Just ran across this article I thought might be of some interest to some of you. It’s a bit high level in terms of detail and depth, but poses some interesting thoughts.
Daily Archives: April 25, 2007
From our good friend (cough), Rev. Donald Wildmon.
Respond and repost, everybody.
AFA distortion attempt:
This organization tried a survey as a propaganda tool a couple of years
ago and it crashed and burned when LBGT and Friends overwhelmed their
results. Here’s another chance to tip the scales of this VERY HOMOPHOBIC
group’s town survey. The AFA (American Family Association) is expecting an
overwhelming majority of respondents to say that they would be ‘less
likely’ to do business with a company if they knew it supported the
“homosexual agenda” – whatever that is. So far, they are getting the
results they seek. Of course, they are only sending it where they will get
the expected results. Let’s change the outcome by completing the
1-question survey and sending it to everyone we know who is tired of this
archaic and hateful way of thinking.
Follow the link below to take action on this important issue.
http://www.afa.net/petitions/businesses/businesses.asp
Now, if you do this, when they ask you to confirm your vote, you’ll be registered as a member of their miserable organization. If you can stomach that (and possibly use it to do some jamming from the inside, although I just marked any future messages from them as “junk”), I suggest you go fuck em up as much as you can.
She Responds To A Pagan Seducer
Do not speak to me
if you’re going to speak of
the way
my aura shines.
Do not say things about
the clan to which my ancestors belonged
or imagine the way my sun sign
could heat you up.
I wasn’t born yesterday,
or even ten thousand years ago
in Atlantis or its suburbs.
I know the score:
you want to and it’s unseemly
to say so, so you invent
a soulmate and make me
stand in for that Angel.
I am my own light, I can see you,
and if you need me to shine hotter
for you, just say so.
I’m no fickle candle. I’ll burn
without resorting to mystic fire.
I’ll just burn the way anyone does
when presented with the here and now
of shared attraction. No need
to gussy it up with some magic
you got from a paperback grimoire.
I’m ok being earth without heaven,
body without familiar.
Throw yourself against me solidly and I’ll
push right back until you push me
some more and we feel each other
without benefit of the Lord and Lady’s
heavy baggage. Want is its own
religion, lust its own spiritual practice.
The Wolf Clan, if it ever existed, won’t howl about
how we tangle each other up.
A hand is all you need, an empty hand. Let the crystal
and the athame fall. I don’t much care for the soul kiss
and the melding of our chi. Just give me your profanity,
and that’ll be Godhead enough.
Dark Matter 