I've been roundly criticized for my tone, because I happen to think that there are a great many FUCKING STUPID people out there, many of whom are trying to impose their superstitions on others. Some of them are also FUCKING EVIL people, who care nothing for the platitudes they hide behind. And I've said so, repeatedly and loudly. And some people thought I was being mean.
Partly in response to that, I wrote "The Here and Now", about religion. And I wrote "For Us All", about bridging the gap -- the gulf -- between Republicans and Democrats, conservatives and liberals. And I've tried not to go off too much the past few weeks. Especially after the election, because, y'know, there is actual work to be done, and we have to do it together as Americans.
And then Senator James Inhofe (R-OK) opens his big stupid superstitious mouth.
All right, bring it. Bring all of it. And note here that I am not talking about not working to save Inhofe along with the rest of the world. He's a human, presumably an American. I want to save the world for everyone, even those I don't agree with, even those I consider morons. But... why should I be nice to the morons? Why should I speak respectfully to these people, or about these people? Why should ANYBODY have any respect for someone so hideously, dangerously stupid, not merely to himself but to his constituents, his country, his planet?
Basically, why should I try to reason with the unreasonable? And, if you say they aren't unreasonable... FUCKING PROVE IT. Prove it with Inhofe, a goddamn Senator in charge of this stuff for a couple of months yet, a man so very wrong it hurts to think about it. He's waiting for the Invisible Sky Cop to save the day.
I've been hearing theories the past couple of years that some of these yahoos, in it for short-term, bottom-line profit, are effectively hanging on to theirs until the Rapture comes. More and more, I'm agreeing with those theories -- not about the Rapture, but about the yahoos destroying the world thinking they won't have to clean up the mess. And, frankly, I'm not willing to take the chance.