e.g.,
- Did ya read the posts about my beloved father croaking the day before yesterday when you wrote this clueless claptrap? I'm down but not helpless. Dig?
- How ‘bout all the ones I wrote about my struggle to walk again after my fourth neuro-surgery in a year and a half .
- Did
you notice in my bio that I only went to high school and college in
your town – it’s NOT my home. I’ve lived in Boston for more than 40
years – THIS is my home. I'm not just visiting here.
Empathy-wise, you’ve got all the compassion and charm of a dead bantha.
This
and other messages from Socially Simpleminded Steve has sent, prompts
me to think he’s a salesweasel. What’s he selling? Quite possibly Jesus,
Jesus, Jesus. I suspect he’s one of those skeevy evangelical
‘christian’ marketeers. Yeah dude, I can suss a christionist
‘smoothie’ from 1,000 miles off and dearie, you’re no smoothie and I
ain’t no mark.
Apparently, I went to high school with this
culturally inept feeb. FYI, having gone to the same high school is not a
selling point nor is it an invitation. In fact, it’s a big clanging
warning bell. Yes, I’m suspish as all hell. Had you gone to that school
you would be too.
Sooo, Socially Simpleminded Steve, were you,
way back then, one of my many tormentors or did you stand giggling in
the shadows while your buds bullied me, hoping to get laid. (n.b., shit
don’t work that way). Maybe you were a ’nice boy.’ So nice that you’ve
now found Jayzuz. That’s nice dude. Please feel free, encouraged
even, to fuck ALL the way off.
Some cause happiness wherever they go; others whenever they go.
~ Oscar Wilde
I know a lot of people (well used to) who talk Jesus but don't live Jesus. Seems a common thread amongst the Evangelicals. My parental unit turned Evangelical later in life which made for some uncomfortable family dinners. Still unsure as to why they felt so deficient in life that succumbing to religious propaganda was their chosen option, but their both gone now, so I'll never know. It seems that pablum for the brain was(is) an addiction, and getting hooked means not having to be responsible for your own actions...
ReplyDeleteSorry about your Daddy. I've been off the computer for a few days and missed your post. I admire the fact that you and him had a long termed decent relationship. He lived a good life and has a wonderful daughter to mourn his passing...
Thank you.
DeleteMy parents also, briefly, turned to that, odious brand of religious BS. It was after my mother was diagnosed with Nf2 and my cousin had lost all her hearing. They both went to faith healers. My parents quit. Presumably after getting that it was nothing but a scam. My cousin kept on.
I'm missing Daddy horribly. Won't be able to go to the wake or funeral since the ten hour (each way drive is too much for my stll recovering leg. The flight isn't much better. Ah well, funerals are for the living. Daddy's already gone so he won't notice my absence.