The Obligatory Thanksgiving Post

Thanks for the wild turkey and
the passenger pigeons, destined
to be shit out through wholesome
American guts.

Thanks for a continent to despoil
and poison.

Thanks for Indians to provide a
modicum of challenge and
danger.

Thanks for vast herds of bison to
kill and skin leaving the
carcasses to rot.

Thanks for bounties on wolves
and coyotes.

Thanks for the American dream,
To vulgarize and to falsify until
the bare lies shine through.

Thanks for the KKK.

For nigger-killin’ lawmen,
feelin’ their notches.

For decent church-goin’ women,
with their mean, pinched, bitter,
evil faces.

Thanks for “Kill a Queer for
Christ” stickers.

Thanks for laboratory AIDS.

Thanks for Prohibition and the
war against drugs.

Thanks for a country where
nobody’s allowed to mind the
own business.

Thanks for a nation of finks.

Yes, thanks for all the
memories– all right let’s see
your arms!

You always were a headache and
you always were a bore.

Thanks for the last and greatest
betrayal of the last and greatest
of human dreams.

Today, while you’re eating your bird or tofu subsitute, think about what today should really stand for. Think about the families torn assunder by a needless war. Think of the children orphaned by our terrible and downright god awful leader. Think about the homeless who wander the street in search for their next meal. Think about all the things we take for granted.

And after you think about all the wrong in the world, you can truly and finally count your blessings. Because without the ugly rearing its head into our lives, we might not stop and take a look at all the beauty. So enjoy today in any mannerism you choose to and be happy with what you have – be thankful for good health, good times and future blessings.

Are Clones Human?

I just finished reading Never Let Me Go by Kazuo Ishiguro and while the novel is beautifully written, the dark overtones of a contemporary England setting sent chills down my spine. I’m glad that Jyg bought me the book because I would never had heard  of it otherwise.

The book deals heavily with childhood fantasy – those daydreams where you once imagined yourself as a movie star, someone famous, a mother, even love, etc. – gone awry. Imagine living in a world where the people outside your surroundings are allowed to grow up to be whatever they want to be and you’re future is set for you. Imagine knowing that you’re different from everyone else and are hated for that. That others like you outside the gates of your private school are abused and mistreated and you’re given the lap of luxury. Imagine that your only purpose in life is to grow up, stay fit and healthy and give up you life in order for others to live. That is the life of the clones in Never Let Me Go, a narrative told through the eyes of Kathy H., a carer going on her twelfth year.

The clones are split up between carers and donors. It is up to the carers to keep the donors morale up as they are healing. But carers, when the time is right, are called for donations in the end. The clones are created in order to cure the maladies once thought as incurable. Cancer, in this dark new world, has a cure. That is the sole purpose of these “creatures.”

After realizing the purpose of the clones – and that they were clones – questions started leaking into my head and I’m sure it was Ishiguro’s intent. Because as students, the clones are taught art mainly, it is left the door open – and the question is asked late in the book – to ask, “Do clones have souls?” I know I’m not one to talk about souls, but the very fact that they are able to create without mimicing is what left that door open in a world where a god does reign over. Because some may not believe that humans have souls – I hold my doubts – then let me ask this: Because clones are copies of other people, do they have minds of their own? Each clone has a possible in the world – meaning a person they were modeled after. What are the chances that their future aspirations (even though they are not allowed a regular future) are the same as those their possibles had, or have? Not to mention the mannerisms and personality, are these their own or are they embedded in the cloned DNA?

On a more ethical question, seeing that the clones were raised as children into adulthood, only to “complete” during their 30s, you must ask if it’s ethical to harvest the clones for organs and the like? The sole purpose of their existence is to give up their lives so that others may live. However, it seems like a dark world to create a life in order to kill it. And this all comes back to the soul/mind questions: If these clones lack souls/minds, then one can say it is perfectly find to harvest them for parts so that others can live as they are no different than a lab rat who is given an ear to grow on its back. However, the fact that they have artistic talent, holding with traditional thought that one must have a soul to create art, proves that they do not lack this. The fact that they can feel love – or at least grasp the abstract concept of love and emotion – proves they have a mind. I cannot be certain that they have either, because their lessons are to model humans as closely as possible so that they are not pointed out in public places as they are feared by the majority of people.

If they have minds of their own, then the answer to the next question is yes. If they don’t, then there is no logic in the question, which is: Can clones logically believe in a higher power? Because they know how they came into existence was by human will rather than a divine power, it is hard to grasp if a clone can believe in a god. I won’t get too much into this question, so I’ll leave it at that.

Are clones seen as demons? Most Christians are already on a witch hunt to prove that homosexuals are sinful and spawns of hell, but at least homosexuals were born in a natural way even though their sex lives aren’t viewed as such. Because they were created, not born, into this world by science that is not natural biology, I have to assume that clones will be seen as something other than human. It’s not far from me to think that clones would be seen in a negative light by believers (well, most believers) yet be accepted as perfect donors because we know how ignorant some might be.

Anyway, these were the questions that I came up with reading the book. There might be more, but I’m sure these cover all of the fields.

Sore Throat, Music, Headache & Feeling like a bum

I hate being sick. My throat feels like it’s closing up. I have a poetry reading this Saturday so it’s not a good thing that I’m beginning to feel ill. There is no way that I’m gonna cancel this reading. However, if I have a small turn out, I may just pass the torch over to someone else to host these things. I hate hearing myself talk.

more about “Sore Throat, Music, Headache & Feelin…“, posted with vodpod

Another Brand/Sparks post

Not my post, but Drunken Stepfather’s post (I won’t link the source as the site is mature in nature and we don’t want the watchers of WordPress to get pissy at me again). I read Drunken Stepfather to see what’s going on in the world of celebrity sex in order to give the readers of Sex Wednesdays something to talk about. However, I never quote him directly because let’s face it, he’s a blogger (and a damn good one at that) and I want the news story rather than the drunken blog about it.

Like many others who watched or heard word of the Jordin Sparks/Russell Brand ordeal at the VMAs, his reaction was negative toward Sparks’s stupidity and lack of (UK) sense of humor. He wrote:

At last night’s awards, Russel Brand, who I think was in over his head but still a decent host because he’s got a funny way about him and who I like since seeing him live and realizing he’s a definite talent, played it kinda safe. He was ripping into the Jonas brother’s about their promise rings and how they don’t do the pussy being thrown at them because they are contractually not allowed to and he made fun of this whole virginity lie the media is feeding our youth. Then Jordin Sparks from American Idol and Rich Daddy who paid for her career and all the junk food that made her this way came out saying it’s better to be a virgin than a slut, because that’s what she tells herself every night when she finds herself crying after masturbating because no one wants her Gorilla lookin’ body and instead of Russel Brand tearing her apart he came out and back tracked on his promise ring shit he was using to carry him through the show and said it’s okay to be a virgin and it’s commedable, and that kind of pussy footing pisses me off, but I guess dude’s just trying to make it in America without making enemies but was still fuckin’ weak on his part…..because the entire world knows this promise ring, God shit is a lie and that girls like Miley Cyrus give better blowjobs than a pornstar because they are eager, bright eyed and their daddy taught them proper back when they lived on the farm or some shit….

Now if you want to look into his whole post, don’t go searching for it. This was on a post that was completely unrelated to the one he was writing – something on Katy Perry and Miley Cyrus. He also goes on to bring up Brand’s apology, which I thought was okay because it was apparent that he offended pissed off Jordin Sparks and perhaps made The Jonas Brothers cry in their dressing room. I don’t know. And I don’t care. I just know if The Jonas Brothers wear those rings proudly and if they are sincere about it, then not Brand, me, Drunken Stepfather, or anyone should bother them. They “chose” to be virgins until marriage and I say kudos to that. However, if they’re contract with the manufacturer of music said they had to appear that way to the public because their owners at Disney – I find it odd they will get their own show, by the way – or whatever juggernaut of teenie music holds their leashes, then it’s a shame.

This should be the last, hopefully, that I will talk about the subject in my blog. Notice how celebrity isn’t one of my categories and that’s because nothing good ever comes out of that world.

Other post by me, read here and here.

Russell Brand, The Jonas Brothers and Jordin…wait, I’ve done this already…

It’s interesting what other people are saying about the whole ordeal last night. If anything, this might just make Russell Brand a household name in the USA. If not, then at least it’ll make Jordin Sparks – I still don’t understand how she’s famous, who she is and why she exists – a well loathed/misunderstood/liked moron of American teen (not so) beauty. There are some people who praise Jordin for her words, while other people are downright insulted by it. 

If you didn’t watch, or live under a rock, here is what the holier-than-thou, promise-ring-wearing wannabe diva have to say about those who don’t wear promise rings, or choose to wait until marriage:

“I just have one thing to say about promise rings. It’s not bad to wear a promise ring because not everybody – guy or girl – wants to be a slut.”

Okay, first of all, no guy in this society is ever called a slut (unless said guy is a homosexual and he called himself that, not that there’s anything wrong with that). Secondly, did Jordin Sparks just call me a slut? 

Break the quote down: “It’s not bad to wear a promise ring because not everybody – guy or girl – wants to be a slut.” There’s a fallacy in this quote, I can’t remember which one because I took logic when I a freshman in college and it’s now about five years since that class, so let’s turn it into a fallacy whose name I do remember. The complex question is one I remember so let’s use that. First, let’s go back to the trusty text book and let that explain to us what that is:

An informal fallacy that occurs when a single question that is really two or more questions is asked, and a single answer is applied to both questions. 

Now how am I doing to do that? How will I change Jordin Sparks’s statement of promise rings to a complex question? This will be a poor poor example because my brain is fried. “Do your parents and friends know you’re a slut because you don’t wear a promise ring?” Answer yes to that and you admit you’re a slut. Answer no, and you admit you’re a slut but neither your parents or family know about it. That’s a bad example, I know, but at the time it’s the only thing that I can think of. 

Okay, let’s go the route of Hasty Generalization which “is a fallacy that affects inductive generalizations.” This might make a better generalization. And for this, I will create a hypothetical niece because I can and she now exists and will be moving in with my brother in a matter of days. So my hypothetical niece, let’s call her Debbie, is a 15-year-old, typical high school girl. You have her image in your head? Good. Okay. Taking the Sparks quote, I shall now use it to prove it to be a fallacy that it already is:

Jordin Sparks – whoever she is – says that promise rings are a good thing because it keeps young adults – both guys and girls – from being sluts. My niece Debbie doesn’t have a promise ring. Therefore, my niece wants to be or is already a slut. 

That’s also bad, and I might come back to correct it when I’m in the right state of mine, so let’s start off from there. Now, I know for certain that my niece Debbie isn’t a slut because a) I just made her up, and b) she doesn’t really exist. However, if she were real and she didn’t think a promise ring was necessary to maintain one virginity until marriage, she still would be considered a slut under the Jordin fallacy. 

What amuses me the most is that despite their promise rings, the boys are still whored out by the very music entity that created them. You may not see it as such, but anyone with eyes who wanders into the magazine stand at their local Wal-Mart will see tons upon tons of pin ups of these boys and, quite possibly, Jordin Sparks, on every cover of the teeny bopper magazines. I already noted this on the first post that had a similar title here in my blog. So despite what the abstinence only people think, these kids are already pretty much sex symbols to every girl and gay boy out there. This is no win, but, as my friend from a forum would say, an “epic fail” on the part of their modern day David. 

The true problem wasn’t the fact that Brand “made fun” of ones choice to save oneself, but the fact that his sort of comedy isn’t understood, or well loved in this country. Jordin Sparks probably didn’t get it, so she got pissed off and made a hasty comment that condemned every one who has ever had sex before marriage. Way to go, Jordin, you just alienated some of your fans that is if you have any. 

However, don’t let my words fool you. It’s been a proved fact – by Mormons, of all people – that sex before marriage with a long term partner is “extremely destructive power.” It’s sad how people consider their own faults – I’ve met a few people on the forums who have convicted everyone who has smoked, will smoke, or smokes pot as a total bum, a loser and is never successful (ahem, Bill Clinton, anyone?) – as universal truths with everyone else. If you had sex outside of marriage bonds and it left you broken, then that’s your deal. I’ve had sex with three different people in my life, all outside of marriage. Now besides a bad back – completely unrelated to my premarital sex, I hope – I’m an okay guy. 

Now I’m not saying it’s right to go and bash someone for choosing to be a virgin, because that’s wrong. It’s also not right to make fun of other’s beliefs. However, you’re still going to get the assholes who will and you have to be the better person and suck it up, rather than calling your fan base, most of the United States’ youth, and quite possibly all of The Hills viewers, a slut, because that just makes you ignorant. Besides, if you can’t laugh at yourself, then you’re only letting the heckler’s win. The next thing you know, you’re going to be saying some very derogatory words on stage and having to apologize on David Letterman before you vanish into obscurity.

Russell Brand, The Jonas Brothers, Jordin Sparks & Mike Galanos walked into a bordello…

Screwin’ may be the only way
that I can truly be free from my fucked up reality
So I dream and stroke it harder,
’cause it’s so fun to see my face staring back at me
I don’t know your fucking name, so what, let’s fuck

(uncensored song)

So last night Russell Brand hosted the MTV Video Music Awards and if you’re like most of America, you don’t know who the fuck that is. He made some “lewd” comments about the Jonas Brothers being virgins and wearing promise rings. Jordin Sparks – whoever the fuck that is – attacked him on it to which he latered retracted his words and apologize.

Now I hate manufactured bands and that’s what the Jonas Brothers are, something that the Disney corporation to sell on the streets to the young teenie boppers who salivate at the mouth whenever they see one of them on Teen Beat or whatever the equivalent of that magazine is called. They have no real talent and they will never be crediable and will more than likely be forgotten within a few years when the next manufactured band comes in.

But Mike Galanos of CNN Headline News seems to have missed the apology, and goes all out to attack Mr. Brand, who is a British comedian, a type of performer that Americans rarely get and especially if you have a stick up your ass. So here we have a quasi-famous comedian from the UK trashing a band who has no talent, but are whored out to the public because they are the clean and carefree alternative to say, I don’t know, Miley Cryus (from what I know, no half nude, half explicit photos of the brothers have appeared online).

However, despite the fact that Galanos is a prude and has no sense of humor whatsoever, he does pose the interesting question that is on every mind of every teenager (possibly a fan of the Jonas Brothers) in America: Is it uncool to be a virgin? The answer is (drum roll please) yes. It is very unpopular to be a virgin, but who cares? So what if one man from the UK told ripped the Jonas Brothers a new one because they wore promise rings? He also called the president of the United States a retarded cowboy, but Galanos doesn’t attack him on that. No, instead he mulls around and attacks Brand for a band that will not be remembering in the coming years, granted that Brand was not lying about the Bush jab. Let’s face it, most of this country voted for someone who was completely unfit to be the leader of a country, not once but twice.

So Mike Galanos, what is it that bothered you so much about Brand’s sense of humor? The fact that you don’t have one? Perhaps it’s the fact you feel attacked because you were a high school virgin and you still hold on to the ideals of the past. Sure, it’s probably better if you wait until marriage to have sex. With the scare of diseases out there, it may be the a damned good decision. I didn’t, though I took my precautions when having sex, but some don’t. Some also don’t know that safe sex exist (ahem, Bristol Palin for instance) because of abstience only programs, which rarely work in this society.

Who’s to blame? Pop culture for the bumping and grinding, making bands like the Jonas Brothers into sex symbols for the young Americans? Or do we blame the parents and school districts (abstience only programs) about the whole thing because they don’t know that there are alteratives to sex? The media who blows things out of proportion? Or the kids themselves? I’m sure the Jonas Brothers didn’t just say, we’re gonna band but we’re expected not to be the typical teenager so no sex. No. It was a personal choice. They don’t want to have sex, and their peers might. But don’t think for a second that those promise rings on their fingers will alter the minds of their listeners. It’s a personal choice. Praise the kids who don’t have sex before marriage, but don’t call the ones who do a slut, Jordin Sparks – whoever you are. Because that just makes you just as ignorant as the person you thought was ignorant, okay?

The same goes Galanos. Please remove that phalic stick from your ass and stick to the news. If I wanted an opinion, I’d watch the real CNN channel.

1984

Closing books shuts out ideas.
Banned Books Week. Celebrate the Freedom to Read.

Banned Book Week is from 27 September – 4 October so a lot of people shoud pull out that dogeared copy of Slaugherhouse Five and read away. However, because banned book week starts later this month, a lot of Palin haters have taken to the blogosphere and posted up a list of books she wanted banned back when she was mayor of some city. While the accusations of her wanting to censor books and threatening the librarian who stood up against her may be true, the list isn’t. Sorry. It’s a fraudulant list and liberal blogs should stop posting it because you’re making the rest of us look like jackasses and I don’t like looking like a jackass because of one moron. 

For your reading pleasure, however, I’m posting a list of famous banned books in America. I shall note that these is not a fake list of Palin’s anti-first amendment ideology. I have provided a source of the list as well. 

A Clockwork Orange by Anthony Burgess
A Wrinkle in Time by Madeleine L’Engle
Annie on My Mind by Nancy Garden
As I Lay Dying by William Faulkner 
Blubber by Judy Blume 
Brave New World by Aldous Huxley
Bridge to Terabithia by Katherine Paterson 
Canterbury Tales by Chaucer
Carrie by Stephen King
Catch-22 by Joseph Heller
Christine by Stephen King
Confessions by Jean-Jacques Rousseau
Cujo by Stephen King
Curses, Hexes, and Spells by Daniel Cohen 
Daddy’s Roommate by Michael Willhoite 
Day No Pigs Would Die by Robert Peck 
Death of a Salesman by Arthur Miller
Decameron by Boccaccio
East of Eden by John Steinbeck
Fallen Angels by Walter Myers 
Fanny Hill (Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure) by John Cleland 
Flowers For Algernon by Daniel Keyes
Forever by Judy Blume
Grendel by John Champlin Gardner 
Halloween ABC by Eve Merriam 
Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone by J.K. Rowling
Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets by J.K. Rowling
Harry Potter and the Prizoner of Azkaban by J.K. Rowling
Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire by J.K. Rowling
Have to Go by Robert Munsch 
Heather Has Two Mommies by Leslea Newman 
How to Eat Fried Worms by Thomas Rockwell
Huckleberry Finn by Mark Twain 
I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings by Maya Angelou 
Impressions edited by Jack Booth 
In the Night Kitchen by Maurice Sendak 
It’s Okay if You Don’t Love Me by Norma Klein
James and the Giant Peach by Roald Dahl 
Lady Chatterley’s Lover by D.H. Lawrence
Leaves of Grass by Walt Whitman
Little Red Riding Hood by Jacob and Wilhelm Grimm 
Lord of the Flies by William Golding
Love is One of the Choices by Norma Klein
Lysistrata by Aristophanes
More Scary Stories in the Dark by Alvin Schwartz 
My Brother Sam Is Dead by James Lincoln Collier and Christopher Collier
My House by Nikki Giovanni 
My Friend Flicka by Mary O’Hara
Night Chills by Dean Koontz 
Of Mice and Men by John Steinbeck 
On My Honor by Marion Dane Bauer 
One Day in The Life of Ivan Denisovich by Alexander Solzhenitsyn 
One Flew Over The Cuckoo’s Nest by Ken Kesey
One Hundred Years of Solitude by Gabriel Garcia Marquez 
Ordinary People by Judith Guest
Our Bodies, Ourselves by Boston Women’s Health Collective 
Prince of Tides by Pat Conroy 
Revolting Rhymes by Roald Dahl 
Scary Stories 3: More Tales to Chill Your Bones by Alvin Schwartz
Scary Stories in the Dark by Alvin Schwartz 
Separate Peace by John Knowles 
Silas Marner by George Eliot
Slaughterhouse-Five by Kurt Vonnegut, Jr.
Tarzan of the Apes by Edgar Rice Burroughs 
The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn by Mark Twain 
The Adventures of Tom Sawyer by Mark Twain 
The Bastard by John Jakes
The Catcher in the Rye by J.D. Salinger 
The Chocolate War by Robert Cormier 
The Color Purple by Alice Walker
The Devil’s Alternative by Frederick Forsyth
The Figure in the Shadows by John Bellairs 
The Grapes of Wrath by John Steinbeck 
The Great Gilly Hopkins by Katherine Paterson 
The Handmaid’s Tale by Margaret Atwood 
The Headless Cupid by Zilpha Snyder 
The Learning Tree by Gordon Parks 
The Living Bible by William C. Bower
The Merchant of Venice by William Shakespeare
The New Teenage Body Book by Kathy McCoy and Charles Wibbelsman 
The Pigman by Paul Zindel 
The Seduction of Peter S. by Lawrence Sanders
The Shining by Stephen King
The Witches by Roald Dahl 
The Witches of Worm by Zilpha Snyder 
Then Again, Maybe I Won’t by Judy Blume 
To Kill A Mockingbird by Harper Lee
Twelfth Night by William Shakespeare
Webster’s Ninth New Collegiate Dictionary by the Merriam-Webster Editorial Staff
Witches, Pumpkins, and Grinning Ghosts: The Story of the Halloween Symbols by Edna Barth
(source) 

Some books seem to be missing from the list, but you get the gist. Again, I note that this is not a list related to the Palin allegations; however, you should note that these books were probably banned by like minds. 

Nothing scares me more than a person who wants to deprive people to alternate thoughts.

If Juno and 7th Heaven had a baby out of wedlock…

I’ll describe the way I feel
You’re my new Achilles heel
Can this savior be for real
Or are you just my seventh seal?

So I’m watching the godawful show entitled “The Secret of Life of the American Teenager,” and I have to say this – the Lohans are better actors than most of the people on this show. Not sure if that’s difficult, being that bad, but they pull it off. The only decent actor on the show is Molly Ringwald, but really, it’s just Molly Ringwald and memories of The Breakfast Club and Sixteen Candles (but never Pretty in Pink, but I hate that movie) come to mind.

What I especially dislike is the character played by “actor” India Eisley. Or maybe, I just hate India’s so-called acting. Her voice is so monotonous that nothing comes out like it should. She shows no emotion and fails miserably. I wonder if the other wannabe child stars who auditioned for the part were horrendous, or if she was a shoe in because someone in the production staff was a family member or slept with a family member.

The whole show is stupid, pointless and boring. I don’t know why it still exists, but I hope that it’s not picked up for a second season because that would be the fall of the television show if such a piece of drivel is allowed to continue. There’s nothing special about the show and there’s nothing unique about it. A teenage girl is pregnant out of wedlock and it’s supposed to be shocking? Why, because she’s white? Had the show been about a Hispanic or Black girl, I’m sure that the show’s ratings wouldn’t be so high.

I’ll just wait until the announcement that the show’s canceled. If it’s not, then I’m hoping for a whole new cast to replace this old one. Except Molly Ringwald, because she probably needs the work.

“The tongue and cock and hand and a–hole holy!” (Allen Ginsberg)

Last night was the first poetry reading hosted by yours truly and El Senor. It was the inaugural reading held at Cuppy’s Coffee. We are now known, for the meantime, as The Nameless Poetry Group and we will later on have a name. A friend and member suggested The Gypsie Rose Poetry Group, which I don’t have a problem with, but El Senor showed favor to both The Nameless and this new suggestion.

In the audience this time around was Lady Mariposa, Bel, Jyg, Richie and his family, Ronnie and a two listeners. A small group, I’ll admit, but sadly not all those who I had invited turned out. Hopefully next month, as I announced I would like to this as a monthly reading to get the cobwebs out. I did suggest we’d do an “Other People’s Poetry” reading, but call it “I wish I wrote that poem” night. The idea came to me when I was listening to Howl by Allen Ginsberg on night (I had about 25 minutes to kill) and that it wouln’t be such a bad idea if we did something like that. Lady Mariposa, El Senor and Ronnie all agreed. I said that the  poem Howl will be the main feature having four different readers (possibly more) taking a part. I want to do “Footnote to Howl” as well, but that will most likely be read by me and only me (it’s short).

But the night went well. I’m not sure if the next one will be hosted at Cuppy’s as well, or if we’ll continue travel along the venues given to us. McAllen? Art Expressions? These will be taken into consideration, but for the meanwhile, I’m going to take Dr. Anne Estevis’s advice and suggestion of keeping it in Edinburg.

“For her, happiness demands everything, even killing” (Albert Camus)

Go back to sleep forever more
Far from your fools and lock the door
They’re all around and they’ll make sure

You don’t have to see
What I turned out to be
no one can help you

There isn’t a single thing that needs to be said. There are many. There is so much going through my mind that I feel that I have let it all slip through my fingers. And this is going to kill me in the end. Friendships. Responsibilities. Family.

My mother’s sick. It’s not life threatening, but the procedure is especially because she’s diabetic. If I believed in a god this would be a time for me to pray. But it’s this that makes me doubt the existence of a supreme being. Some prayers are answered while others are ignored. Why do you want to believe in an almighty that picks favorites? Not an attack, just a simple question.

Tonight’s a reading. I’ll be there with El, Bel, Jyg, Lady Mariposa and whoever shows up. I’m not sure if the person who returns home is going to be me.