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No Hope in a Dope

You might have believed in America, but America didn’t believe in you.

Last night, the country elected to continue forward. And while I want to slap the faces of all my Republican friends, it’s hard not to feel sorry for them. There they are, all their morals and picket signs, wondering how their golden boy failed them miserably. All that money collected and spent, and still this country is under a Democratic president. The Democrats took the Senate, as well. One of the highlights of the night being that the first openly gay Senator was elected last night. So what went wrong? If you buy into Ann Coulter, then the party was doomed the moment they elected Romney to lead them into victory, though I doubt that Chris Christie would have done any better. Perhaps if Ron Paul were chosen? Doubtful. What about the bigot, Santorum? I think the bodies of pro-life, pro-rape gentlemen ensures us that American women are a vigilant bunch.The only person who had a shred of integrity in the GOP primaries this last season was the most often ignored. If anyone had a good chance to prove that the Republican Party aren’t divorced from the rest of the country, it would have been Jon Huntsman. Yet, he was ignored. Even Ron Paul made fun of him.

So, Republicans, what happened? And I’m talking to real Republicans. Republicans that I’m beginning to believe on exist in television shows these days. Why did your party lose so drastically last night?

To put it simply, your party has lost all reason and rational thought.

Whoa, LiberalNo need for insults.

Hear me out. What year is it? That’s right, 2012. So why is Roe v. Wade still an issue? Why are we still talking about Women’s Rights? Why are we still talking about marriage equality? Why are we still discussing religion? Why are we still debating education? Why are we debating universal heath care?

I understand that you’re pro-life due to some misguided sense of morality based on your faith. And you have every right to be pro-life. You have every right to have the unpopular opinion. Go ahead, ask me what I think about abortion.

Uh…what do you think about abortion?

I don’t think I could ever consider abortion a natural process, but that doesn’t mean I have the right to say that you can’t have one. I’m not a religion person, so my reasons are humanistic – abortion steals a life that could potentially better us as a people. But it’s not my place to tell what others can do with their own bodies. That stating, as Republicans you have every right not to agree with abortion for whatever reason. You just don’t get a say in other people’s decisions. What does that mean for the GOP? Strong stance against abortions aren’t going to win you brownie points with women. You can be pro-life, just don’t make pro-life laws.

The same thing goes with same-sex marriage. Your beliefs are based on an archaic doctrine. The Bible is filled with all sorts of wacky shit, and we don’t even listen to most of them anymore (show of hands, how many of you eat meat on Fridays? how many of you take a shit without praying first? how many of you wear polyester or have enjoyed a luscious lobster dinner?). It’s a saying that’s been circulating for a while, if you don’t like gay marriage, don’t get one.

This country has proven we’re ready to accept everyone by voting for same-sex marriage and voting against a ban on it in four states. The first openly gay senator will attest to the fact that times are achangin’, and if you want to continue to be relevant in this brave new world, then I suggest you adapt (evolve?).

I understand religion is important to people who have it. I also understand that anything that “threatens” it is seen as a violation of religion freedoms. However, you’re free to believe in a god in the sky or a spaghetti monster. That’s your right. What isn’t consider a religious freedom is by passing laws that favor your religious beliefs (see previous two).

Homosexuals and atheists aren’t out to steal away your rights, they just want you to shut the fuck about them in the public forum.

Education stems from this adaptation. Science trumps religion no matter what. You can still keep your religion, and science will never replace it. However, you can’t say that natural disasters happen because two guys kissed in public or adopted or women aren’t in kitchens by a certain time. You don’t seriously believe that, do you? You can’t state that there is no real facts to back global warming, but state that a book written by several authors is all the proof you need that god exists. You can’t have it both ways, I’m sorry.

What killed the election for you this year, of course, is the extremists and the Tea Party. Distance yourselves from these people. Donald Trump? Fire him as your PR guy. Ted Nugent? Stop inviting him to things or state to the public what he says doesn’t reflect on your party’s beliefs. Rush Limbaugh? Turn the radio off. The Tea Party? Well, I’ve never seen a pack of “moochers” in my life disguised as Republicans.

I think Will McAvoy said it best:

Granted that Will McAvoy is a fictional character, it’s becoming a brutal fact that all the good Republicans are something of a myth these days. If they’re not saying that rape is a gift from god or argue whether a rape is legitimate, then they’re calling 47% of Americans lazy.

In short? Be pro-life, but don’t make it your platform. Don’t make laws that affect other people’s freedom. Your religion isn’t who you are, it’s just a part of you. Rich people may have the money, but the middle class has the vote. This country isn’t at war with itself, and education should be improved, not discarded. Teachers are heroes, they shouldn’t be punished for not making do with the little you’ve given them. Empirical data over Big Oil. Grass roots means people who actually know what the hell’s going on in this world, not people who think taxes are unconstitutional. Remove the extremist and disavow the Tea Party. Rape already has a definition, don’t try to improve on it. Women are people, too. Using Latinos to garner the Latino vote is insulting, especially when you’re assuming we’re just going to side with him just because we’re the “same.” You can’t say fair share and give the wealthiest a tax-cut. And for fucksake, Universal Health Care isn’t a tax, or just another scam to allow people not to improve themselves. Of the thirty-three “developed” countries, we’re the only ones without some form of it.

Or you can stay the course. What do I know? I’m just some liberal.

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Spill Thy Blood

Big Love

Note: The title of this post was chosen at random by flipping through The Portable Arabian Nights and randomly pointing out a single line from the book. In no way is it meant as an attack on the people I’m about to talk about. You got that?
“Unbeknownst to much of the general population,” writes the author A.M. Homes in her memoir, The Mistress’s Daughter, “the reason the Mormon Church has such wonderful genealogical records is that they’re collecting people–they hope to determine the genealogy of everyone in the world to prepare them for posthumous conversion. Basically they’re making Mormons from the dead–baptism by proxy.”

It struck me the other night that Mitt Romney is a Mormon. Not that there’s anything wrong with Mormons. Mormons, as people, are an okay bunch. They’re fun-loving (within limits), and know how to have a good time without substances (which I respect). So what if they don’t drink soda. So what if they’re parties are lacking in caffeinated drinks. So what if I can’t ever have an espresso with one of them. So what if Mitt Romney is a Mormon. Just like not all Muslims are Jihadists, not all Mormons are douchebags like Mitt Romney.

But we’re not talking about Mormons as a people here, at least I’m not. What started bothering me about Romney’s Mormonism is their habit of posthumously converting the dead–even though they did say they stopped all that jazz after some family of Holocaust victims and survivors learned their dark little secret (yeah, they stooped that low, apparently). Even though they agreed to stop in 1995, the church continued to baptize by the dead as late as this year with Holocaust survivor/Jewish rights advocate Simon Wiesenthal. Anne Frank has been baptized several times and now belongs to the same religious organization as the man responsible for her death. Yeah, Hitler‘s there, too. Not fumed enough? In 2009, the Mormon Church baptized Stanley Ann Dunham, President Barrack Obama‘s mother who passed in 1995–the same year the church agreed to stop all this nonsense.

It’s a shady business the Mormon Church is running. One that makes me shudder to think about posthumous voting. The GOP is already notorious with fixing elections (see Fox News, Decision 2000, George W. Bush, Florida, and Texas GOP calling for the repeal of the Voting Rights Act of 1965–this has Ron Paul written all over it, by the way), so who knows what methods of chicanery the two of them will cook up for winning the election this November.

Once again, I’m not out to bash Mormons. I regard the religion like I do any other. The people I know are friends first, Mormons on their spare time (just as I like to believe they think of me as a friend first, and an asshole on my spare time). As a people, they’ve been nothing but nice to me. They’ve respected my beliefs (no matter how offensive I get sometimes), and I, in kind, pay them the same respect. But like any organization, religions can have a corrupted core. It doesn’t reflect on the people who are a part of it–as I don’t believe all Catholic priests are pedophiles, I don’t believe all Mormons are out to baptized my ancestors. It’s just that corruption breeds corruption. And if a church continues to betray people of other beliefs, then it should be held in suspicion.

If you asked me, however, I’d say that religion should play no significant role in electing a president. And if you believe differently, then you’re to blame for how shitty this country has become. End of discussion.

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Another Word for Unemployed

GPOY

I’m fighting the urge to just lie down down and die. Fighting the urge because I have to, not because I want to. Though, in some small aspects, I want a job. But the need is so much stronger. I need a job. I need a job with benefits. I need a job with some security. I need a job.

Don’t Worry, This Won’t be a Political Post

I worked odd, short jobs. From a door-to-door salesman to the clubhouse manager for a local baseball team. Hell, I even wrote porn at one time. And all those jobs were swell. They gave me money I could use when I wanted to spend something. On occasion, I still write posts for Blogvertise – not here, of course, but on Tumblr and the book blog.

But the hand I was dealt this year changes all that. There’s a certain amount of responsibility bestowed on me and I’ve got to get cracking. So I did what any prospecting job hunter would do. I churned out applications, uploaded resumes and hunted for good references.

A week later, I’ve got nothing to show for it. And it depresses me.

Only I Lied

And what makes me nervous about my lack of finding a job – one that uses skills I learned in either school or manual labor work – is that we’re drawing near the election year. And while I know Obama has made some progress – not enough to actually mean anything to the GOP – I fear that messiah – formerly known as Rick “the dick” Perry – might win, which means that the job market will crash, burn and the economy will cease to exist. I mean, just look at all he’s accomplished with Texas after George W. Bush stepped down.

And while Mitt Romney seems like the best candidate – is the best candidate, I should say – everyone in the Republican and Tea Parties are looking at Rick Perry as if he’s some Second Coming – which he is, just not the kind they’re hoping for.

So What’s a Former Freelance Writer/Contractor/Work-for-Hire/English Major to do?

Not give up, obviously. Like my mother said, I’m a survivor. No matter the obstacle thrown at me, I manage to come out of it unscathed. I figure things out; I adapt. The only problem is, that doesn’t seem to go anywhere on the application or resume. Adaptation isn’t a skill that doesn’t raise a couple of eyebrows. Neither is writing, apparently. At least, not in the Valley, outside a rather corrupt newspaper.

Still, I tumble on. Trying and defying those who get in my way. Wish me luck.