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Apr. 22nd, 2006 10:02 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
The most awesome thing about Easter is the after-Easter sale on all kinds of delicious chocolatey items. I did indeed get my rum truffles, and some snacks for Thlayli and co., before returning home for a marvellously vampire-themed moviefest: Blade Trinity, Dracula 2001, the Lost Boys, Interview with the Vampire, Buffy the Vampire Slayer (and oh, the delicious irony of Donald Sutherland being a Watcher and Keifer Sutherland being, well, David) and of course, Jesus Christ: Vampire Hunter. Because everything's better with ninjas.
Of course, nobody can see that much religious iconography in one day without some consequences, and so I give you another installment of...








I don't normally talk about serious things in this journal, owing to the fact that I'm not a very serious person and also because I believe the internet is for porn, but occaisonally something will rile me to the point where I have to speak up.
I am sick and tired of hearing pretentious fuckwits whine about the great evil that is Christianity. You're not being oppressed when I go to mass. Lighting a candle for the dead does not mean I am some right-wing anti-abortionist lunatic, or that I have been brainwashed by Vatican propaganda. How dare you make assumptions about my intelligance or political allegiance or in fact, any other aspect of my life based on something that is none of your fucking business in the first place? It's so wonderful that you're secure enough in your own belief system that you feel entitled to make snide remarks about other peoples. I'm not making you attend with me, I'm not asking you to pay lip-service to the things that I believe, I'm not trying to convert you, and frankly, if that's how you're going to act then I wouldn't want you on my side anyway. What I believe is not up for debate, and spouting anti-Christian rhetoric at me in a loud voice is not debate to begin with.
Those people with the signs get on my nerves, yes, but so do Big Issue sellers and Amnesty International members and buskers and anybody else who interferes with me getting in and out of town with as little human interaction as possible. But the ones that really annoy me are mother-fucking hecklers who verbally attack these people. Nobody cares about their religious views, and guess what? Nobody cares about yours, either. Stop trying to impress your worthless friends with how "OMGALTERNATIVE" you are, and grow the fuck up. And the next time you want to talk to me about my faith?
Fuck yourself, and don't act entitled to answers.
Of course, nobody can see that much religious iconography in one day without some consequences, and so I give you another installment of...









I don't normally talk about serious things in this journal, owing to the fact that I'm not a very serious person and also because I believe the internet is for porn, but occaisonally something will rile me to the point where I have to speak up.
I am sick and tired of hearing pretentious fuckwits whine about the great evil that is Christianity. You're not being oppressed when I go to mass. Lighting a candle for the dead does not mean I am some right-wing anti-abortionist lunatic, or that I have been brainwashed by Vatican propaganda. How dare you make assumptions about my intelligance or political allegiance or in fact, any other aspect of my life based on something that is none of your fucking business in the first place? It's so wonderful that you're secure enough in your own belief system that you feel entitled to make snide remarks about other peoples. I'm not making you attend with me, I'm not asking you to pay lip-service to the things that I believe, I'm not trying to convert you, and frankly, if that's how you're going to act then I wouldn't want you on my side anyway. What I believe is not up for debate, and spouting anti-Christian rhetoric at me in a loud voice is not debate to begin with.
Those people with the signs get on my nerves, yes, but so do Big Issue sellers and Amnesty International members and buskers and anybody else who interferes with me getting in and out of town with as little human interaction as possible. But the ones that really annoy me are mother-fucking hecklers who verbally attack these people. Nobody cares about their religious views, and guess what? Nobody cares about yours, either. Stop trying to impress your worthless friends with how "OMGALTERNATIVE" you are, and grow the fuck up. And the next time you want to talk to me about my faith?
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Date: 2006-04-22 09:46 pm (UTC)Well I am vaguely shocked at your serious post but... YAY you! I feel like linking it just to say a big FUCK YOU to my own journal as well.
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Date: 2006-04-22 09:49 pm (UTC)I think you should, if only for the rarity value of me being serious about something. And to promote the Church of Liam, also.
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Date: 2006-04-23 01:00 am (UTC)You know, I find it very, very interesting how many people I find that share some of the same views I do. I take a very Scribe's Lost Boys Families series, Marko chapter / Tatsuya Ishida's Sinfest viewpoint on Christianity. In other words? I don't believe in religion, nor do I believe in the bible. I'm a Christian, I believe in God, and I believe in prayer, but I don't believe that homosexuality is wrong, or birth control, or--gasp! shock!--enjoying sex.
The Sinfest strips fairly much sums it up: http://s26.photobucket.com/albums/c148/gothicwhite/
If you can dodge the blown-up random hot elf pictures from LotR:FotR, they're in there, the comic strips. Loony Fanboy pretty much clinched my love for Tatsuya Ishida eternally.
P.S. - Have you ever read those? There's a series of The Lost Boys, all slash, of course, all NC-17, about how Paul, Dwayne, and Marco joined David. *shivers* So good . . .
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Date: 2006-04-23 11:44 pm (UTC)in the hearts and minds of us allin space, gathering power! And that's why we all live in this protective dome.Dwayne, oh my Liamneeson, it was bothering me all yesterday that I couldn't remember the blonde-vampire-that-wasn't-Marco's name, and now I wsih it had remained buried. Because seriously, what sort of name is that? My friend and I had this whole thing about of Dash X's real name was Dwayne and he pretended not to remember it because it was just too shameful. Of course, we also decided that the name he originally chose for himself was LeRoy McCool, which is possibly a good argument against ever letting us loose in a fandom together, but never mind...
I don't think I've read that series - I'm more for the David/Micheal thing myself - but I do remember this one fic that was done in diary form and all it did was moan about Star and Micheal's big hair. It's the only thing I remember about it, because I remember watching the film afterwards and thinking "Wow, she really does have big hair!"
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Date: 2006-04-24 04:51 am (UTC)David / Michael is surprisingly hard to find. So far there's a lot of brocest (Michael x Sammy) and the Scribe stories. And, omg, she does. I'd be more mean about it except it pretty much looks like a darker version of mine. ^_^*
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Date: 2006-04-24 09:08 pm (UTC)Dash X was Jason Marsden's chracter in Eerie Indiana - fluffy grey hair, pouty lips, totally had a crush on Omri Katz's character (which makes Hocus Pocus even more hilarious) and talked and dressed like JD from Heathers. And might have been an alien.
Pfft, please, everyone knows the only person you can slash Corey Haim with is Corey Feldman. Corey Feldman, hwoever, can be slashed with anyone because he's gorgeous.