Seems it's been so long since I last wrote on here, they've completely changed the menu layout. Took way too long to find the "NEW POST" button...
Then again, haven't felt the rush of pithy venting for a while...
So it's pride week again, bang the drums and sound the trumpets, calling all fanatics its time to put your opinions on display for all the world to see! The more outlandish the better! Please, sign your name to something that will tarnish not only you and your own, but everyone who legitimately espouses the same dogma as you claim to!
This goes both ways, just so you know...each side of a debate has its share of people with high rage, low intellect, overdose of self-righteousness and 1 tbsp plus 1 tsp of free time.
Of course, my response is: why can't I post my opinion, too? Isn't is as valid as everyone else's?
The answer is, it IS. To elaborate, my opinion should matter as much to you as everyone else's...that is, little to not-at-all. Make up your own damn mind.
But what really stimulated this upsurge is the recent furour over Oreo's decision to support the current festivities with a graphic depiction of an inappropriately multi-coloured cookie. It was a bold move, considering they've only just been forgiven their blatant attack on segregation. Even the so-called 'white' oreo was a thinly-veiled sham...I know there's still chocolate in there! YOU CAN'T FOOL ME, KRAFT!!!
What got my attention, though, is that it was the picture of the rainbow that really set people off. I personally don't know when the rainbow became a symbol of the equal-rights movement (I know it celebrates unity in diversity), but lest we forget, it has longer still had a much deeper root within the Christian faith itself.
Yes, the old boat-builder himself, Noah (of 's Ark fame) was promised by his (your, my, our) God that never again would a great disaster wipe out the world, in spite of whatever sins people might commit, and to solidify this pact a (you guessed it) rainbow was crafted in the sky...and in faith, the reason this same symbol appears after a rainstorm is as a reminder that the precipitation is only a temporary thing, never again rising to humanity-erasing levels (hey, optical physics, go straight to hell!)
Now let's examine this, shall we? Point one...God used a rainbow as a symbol. Thus, by railing against those who do the same (be they marchers or munchies) you are inadvertently railing against the same Almighty for whom you claim to be railing.
Point two...the promise. There will never be another disaster to wipe out sinners. Hear that? NEVER ANOTHER. Yeah, let's check it again, just to be sure. Oh, there it is, Genesis 9:11, NEVER ANOTHER. So please, stop wasting time and cyberspace with your prayers to 'rid the world of sinners'. Ain't gonna happen. You're stuck with the planet as is. Learn to deal.
Point three...the whole sinners thing in the first place. Let's look at Noah again. When God decided to rid the world of sinners (and right now you're thinking, great idea, all for it), he selected one good family to survive the storm. That's the carpenter himself, his wife, and three sons. (Side note: even THEY weren't all winners; one of Noah's sons was later condemned for staring at his father's boarding ramp while the old man was piss drunk. Also, Noah was apparently an alcoholic.)
So let's look at ourselves now. Ask yourself, am I that family? Am I Noah, or one of his sons? Notice Noah's parents didn't make the cut (though to be fair, they may not have been alive...the man himself was about 200). Nor is there mention of cousins, uncles, distant relations. Just the immediate family. No friends, neighbours, fellow church-goers. Five people. One family.
Out of the entire fucking world.
If there were to be another flood (impossible, of course...see point two), only five people in one family would survive. Hate to say it, but I'm pretty sure that's not me. Pretty sure it's not you, either. I can't imagine everyone in Noah's time was a murdering rapist. Might have been a few folks who just stole handkerchiefs or double-parked their donkeys. Didn't matter, though...if you weren't Mr. Perfect Noah, down the drain ye went.
Maybe, instead of condemning it, we should be extremely grateful for the rainbow. As far as I can tell of the world today, it's the only thing keeping us dry.
