and accepts the fact that being gay isn’t wrong, or at least stop lying and actually tell people how she really feels. I don’t really think there is much hope that she will. One day, while we were speaking to each other on this topic, she told me ‘If God meant for there to be gay relationships, he would have made it so two men or women could have children together.’

I, of course, had a comeback ready for this. ‘Well mother, if god didn’t mean for two men to sleep together, why did he put their g-spots in their asses where only other men or women with strap-on’s could get to it?’ She really didn’t really have a comeback for this. I think she was too shocked and scandalized that her little girl even knew what a g-spot or strap-on was. Hell, I don’t even think SHE knows what the g-spot OR a strap-on is.

When I grow old, I really hope I don’t try to hide behind my religion and criticize people who are different, just because I’m ‘normal.’ Bloody hell, I just hope that *I* am never normal. I like being strange far to much not to be.

Again, these are just my late night musings on the strangeness that is my mind in turmoil. I’m not sorry if I offended or insulted anyone with this little insight to my brain, and if you feel the need to flame me, I really hope you do. I would love to hear your thoughts on these things. I’m sure I’m not the only person who thinks about stuff like this.