Atheists & Homosexuals & AlcoholSubmitted by Murphy1844 at 2010-12-08 05:05:08 EST
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My three favorite things!
I was just outside smoking and thinking about things and asking myself questions and answering the questions to myself that I was asking myself. The question I asked myself was this: Would you prefer the company of an atheist or a homosexual.
I answered myself. I did this in what some people may find a creepy sort of way by kind of whispering it out loud to myself complete with gesticulation and all of that. If someone were watching me I would probably feel embarrassed. My answer was an atheist although, on second thought, it really depends on how hot the homosexual was. If it was Gale Harris asking me this question I wouldn’t really care if the question was in a language I could or couldn’t understand. I would be looking at his eyes and his lips and marveling at how evolution can shit out such a perfect human being.
Since perfect human beings aren’t common or part of my real life I picked an atheist and here’s why. At least I can rest assured that the atheist doesn’t hear fucking voices in his head like his counterpart, a Christian (most commonly here in the US) would. I can trust him more. I can at least know and feel comfortable that his thinking and reasoning and speech reflects that of a reasonable person, however much I may agree or disagree with this imaginary friend, and does not reflect that of someone who would otherwise be classified as schizophrenic.
Why is this important? Well because human solidarity is important. In my view, the most important feeling one can get is that of feeling not alone. Loneliness is like a rash that won’t go away if you pick at it and scratch it on your own. It only goes away if you let someone else pick at it and scratch it. And the kicker is- you have to trust the person in order for you to be able to even expose the rash to begin with, and then trust them even more to start picking and clawing at it. To be clear with this disgusting analogy, a rash properly picked produces finer skin which produces a finer person which produces a finer person who can be fine to his fellow person which produces a domino effect of fineness which we should all strive for. Call it a positive domino effect if you like, because someone who isn’t suffering from an insatiable itch is more willing and more available to scratch other people’s rashes.
I don’t think I’m very clear on this so I’ll take the masturbation stance. The feeling of being horny would be like the itch or the rash. The release of that horniness, or the scratching bit, would be like the scratching bit. Masturbation scratches the itch, but masturbation is such a lonely lonely thing. It’s better not to masturbate but let someone else help you with that so you can feel mutually not so fucking alone.
The atheist realizes this in part because he realizes that human beings are our only chance. There’s no god. That’s why I’d prefer his company.
The homosexual is already a bit fucked up because he’s been marginalized and abused- both explicitly and implicitly. Homos are pretty much damaged goods and are not like other people… their straight counterparts. They don’t strive to be different. In fact, most don’t want to be different to begin with. They just want to be left alone. I, as one of the, just want to be left alone. Why do I bring it up? For starters because it’s on the news like 30% of the time and even when I’m thinking about other things that are a part of me I can’t help but to be punched in the face with these issues because I’m an openly gay man. This morning, driving to work, they talked about CA’s prop 8 and its current discourse in the higher courts of CA. Later this evening it was a full-on interview about “gays” in the military with an author of a book who specializes on that sort of thing, or at least studied it for a period of time. I want to be left alone! Leave me alone!
I’d prefer the company of reasonable people, unless of course they looked like Mr. Harris or Ryan Phillipe or James Franco. I like homosexuals, as fucked up as they are and will probably always be. And booze always kicks ass.
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