A Gay Sex Date With Fred Phelps

Phelps"Fred, come in!"

"Come in! Come in! Is that some sort of perverted double entendre? Come in! Is it?"

"It’s generally considered an invitation to transpose one’s person from an outside area to an inside area and there absolutely, positively was no …"

"My person? Myperson?! Inside area! Inside area! Fag! Filthy, abhorrent fag! Inside area is a fag name for God’s Glorious Gaper! Are you a fag-supporting, fag-loving fag!?"

"It’s raining outside and you’re getting wet so won’t you please just step through the doorway, think about leaving a few of your fag references behind, and get inside this fu … this house now? Please?"

"I will enter your domicile, your shelter of sodomites, knowing I have the protection of the Lord!"

"Well, that’s good. I was going to have to insist on protection anyway. No telling where you’ve been."

"That is a sinful statement to make. I am as God made me, pure with His spirit flowing through me, uplifted by His power."

"Hey, save the dirty talk for later. Why don’t you take your coat off. You’re dripping on the carpet."

"Blaspheming sodomite-enabling heathen fag! The holy fluids are not to touch man-made fibres. May God’s wrath strike you down for your damned lies!"

"The rain … rain! … is running down your coat and it’s falling … oh, forget it, it’ll dry out. Can I get you a drink?"

"I wouldn’t say no to a Cosmopolitan."

"Cocktail man, eh?"

"Perverted sodomite! Your sick, moral blindness will be your undoing when the judgement of God is laid upon your soul and you are shredded and torn asunder and caused to flame in the furnace of hell!"

"Tell you what: we’ll skip the drinks. You sound like you’ve had a few already."

"Homo-fascist! My throat is dry!"

"Well, I’m sure we can rectify that situation if you know what I mean."

"So that Cosmopolitan’s still available then?"

"Apparently you don’t know what I mean. I’m talking about the hot, gay sex we’re going to have. You know? You popped over here for sex with me … a man … to have sex … with. Yes?"

"Popped! Popped! Popped is a fag word! You filthy disseminator of vile fagspeak! God hates you and your depraved kind!"

"You’re giving me a headache."

"Kneel down and I shall pray above you and beg your Creator to forgive your defiance!"

"Kneel in front of you? Oh! Oh! It’s role-play! Role-play! I get you! The old religious disciplinarian job! Right, nice one. Okay … yeah, sure, I’ll kneel and maybe you can let me take your, er, communion wafer in my mouth, eh?"

"Godless sodomite whore! Heaven will rain fire and brimstone and sharpened sticks specially crafted for the purpose of skewering fag-lovers down upon your body and crush your soul like the giant fist crushes the tiniest bug!"

"Sorry, I couldn’t hear so well there; this latex romper suit squeaks like buggery whenever I try to move in it. Something about a fist and tight butt, did you say? Only I’m not sure a first date should go that far."

"I’ve brought lube."

"Oh, go on then."

The character of Fred Phelps The Raving Lunatic, Hate-mongering, Overcompensating, Homophobic Minister depicted in this article is entirely fictitious. Any similarity to an actual person called Fred Phelps who just so happens to be a raving lunatic, hate-mongering, overcompensating, homophobic minister is entirely coincidental.

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Arguing With Catholics

Andreas Bengtertl;dr Version
Twitter. Argument. Catholics. Unmarried. Sex. Pregnant. Abortion. Hypocrite. Morons.

Arguments! Just … just … just don’t, okay!

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We’ve all done it at some time; we’ve all tried to have a rational argument with someone who doesn’t understand what the word "rational" means. You can’t win this argument, no matter how impossibly right you are and how unbelievably wrong they are because their answer is to repeat already-disproved points or counter with irrelevant points.

At some level you wonder whether they’re smarter than you’re giving them credit for and are employing a cunning tactic to make you back down.

But they’re not; they really are that stupid.

Yesterday, on Twitter I made a comment to a fellow Person Who Uses Twitter, regarding the girl from Portsmouth planning to carry to term her two-headed baby because she’s a devout Catholic and won’t abort this "gift" even though it has no chance of living any semblance of a normal life whatsoever. I found – and find – the reason for not aborting – that being "a devout Catholic" – rather at odds with her happiness at trying to have a baby outside wedlock for seven years, something I would have thought would also be, perhaps, not really in line with Catholicism and devoutness. I’m sure devoutness is a real word.

My comment was:

‘Devout Catholic’ Lisa won’t abort doomed ‘gift from God’. Unmarried devout Catholic. Who’s had sex outside wedlock. Hypocrite.

This then started an argument with several Catholics which, bizarrely, was an argument actually about English words and their definitions as opposed to any simple mocking of their ridiculous beliefs.

There are four main ways someone could have seen that comment:

  • 1. A follower of my Twitter stream and the person to whom it was addressed could see it,
  • 2. Someone who happened to be viewing the public timeline at the time of posting could have seen it,
  • 3. Someone could have randomly clicked on followers and happened upon the status by luck,
  • 4. Someone could have searched Twitter, probably for the word ‘Catholic’.

The lattermost is the most likely reason for what happened about four hours later.

patrickmadrid No, ‘Catholic Lisa’ is not a hypocrite. She’s acting ethically by doing the right thing and not aborting her unborn baby.

Ah! A person butting in on a conversation and using the old "you’re wrong and here’s why, using a non sequitur" opening gambit. A challenge! So, according to Patrick, Lisa was not a hyprocrite because she was acting "ethically". This argument is logically equivalent to saying "No, Sidney Poitier is not black. He’s wearing a tie." I replied as politely as possible:

neonbubble I think you need to look up the word ‘hypocrite’. She’s one by picking which parts of religion to follow and which to ignore.

Now, what I’ve done here is point out that perhaps Patrick doesn’t really understand the word in question and then clarify my correct reasoning for using the word correctly. That’s nice of me, explaining and educating like that. Patrick’s "ethics", you see, are irrelevant. This is about the word "hypocrite" as it applies to Lisa.

patrickmadrid I know what the word means. Like the old saying: 2 wrongs don’t make a right. She made 1 mistake & decided not to make another.

I had hopes at this point that this would be nipped in the bud. After all, the evidence of this comment tells me Patrick thinks he knows what "hypocrite" means and he’s also referencing the "two wrongs don’t make a right" saying, indicating he’s aware that Lisa had decided not to continue doing the "wrongs" and had chosen to switch to doing a "right".

neonbubble We’re agreed she’s a hypocrite then. And 1 more ‘wrong’ after 7 years of ‘wrongs’ wouldn’t really make much difference.

I thought the whole definition of "hypocrite" was behind us; we both clearly knew that Lisa was a hypocrite for hiding behind her religion when it suited her (the abortion) but conveniently forgetting about it when she wanted sex and a baby out of wedlock for seven years. Alas! I forgot I was both arguing on the internet and arguing with someone with strong religious beliefs negating their capacity to comprehend logic, definitions, long words, or the possibility of independent thought; it’s a losing combination but I was caught up in the moment.

patrickmadrid Nope. We’re not agreed. She’s no hypocrite & did the right thing by not aborting her child. Your attempt to spin it won’t work.

Spin? Where? Oh, of course! Someone who believes in an invisible outerspace fairy creating the universe probably won’t have much trouble imagining "spin". Doing the right thing now doesn’t make someone not a hypocrite; in fact, for someone to do the right thing now means they clearly weren’t before and that means they must be a hypocrite if they purport to be a staunch follower of a set of rules governing these particular rights and wrongs. My head was starting to throb a little here.

neonbubble She chose to do SOME of what was ‘right’. The abortion bit. The unwed sex bit, for 7 years, nope. Hypocrite. Tell me: it’s fine for devout Catholics to have unwed sex and get pregnant, yes or no?

Having followed Jeremy Paxman’s interviews for many years I wasn’t expecting to hear either of those options returned but I was mildly surprised at the first two sentences of the reply.

patrickmadrid Fine? Of course not. But if someone sins, as she did, then repents and goes on to do what’s right, that’s not hypocritical. Being hypocritical is saying one thing and doing the opposite. She didn’t do that. She chose to do what was right.

For someone who’d claimed to know what "hypocrite" meant, adding in the caveat "you’re not a hypocrite if you repent" threw a spanner in the works. I frantically scoured several dictionaries for this amazing, Catholic-only definition loophole. I also kept an eye out for other wink-wink definitions such as: "shoe (noun): footwear; if you say a rosary though then it’s also an edible fruit". Sadly, none were found.

neonbubble Repenting doesn’t make what you did not happen. Said one thing ‘catholic’. Did another. Sex. Hypocrite.

Coherent arguments and Twitter are not well-suited but I think we get the gist here.

neonbubble There is no special Catholic hypocrite definition. We all have the same one. She qualifies.

patrickmadrid Sorry. You’re wrong. I don’t think you understand what ‘hypocrite’ means. It’s when you say one thing and do the opposite. You can try to spin this all you want, but your reasoning falls flat. Sorry. It’s pretty obvious.

Commence forehead-slapping … now! As I would later tell Gia: "They don’t understand much of anything as far as I can tell. Like talking to a wall, but with less hope of a breakthrough".

The "argument" of "you’re wrong, you’re spinning, I don’t understand your reasoning, it’s all obvious" contains just one portion of truth mixed in with three parts of statements with no basis in fact: "I don’t understand your reasoning". Of course he doesn’t; he’s religious. The ability to reason has left the building. Please leave all brains at the door on your way in.

neonbubble Let’s see: 1. we agree on the definition of ‘hypocrite’. 2. I explain why she is one based on that definition. 3. You use the word ‘spin’ a few times but don’t counter with an actual argument. It’s like arguing with a religious person … oh, wait.

You’ll note that I was starting to get tetchy here; angry at myself for not simply blocking him. By this point another Catholic had come on the attack splitting my conversations but the arguments were all pretty much the same only with marginally less imbecility so they’ll be left out for now for clarity.

patrickmadrid Hmm. Not sure how I can speak more plainly. I’ve explained what a hypocrite is. You reject the definition and want to spin. Ok.

After I’d reconstituted my head which had just exploded over the walls at this outrageous crap …

neonbubble You are living in a fantasy world or you’re simply lying. Show me the rejection. Show me the spin.

Look back through the conversation. Did I reject the definition of a hypocrite? Nope. Did I spin (whatever that is in his mind)? Not as far as I can tell. By this time I had started to suspect that Patrick was sponsored by the word "spin" and got paid every time he used it in a tweet. Double when out of context. In my mind he was a very rich person by now. After asking to see the rejection and the spin I expected, well, to see them, so …

patrickmadrid This is almost fun. Seriously, I’m waiting for you to actually respond to my points. I’ll add in the next comment

Whaaa??!!?! Spot the points to respond to from Patrick and win a prize! I’d noticed a pattern now. Early on I’d queried whether Patrick knew what "hypocrite" meant; later he’d queried the same thing of me. Then, when I’d asked him to show me things – the rejection and spin – he’d replied by stating he was waiting for me to respond. I surmised that Patrick was easily confused and had started to think he was me in the conversation; certainly a better position for him to be in but, nonetheless, confusing to all involved. We can’t all be me, no matter how much we all want to. You can have too much of a good thing after all.

patrickmadrid Simultaneously saying 1 thing and doing the opposite is what constitutes hypocrisy. She didn’t do that. How can it be clearer?

Hmmm. Saying "I’m a ‘devout Catholic’ and doing sex outside marriage for seven years trying to get pregnant. She definitely did that. Yes, he’s right, it is clear. She’s a hypocrite; he’s an idiot. Crystal.

neonbubble 1. She said she was ‘devout Catholic’ and wouldn’t abort because she was a ‘devout Catholic’. 2. She said she was a ‘devout Catholic’ yet for 7 years while devout had sex and got pregnant. That’s hypocrisy.

I hoped it got through to him because my head was starting to pulse again.

patrickmadrid I agree with you that if she claimed to be a devout Catholic and was secretly fornicating, yes, that’s hypocritical.

A miracle! An agreement! Also: odd use of the term "secretly fornicating" that gave me a deeper insight than I’d have liked.

patrickmadrid …but her decision not to abort wasn’t hypocritical. Doing the right thing on that point is *consistent* with being ‘devout.’

A lightbulb went on in my head about now; when arguing about hypocrites he was ignoring the sex part and only looking at the abortion part. In his mind – and logically, amazingly for him, correct – not aborting was consistent with her religion and not hypocritical. I couldn’t argue with this. I hadn’t been arguing with this. I’d been arguing that the two things – not aborting, yet also having unwed sex – were inconsistent with one another and the Catholic faith and made anyone who claimed to be devout in the religion wrong and hypocritical. I never said that not aborting was hypocritical; far from it, in fact. I said she was a hypocrite. Massive. Fucking. Difference. Requires a grasp of English. You can see this quite clearly in my very first comment; it mentions all the parts: abortion, umarried sex, Catholic, and hypocrite. They’re all there. I don’t tend to imagine things; I know some people do. Every Sunday, for instance.

neonbubble Hypocrisy *needs* two or more conflicting decisions or points. You can’t just pick one and say ‘well, that one’s consistent’. As I said, and as you agreed with her ‘secret fornicating’, she is a hypocrite. Period.

This was the crux of the argument. If you take one word out of context and use that to counter everything else said then you’re a tit. Take this fictitious argument:

A: Jenny Smith has had a sex change, changed her name to John, and is now a man.
B: Jenny is a female name. Jenny is a woman.
A: No, a man. A man called John. Had the sex change.
B: You said ‘Jenny’ and ‘man’. Jenny is not a man’s name.
A: Read the rest of it you tosser.
B: Stop spinning and answer my points.

Despite educating Patrick that you can’t pick just one aspect of a person’s life, ignoring all others, and declare them non-hypocritical because of it, he – like all good arguers – tried to change the rules of the game halfway through.

patrickmadrid Her fornication isn’t the issue. Rather, it’s that by rejecting abortion she was *consistent* with her claim to be devout.

A nice try. Tantamount to saying: "Well, you’ve gone and proven that point we’ve been arguing about all along very well but, you see, unbeknownst to you we’ve been on double secret argument for the past ten minutes and we’ve really been talking about this! Haha! Now who looks mental?" I decided to use evidence in my riposte as opposed to flights of fiction.

neonbubble No. The issue is this, backed up by looking through the tweets timeline. 1. I tell a contact that this girl is a hypocrite. 2. Later, you find the tweet and send a reply to me telling me I’m wrong which I’m not (she *is* a hypocrite). Now, you want to change the rules of the argument and claim that this is all just about the abortion. Well played, and very, very typical.

patrickmadrid No, not at all. I’ve been consistent all along. My original comment is that she wasn’t ‘hypocritical’ by rejecting abortion. But I do appreciate the fact that you at least had the conviction to respond to my comments. That’s a plus.

Look at how I didn’t even rise to the condescending last sentence there. Aren’t I good? He clearly states: "my original comment is that she wasn’t ‘hypocritical’ by rejecting abortion". Oh, if only there was a way to check that. Oh, there is. Let’s look back and … "No, ‘Catholic Lisa’ is not a hypocrite. She’s acting ethically by doing the right thing and not aborting her unborn baby".

If you remember – if not, then scroll up you lazy bastard – this is a non sequitur. Patrick says she’s not a hypocrite; then he says she’s acting ethically by not aborting. Acting ethically by not aborting has nothing to do with being a hypocrite. You can act ethically and be a hypocrite because you’ve also acted unethically elsewhere. We know this to be true. Lisa’s a good example. What Patrick’s saying, of course, is that he’s only ever been saying all along that not aborting means she’s not a hypocrite. What it actually means, however, is that Patrick really, really didn’t understand the initial comment after all. As suspected. She’s a hypocrite because sometimes she follows her religion and sometimes she doesn’t. You cannot pick the one time she does follow it and hold that up as proof that she’s not a hypocrite. That one act may not be hypocritical but she still is.

patrickmadrid Sorry, but what prompted my orginal comment to you was your erroneous claim that she was a ‘hypocrite’ for rejecting abortion.

This was Patrick’s last comment to me; at this point I’d given up the will to live, taken my own life, and then thought better of it so come back in a new and improved form with go-faster stripes and everything. I checked back to see if I’d said that Lisa was a hypocrite for rejecting abortion, saw that I’d done no such thing, realised that someone was having visions again, and did what I should have done a lot earlier: let him have the last word – I think it was important to him for some reason – and ignore him.

Final Thoughts

  • There was confusion on both sides. A bit like talking to a child about flowers and how pretty they are and how they smell nice and it’s good that bees help them grow and then suddenly realising when the child’s mother calls you from hospital where she’s being treated for anaphylactic shock that flowers is the name the child gives to a woman’s breasts.
  • Never argue on the internet because it’s impossible to punch sense into people. We have email. Where’s eThump?
  • Never argue with religious people because they’re physically incapable of reciprocating in the true sense of the word.
  • Arguing in bursts of 140 character or fewer on Twitter is bloody awkward and gives you a headache.
  • Why do religious people argue anyway? Their religion is based on absolutely, positively not having a shred of proof of what they believe in … yet they try to argue for it … which would require some evidence or form of proof … which they don’t, can’t, and will never have … but they try to rationalise something irrational anyway … which is impossible … like their religion, so that sort of makes sense for them … believing in the unbelievable, but not believing in the physically demonstrable or theoretically testable … perhaps they’re not real people at all … oh, my head hurts again.
  • There were other Catholics commenting too. There was a limit to my multitasking capabilities though. I’m a man. Evolved to lose concentration easily.
  • One of Patrick’s friends has decided to follow me on Twitter as a result of this. Life’s full of disappointments.
  • Sorry, Gia.
  • I’ve bought you a little puppy! It shits itself, some of its organs are on the outside, and it’s in severe pain all the time. Rather than euthanise it painlessly I’ve saved it for you so you can care for it – it’s expensive, by the way – and then watch as it loses its sight slowly, goes gangrenous, and rots to death while still crying. I hear God has given you a little gift too! What a guy!
  • On the off chance that anyone actually reads this far – I’m sorry, it’s long and there are words and stuff, but well done you – and wants to fire off any abusive comment please remember to actually read this site’s disclaimer first. Summarised version: my site, I can be rude and abusive; you can’t. Well, you can, but it won’t do you any good and will simply demonstrate just how stupid you are. I know that won’t necessarily stop anyone determined to post but we live in hope, if not enlightened times.

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Second Secret Gospel Chapter

Previously on neOnbubble: Secret Gospel Chapter: Revealed.

Soldier JesusJesus and his disciples returned to the hills beyond the Jordan and from there made their way – with only a short stop at Jesus’ miraculous water-into-moonshine still – down to the land by the sea.

Jesus led his disciples to a quiet area which was the most fertile and beautiful area near the sea where an impoverished tribe from the East had set up home.

"Look upon these poor people," said the Son of Man. "They are outcasts among their own people who have wandered far and ended with nothing but the land beneath their feet and the sky above their heads and yet they are rich because of it." And the disciples looked to the tribe who were happy with their lot and the disciples looked at one another because they knew Jesus quite well by now and suspected something was about to kick off.

"That’s prime real estate, that," continued Jesus. "Nice beach. Anyone fancy a sunbathe?"

James and John urged the Son of God "Teacher, is it wise that you should trespass on land to which you have no right?" And Jesus replied to them all: "Listen to me, those among you who would call yourself a follower of the way of the Lord, because God has willed – not in writing, obviously – that this strip of land is for the descendants of Levi and Abraham and so on and so forth and that includes me and all of you so we’re sorted, okay?"

But the disciples were still not happy and so Jesus said "The rest of the Earth belongs to the Devil; he tempted me with it when we were in the desert together, remember? Too much upkeep to be honest. But this land here is God’s and, by extension, mine. God wants us all to share. That’s what He’s telling me right now. In my head. Right now. What’s the worst that could happen?" The disciples discussed this among themselves and could not reach a firm conclusion and so they decided to let their master have his way.

Then Jesus stripped down to his trunks and lay down on the beautiful beach that was part of the land of the outcasts and in time the outcasts came to him and his disciples and they said "You are Jesus whom those of your people know as the Son of God and you have bathed here on our beach for some time now but the tide is turning and there are those among our people who would like to go surfing. We would be happy to have you and your disciples join us."

And Jesus gathered his disciples around him and addressed the outcast people thus: "Thanks, but no thanks. Possession is nine parts of the law, sunshine. This is our beach now so hop it before some serious smiting occurs."

Some of the disciples were not happy and told Jesus that he had said he would share the land with the outcasts but Jesus replied that there was no commandment against lying and that a great tan was a fitting tribute to his father in Heaven and so he returned to his towel and the book he was reading.

In time a few among the outcasts grew angry at the intrusion by Jesus and his disciples and so they took what little they had, for they were a poor people shunned by the rich tribes from whence they came, and they fashioned pea shooters which they loaded with the smallest stones in the soil since they needed the peas to survive. In this way they fired at the Son of Man in order to drive him away but the shots were weak and many fell short and away from their targets.

Then Jesus said to Simon Peter "They shoot like girls" and Simon smiled but he answered "Truly Lord, they are justified in their anger. Would it not be sensible to leave this place now or to seek peace with the outcasts? Many of us wouldn’t mind a surf to be honest."

Then the outcasts struck Jesus on the nose with a stone and he lost his place in the novel and Jesus became suddenly angry, gathering his disciples to him and saying "Look what they did to my nose! It’s bleeding!" John protested that it was only a nick and it had almost stopped already but Jesus cast him to one side and said "Didn’t I say something before about he who casts the first stone should be hit in the cheek? Let’s rumble!"

And Jesus led his disciples to the homes of the outcasts and there Jesus ripped the arms off the first born children of the families. And Jesus blinded the wives of the husbands. And Jesus tore down the curtains in the homes of the outcasts. And Jesus doused the fires under the cooking pots. And Jesus cracked the kneecaps and crushed the ankles of every outcast who came before him. And some of the pea shooters were found and snapped in half.

Antonius, a Roman envoy to the region passed by that way during this time but he was fearful of the pea shooters that remained and so he did not intervene to help the outcasts but simply carried on his way. The Son of God saw this and was happy.

Afterwards Bartholomew approached Jesus. "Teacher, I do not understand this lesson." And so Jesus explained "I was at an exciting part in the book and thanks to them I’ve lost my place. And now, so have they so we’re even." But Bartholomew persisted because he wasn’t mentioned very much in the Gospels and was looking to make the most of his time. "But teacher, will not the friends and relatives of the outcasts seek retribution for the actions here today?"

"They’re outcasts," replied Jesus. "Nobody likes them anyway but, yes, I get your point. It’s quite likely they’ll move to slingshots next time so God wants us to be prepared for when that happens. We’ll need bazookas to finish this off once and for all. And after that I’m thinking AH-64 Apache Attack Helicopter. Who’s with me?"

The disciples were confused and told Jesus that they did not know the strange words he spoke unto them. "You will," said the Son of Man with a wink. "You will."

And James and John decided that Jesus had had too much sun for one day and so they overpowered him and carried him off to a cool cave in the hills to have a lie down and sleep it all off.

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Religious TV Schedule Highlights

Factual

HinduburgWhat Really Happened To The Hinduburg?
Thursday, 21:00, HISTORY

"Oh, the deity!"

A brand new and fascinating documentary using state-of-the-art computer technology and descriptions of visions from those exalted by one God or another that attempts to unravel the divine truth of the last few minutes of the ill-fated voyage of the Hinduburg.

Did Shiva the Destroyer strike down the grand, rigid frame airship or was there something more sinister at work? Static electricity perhaps, as some conspiracy theorists maintain?

Narrated by Brian Blessed.


Entertainment

CassocksCassocks
Sunday, 21:30, E4

The Emmy award-winning comedy drama series about the young priests and nuns working at the Church of the Sacred Heart returns for an eighth season.

Fathers John "J.D." Dorian (Zach Braff) and Christopher Turk (Donald Faison) start to question their faith when Sister Reid (Sarah Chalke) is mugged while praying five rosaries as penance for upsetting Bishop Kelso (Ken Jenkins) but they find themselves distracted when a Holy Water shortage threatens Sunday morning mass.

Also starring John C. McGinley as Father Cox. Guest appearance by Brian Blessed as God.


Movies

Little Miss SunnishineLittle Miss Sunnishine
Monday, 20:00, Sky Movies Islam

Seven-year-old Olive finds out she has qualified for the Little Miss Sunnishine religious pageant being held in California in just two days time leading to a roadtrip for Olive as her parents, her grandfather, her stepbrother, and her vile, deviant, homosexual uncle all travel along to the coast in a yellow Volkswagen bus to support her.

Expect laughs and tears as the family experience a number of setbacks on their trip across country and look out for the hilarious, blasphemous ending that condemns Olive to ritual stoning.

With Greg Kinnear, Alan Arkin, Steve Carell, and Brian Blessed.



Roger RabbiWho Framed Roger Rabbi
Tuesday, 19:00, The Disney Channel

Part animation, part live action family movie.

Bob Hoskins stars as Eddie Valiant, a private investigator brought in to help clear the name of Roger Rabbi, the toon television evangelist being framed for the murder of Marvin Acme who the rabbi knows has apparently enjoyed an extramarital dradling with Roger’s wife Jessica.

Kids will love the cartoon aspects of this film while dads will have unholy thoughts about the voluptuous Jessica Rabbi. Mums will have to make do with Christopher Lloyd as Mohel Doom and a brief cameo from Brian Blessed.


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Religious Perfume

I recently read about The Pope’s Cologne, a fragrance for men who wish to smell just like a man in a dress in times of plague. And who wouldn’t?

As many people will know, I’m a collector of vintage magazines and I’m particularly fond of adverts in particular as they demonstrate a fascinating snapshot into the banality of life in decades past, so it is probably no surprise to learn that men’s and women’s fragrances based on religious themes is hardly new at all.

Holy Spirit
Holy Spirit (1973)

When Rochas tapped into the religious market looking to smell religiousy with Holy Spirit it took the bold step of edging away from traditional floral bases in the scent and instead picked upon some specific elements from the Bible in order to more strongly appeal to fundamentalist Christian women, a key demographic at the time. The piquancy of the warm bread undertone mixed with the musky palm notes was generally agreed upon to be both innovative and very pleasant but the decision to blend in two distinct fish aromas was the most likely cause of the perfume’s catastrophic market failure. Even after Holy Spirit was removed from shelves and ceased production Rochas refused to confirm the exact fish species used although it is widely accepted that the religious fragrance lacked sole.

Seventy-2
Seventy-2 (1969)

Seventy-2 was directed at the young, white, suburban, fanatical, Islamic, would-be suicide bombers prevalent in middle America towards the end of the 1960s. The moral claims of the producers of Seventy-2 – that it "might help prevent unnecessary bloodshed and tragedy, and simultaneously help to make America smell wonderful again" – were overshadowed by some of the sales tactics used to sell the range of men’s toiletries (free dynamite, Death To America workshops, etc.) and the company was forced to close down and disappear quietly with the help of the FBI in, ironically, February of ’72.

Rapture
Rapture (1925)

Ludwig Scherk was not only a manufacturer of cosmetic products during the 1920s but also a self-proclaimed prophet, and his release of a range of women’s fragrances entitled Rapture was – he claimed – because he could see the end coming very soon and wanted the good Christian housewives of America to be the first to travel the clouds while the Earth was destroyed. History shows us that Scherk was partly correct; his business did come to an abrupt and fiery (literally) end during the Great Depression that began a few years later. However, the return of Jesus was fortunately cancelled and those women who purchased and doused themselves in Rapture never got to impress anyone other than Ludwig’s bank manager until his suicide in New York in 1931.

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Getting To Know Me

Oh, sure, you visit; you pop by; you drop on in. If you’re a member of Entrecard then you probably drop on down, then drop on out too. That place is full of droppers and I should know; I visit, pop by, and drop in, on, around, down, and out too. But I don’t really know anything about you and I suspect – well, actually, I’m pretty certain – that you don’t know anything about me. And there is much to know about me. The web’s social or so they say but it isn’t much like a society with which I’m familiar unless you know of a society that thrives solely on self-promotion, lies, and egotism. Let’s ignore the obvious response to that and press on with some self-promotion, lying, and ego-stroking by talking in depth about me.

I’m a man, for starters. I’ve got all the manly parts associated with being a man. Stubble? Yeah, that’s there. If I don’t shave for four days then I can blend in with any terrorist cell in the world. It’s not just my stubble that grows at a phenomenal rate – no, not what you’re thinking you filthy pervert, although that’s true enough – but also the hair on my scalp too. If there’s a Hair Bear Bunch Human Impersonator Emergency then I could well be the answer to that emergency’s prayers. I don’t have hair on my back, chest, or tongue, however. If I had hair on my back then I’d not be engaged, that’s for certain; the other half frowns upon back hair. But we’re not talking about her. This is me, me, me time. My hair’s neither receding nor balding and was once so brown it was nearly black. But it wasn’t quite black. And now it’s not quite so brown it’s nearly black either; the albino hairs have emerged and begun to infiltrate the forest of brown-black. In time they will subsume the dark but I do not fear their approach.

Mask by Travis WalkerIt’s not just my head-based hair that marks me out as a man; I have a sense of direction that is second-to-none and, certainly, far superior to any woman’s to which I’ve been introduced. I’d like to believe that I can tune into the Earth’s magnetic flux patterns and align myself towards any direction without thinking. I’d like to believe in a lot of things, but that’s simply preposterous. Unless the box of iron filings I swallowed as a child didn’t pass through me as the knowledgeable-sounding doctor assured my parents it would. Could they have dispersed through my body, carried by the flow of blood to every sense point, bestowing upon me a directional instinct? Is it possible that I can sense magnetism in the same way a person feels the heat of the Sun on the hand? Wouldn’t I have set off metal detectors though?

For a long time I was a single man until that fateful night at the club when I met her. At that moment I became much more; I became two men. It was the first and last time that I would go to Club Misandry on "Axe Wielders Get In Free"-Wednesday. A knowledgeable-sounding doctor – a different one than before – made me whole again and I felt content then to stay a single man forever. Until that other fateful night at that other club when I met her. Either she took my frantic patting her down, checking for lethal weaponry as a sign of manly assuredness or I expertly pushed the exact combination of female pressure points guaranteed to make a woman fall in love with a man who was clearly way below her level; whichever it was, the result was the same: terror. And an imminent wedding. Otherwise known as: more terror.

I’m very shy. I don’t do public speaking. I barely do private speaking. At parties look for the person in the corner trying to avoid people. Approach him. Engage in some small talk without making him feel you’re trying to steal his wallet. Then ask after me. He’ll have the carefully-prepared excuse as to why I didn’t turn up written on laminated card in his shirt pocket. There’s always a walrus in the story. That’s how you’ll know it’s from me.

I can argue for Queen and Country. About anything. From any standpoint. I love to argue. I love playing Devil’s Advocate. Not the movie. Definitely not the movie. If I’m in the right mood then I will pick a fight with anyone especially if they’re talking about something with which I agree. I blame and praise in equal measures a combination of my education and my heritage.

My heritage is half Irish, seven sixteenths English, and one sixteenth Spanish. It’s a fiery, argumentative combination with just a small promise of a siesta somewhere in the middle. My education was excellent. I learned to read early and I read fast and often. By the age of nine I had read the entire contents of my school’s libraries and the teacher would sometimes ask me to step out of class and help other children with reading who were having trouble. I later learned that those same children went on to serve time at Her Majesty’s Pleasure. Remember: criminals are born stupid and there’s nothing you can do for them so you shouldn’t bother trying. I took the entrance exam for Eton College and passed, placed second in the county. But my parents were not rich and couldn’t afford the fees to send me for private buggering by future stockbroker drug-addicts (I’m not bitter), and so I took a government grant for education by priests in a private school in my home city instead.

When you’re educated by an order of Catholic brothers in an all-boys school you probably don’t anticipate emerging straight and a determined athiest unless it is through an act of rebellion and yet I did. And it wasn’t. We were taught to think and question and see every side’s point of view, not remember facts and figures and learn how to pass an exam. Teachers disciplined us with the edges of steel rulers on our knuckles when we misbehaved and we quickly stopped misbehaving. Monks explained why the Bible shouldn’t be taken as gospel – pun intended – and we came to understand that the world is full of morons. There was true enlightenment at that school. My mother – a devout Catholic – was not pleased (to put it mildly) but she came around to the right way of thinking eventually. I argue well, as has been previously mentioned, but I also fight well and her use of the Holy Slipper and Metal Spatula Of Blasphemy were no match for my lightning reflexes and toned musculature. I miss that musculature.

I do not like children. They are horrible things. Babies are not miracles. Miracles are not miracles.

I would be a great and benevolent tyrant were it not for the aforementioned shyness. Instead, I follow politics carefully and fantasise about world domination. America in the 1950s was a shining beacon for the world; everyone wanted to be just like America. Peace comes from inner change. Make one country so beautiful and modern and friendly and armed with Earth-shattering technology that it encourages the others to tear down their oppressive leaderships and tear apart their dreadful social models and follow suit without outside intervention; that, or a tailored virus that targets the terminally stupid and erases their genes. I’m easy. Iceland would be the penal colony/personal refuge for the dissenters to my vision. I don’t believe prisoners should have any comforts though, so there would have to be a shield over the country to block out the aurora borealis. Iceland’s bigger than you think it is; the aurora shield would create a great many jobs. Can’t you see what a wonderful tyrant I would be?

And that’s me in a figurative nutshell. Please feel free to introduce yourself.

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British Creationists

Disclaimer: This article is primarily addressed to Creationists, whether British or not. It’s quite lengthy and some of the words contain more than three syllables. I freely admit that this will be barely read, let alone comprehended by those for whom it is intended. Also, every insult comes with a money-back guarantee if you’re not completely satisfied but please seek the help of an adult with untaping your child-proof safety mittens before attempting to issue a complaint.

GodThe BBC recently published an online magazine article that exposed the shameful, shameful secret we’ve been trying to suppress for a long time in Britain.

I’m very sorry to say this but … yes, it’s true. Britain has its fair share of complete morons too.

Creationists – as everyone with greater than eight brain cells is aware – choose to ignore evidence in favour of stories. Not new stories either. Old ones. Very old ones. Less than ten thousand years old, however. You know, because the Universe didn’t exist before that. The starry backdrop was still on backorder. The designer was still trying to decide between fossilised remains of giant lizards and a Dear John letter from a sentient, multi-dimensional millipede. Yeah, not that old obviously.

Now, stories are great things. I’d love to believe in some stories too. Harry Turtledove has some books where reptilians fight during World War 2. Extermination of the Jews … or reptiles shooting at French resistance fighters? I know which one I’d like to believe in but there appears to be this little thing called evidence which indicates I’m shit out of luck.

Do Creationists believe in King Arthur? And I mean everything about King Arthur too. Witches, wizards, magic swords, mermaids? The possibility of witches, wizards, and mermaids all living in Britain just a few hundred years ago is awesome! Rather unlikely, however, what with all that "lack of any supporting evidence". Anyone found a female skeleton holding a sword in a lake? What about a pointy hat with "Merlin" sewn in it? An old, round table with "Galahad woz ‘ere" scrawled into the top? Not even that?

Clearly, Creationists are picky about which stories they believe in. They are stupid, yes, but it’s a special kind of stupid being exposed. There is a wilful choice being made: of any two options pick the one with the smallest or simplest words. Excalibur … or myth? Myth’s shorter. Evolution … or God? Hell, God’s only got three letters! Nothing’s going to beat that!

But back to the topic at hand: British Creationists. I’d like to talk to some of them.

The BBC article allows some comments but as I’ve discovered in the past there is no discernible pattern to their moderation and editorial policy. The comments, therefore, are a mix of pro-moron and anti-twat alike but probably are not indicative of numbers for or against in any way. Regardless, those approved for publication from the idiot brigade make for understandably entertaining (and, simultaneously, cringingly embarrassing) reading. I’m unlikely to see my replies published on the BBC site so I’d like to address these people through the medium of rhythmic dance instead. I’ll settle for using my website as the next best thing though.

I have long been at a loss to understand how it is possible to believe the evolutionary theory, riddled with holes and inconsistencies as it is, more that (sic) the creationist view. The facts we see in front of us fit the notion of a rapid creationist view far better than a long evolutionary one, and why the evolutionary theory is considered to be "science" but the creationist theory is not eludes me completely. It was partly a serious study of evolution that led me to conclude that I’d rather be the product of a creationary God than an evolutionary accident, and so embrace Christianity. I am so pleased I did, life has become so much less gloomy.

Robert Harper, Battle, England

1. Evolutionary theory doesn’t have holes and inconsistencies. There are holes in the evidential record but you’d expect this if you accepted the Earth was older than a few thousand years. Things decay over time. Things from a long time ago are most likely to have therefore decayed. However, probability shows that some things should survive decay if the conditions are right. Probability shows that conditions should be right some times based on the age of the planet. Fossils are those things that survived complete decay. You can trace the evolution of species as fossils are uncovered. The "holes" are where conditions aren’t right for preservation. Which you’d expect. It’s in the scientific theory that encapsulates it all.

2. The facts that you claim fit a creationist view are, well, not facts at all. A fact must be supported by evidence for it to be a fact. You calling a not-fact a fact does not make it a fact, and that’s a fact. I can show evidence of this by stating the fact that the previous sentence consists only of red numbers. Can you see how that fact didn’t alter the fact that the fact was a not-fact rather than a fact?

3. You claim that you cannot understand how evolution can be considered a science whereas creationism cannot. I’ll try to explain as simply as I can. It’s because you’re simple, in case you’re wondering. For something to be scientific one must be able to theorise and conduct or deduce some experiment that can test the theory and prove, disprove, or amend it through the discovery or otherwise of evidence. Evolution theorises that there should be a progression of changes as species get older based on environmental changes and that those changes should be discoverable through fossilised records and genetic observation. Which we have and do. Science. Creationism theorises God claimed there was nothing up his sleeves and then poof! a universe from out of nowhere! Woo! How does he do that!? Anyway, we’re all still waiting for a way to test this one Robert. Any input? So, not science. Hope that explains that one.

4. The key quote in this tripe is "I’d rather be the product of a creationary God than an evolutionary accident" which exposes Robert’s egotism for what it is. Creationism is nothing more than egotism, of course. There is a reason for my existence that’s different than the reason why that labrador had puppies after getting humped senseless by the alsatian next door! There has to be! Nope. Same reason. Genitals. Sorry, Robert.

Since when was evolution re-catagorised (sic) as "fact" therefore making other opinions obsolete and open to derision? Evolution is a theory and theories have often proved to have been wrong. What is wrong with letting those that believe in God also believe in what God did?

Chrono, Norfolk

1. With a name like Chrono you’d think you’d have been punctual at the meeting where we all decided that very thing. Sorry you missed it. That was the one where we also voted to move "Jack and the Beanstalk" from History Of The Aztecs to It’s A Fairy Tale, Nincompoop.

2. Other opinions or theories are welcome. Comparable opinions, that is. If I’m discussing why I think the romans suppressed many freedoms and did far more harm than good during their imperial expansion then your opinion of just how much better roman society was than celtic tribal society will be relevant. That the romans were bad to their women and children because you believe Jupiter tainted their supplies of wine is open to derision. Likewise with Creationism.

3. You ask why it’s wrong to let people believe in God and what God allegedly did. If a child is scared of the monster in the closet would you advocate just letting the child deal with it alone? Would you allow the child to become an adult still scared of what may be behind the door? Just like your question, there’s no actual harm in allowing the belief to remain. But you wouldn’t do it, would you? You’d want the child to get over it, to grow up, to not remain mentally retarded, to be able to live a full life free from fear of the unknown wouldn’t you? So do we.

4. Norfolk. Tee hee.

How refreshing to see the BBC publish an article on creationism that does not set out to ridicule it or to portray creationists as naive or non-scientific. Creationists actually have the same scientific evidence as evolutionists – it is the way that evidence is interpreted that makes the difference. Evolutionists begin with the pre-supposition that there is no God (having a pre-supposition is NOT a scientific approach) and so have to interpret the evidence accordingly – any suggestion that what we see may have its origin in Almighty God will not be entertained for a moment by such scientists – one has to ask “why?” It must also be seen that a belief in evolution is exactly that – a belief, a faith system (as admitted by Richard Dawkins himself in one of his early books) – it is by no means fact as it is far from proven. A true scientist will examine all possibilities and given (sic) an honest interpretation of what we see around us in the light of what the Bible teaches about a worldwide flood then a young earth created with intelligent design by an Almightly God is not only a very real possibility but actually a probability.

Martin Green, Bradford

Dinosaur1. The BBC is probably relying on demographical studies that indicate the majority of its visitors have brains substantially larger than a marble. A small marble. One that’s worn down a bit. And cloudy.

2. We do all have the same evidence, yes. Fossils and DNA analysis are evidence of animals evolving. Geological formations are evidence of the age of the Earth. Observations of stars are evidence of the age of the Universe. The Bible is a book of stories. Evidence, it ain’t.

3. A true scientist will not examine all possibilities and give an honest interpretation of what we see around us in the light of what an old book says. You’re confusing "scientist" with "someone suffering from a form of autism". Or, if you’re not confusing the two then – like many Creationists who spout their crap to anyone within earshot – you’re a liar. There’s a reason why archaeologists don’t go on many expeditions to uncover the nine circles of Hell. The Divine Comedy is fiction.

4. That word "probability"? I do not think it means what you think it means.

As a born again Christian, I believe in creationism and will teach my children the same belief. People like Dawkins are always at hand to weigh in with their hyperbole and try to dismantle basic Christian tenets – but he is only doing what he is supposed to do as a man with no belief. Prof Dawkins and people alike always talk about science fact – but can everything we experience in life, both physically and emotionally, be proved by science? Where does science come from and the rules that subject every man and woman, Christian or otherwise, to the same laws of gravity? I always heard about the THEORY of evolution and I always believed that theory is not proof. Trying to prove that Man evolved from monkeys because there may be some similarities, is like trying to prove that humming birds evolved from helicopters because they both fly.

Andre Odogwu, London

1. Can everything we experience in life, both physically and emotionally, be proven by science? Nice try Andre. This is a common attack by Creationists, knowing that scientists don’t like working in absolutes and that the word "everything" encompasses a rather large amount of things indeed. Let me prevent you from yelling "Aha! See! I told you kids! Burn those books now!" and answer that in the affirmative anyway with the following caveat: those things which science cannot prove now or at some point in the future can, however, be proven by asking the grains of sand with eyeballs for an explanation. What’s that? Grains of sand don’t have eyeballs? Have you checked every single one of them?

2. Theories are not proof, no. Evolutionary theory and the theory that God was lonely are both similar in that the word "theory" is in there somewhere. The stuff you find in museums (real museums) is evidence that supports evolution. Statues that cry are positioned too near a pipe with a drip and support delusional mob behaviour. This gives evolution a big 1-0 advantage over the invisible magician hypothesis. How many times does zero go into one again?

3. "Trying to prove that Man evolved from monkeys because there may be some similarities, is like trying to prove that humming birds evolved from helicopters because they both fly" is dreadfully disingenuous; have you ever considered writing for this site? Geology, biology, and genetics are rather strong supporters of evolution, I’m afraid. A story that some chap in the Middle East told some friends several millenia ago is rather less of a supporter for the idea that the Earth and every flawed thing on it winked into existence at the behest of an all-powerful deity. Scientists don’t suppose man evolved from apes just because we’ve got similar smiles and tastes in DVDs. Scientists also don’t suppose all flying things are evolved from one another. Scientists do actually check however just to make sure. Big difference. Creationists, such as yourself Andre, don’t want to know. For shame! What would your fictional God make of that disdain for the brain? Please show your working out.

I have had the theory of evolution rammed down my throat throughout my education (private Catholic School). I was taught that creationism was an out-dated idea which was widely dismissed. It was not until I went to university and did some more study into the subject when I realised that creation of the world was pretty irrelevant, and evolution posed more questions than it answered. I find creationism more plausible, easier to understand, and leaving oneself quite satisfied. If God does exist, then why not? I do not believe creationism should be taught along side Darwinism in science classes, however I do not believe that Darwinism should be presented as fact as it was to me.

Stefan, London

1. You’re lucky that was the only thing rammed down your throat if you went to private Catholic school.

2. Just kidding. I went to a private Catholic school too and the mouth was a no-go area. No. Go.

3. You went to university and find Creationism to be more plausible? I conclude you didn’t study English language then.

4. Yes, Creationism is easier to understand. There’s a reason for this. It is insubstantial. There is nothing to it. No answer, no explanation, no complicated concepts. A meringue is easier to consume than a nice kangaroo steak (served bloody; there is no other way), plate of chips, beans, a dollop of tomato ketchup, and a mug of hot tea. But it’s not as tasty, satisfying, or filling.

It’s very distressing to discover that this country has enough Creationist-believing idiots to warrant a Moron Museum. It’s even more distressing to discover it’s in my own city. On the other hand it does mean I can visit it soon and that’s got to be worth a laugh. You can expect more on this subject.

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Christian Versus Atheist

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Part III - Christian Vs Atheist: Final Showdown

Congratulations on stomping on the Scientologist Mini-King and defusing the Islamic Suicide Bomber Baby with your Battering Baton of Blind Belief. You are now ready to take on your most potent of adversaries: the Atheist!

The Atheist attacks God and His followers by using his brain and utilising the three unholy forces of "Knowledge", "Reason", and "Thought". You must be ready to counter the Atheist's aggression with your God-given gifts of "Faith", "Repetition", and "Proclaiming Religious Intolerance" in order to wear down the otherwise persuasive offensive powers of this insidious foe.

The Atheist stands before you blocking all exits with his intellectually-filled bulk! The Atheist is a monstrous beast and rocks back laughing at what he considers to be your puny position. Just visible within his great and deceitful beard you can see books and scientific equipment. The Atheist glares at you and asks: "Pathetic Christian! Does prayer work?"

WHAT NOW? >

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