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I was all gung-ho to talk about the display of the Ten Commandments in schools and in other public arenas. I planned on commenting on the rote recitation of the “Pledge of Allegiance” which includes “One Nation, Under God.” Instead, I stumbled upon some fascinating history.
The original pledge is not what we know: it didn’t include the United States or God.
“I pledge allegiance to my Flag and the Republic for which it stands, one nation, indivisible, with liberty and justice for all.” – Francis Bellamy, 1892
Many solar eclipses ago, I knew a guy who always carried a towel. He was an employee of the father of a friend. Whenever he came around, he would always place his towel on a chair before sitting down.
Was this dude a character straight out of The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy? Besides this one obsession, he didn’t seem to exhibit any other OCD behaviors, and he didn’t seem like a neat freak. To the contrary, he was usually somewhat disheveled and more than a little sweaty.
So one day, I finally ask the guy: “Why do you always sit on a towel?”
In doing research for my book, Sex in the Name of God, I happened across some interesting words and ways.
For bible tidbits regarding homosexuality, which got lumped into the chapter called Beasts and Buttholes, I frequently did synonym searches for homosexual and gay, as well as penis and balls. The results list was staggering and more than amusing.
Of course fag and faggot made the grade. Older folks might recall common usage of the word fag to be a cigarette (drag a fag), and faggot was a bundle of sticks.
Here’s a funny.
There I was surrounded by Indians, um no, there I was Facebooking when I received a fascinating message. A woman stumbled across my page and wants to know if I would be interested in . . .
A customized butt plug. WTF!?
She even sent me a picture of what this sex toy would look like, with the cover of my book on it.
At that point, I couldn’t possibly have any use for a butt toy, because I laughed my ass off.
After looking at the website she listed, something about Go F yourself, I then thought she was angry and was insulting me as any decent internet troll would.
Religion intrigues me because a small group of people who follow a leader, and ascribe to certain practices, is often viewed as a cult. Add in millions of people and suddenly this is a norm.
I had never read the bible before. Besides wanting to know what people were really following, I was curious to learn about the basics. How would sex and politics be treated within a religious guideline? Well, I found out.
The bible: Wow. It’s disturbing.
Putting all murder and mayhem aside, I can now say that if you like sex, and lots of it, then the bible is for you. There was more than enough material to write a book about the juiciest parts; a whooping 197 pages.
Regarding the Hawaiian missile false alarm, we mainlanders can’t appreciate the scare these people went thru. Imagine receiving texts not only from the government but then family and loves ones regarding an incoming death threat.
Porn abort. The sky is falling. You can run around like a chicken with its head cut off, but it’s time to stop choking the chicken. #Timesup for real.
Thank goodness said panic attack was all for naught. Hawaiians, as the rest of us would, took in a deep breath, exhaled a huge sigh of relief, and returned to porn.