Friday, November 18, 2005
Oil and Hate.....
I went into the Shell gas station this morning and asked for five dollars worth of gas.
The clerk farted and gave me a receipt.
I got into an argument …well ok a discussion with a co-worker yesterday about the rising cost off gas, or the presumed falling price of gas and he was arguing the common side of “Fuel companies are making more money then God!!” They don’t need that much money.” I tried to use Pete’s argument concerning the fact that, the oil companies are using all of that “extra” money to do research for alternative fuel vehicles. I was then told that was pure and utter bullshit.
I was shocked. Would Pete give me bad info? I don’t think so he has never given me bad intel before, why would he start now? Then said co-worker explained his position, stating that if this was true they would have brought forth these plans a long time ago.
WHEW! I was relieved, for a minute there I thought he had a valid point. I then explained to him that the reason the oil company’s hadn’t brought forth these inventions was because there was still oil. There would be no reason for them to make any of these fuel saving, or alternative fuel vehicles until oil was so scarce that someone was still willing to pay 25 bucks a gallon for it. I mean really that is just basic economics. Take what we have and sell it until it is all gone of there is no demand for it.
If America would have invested in the use of hemp oil instead of petroleum, we would have a renewable natural resource that would last for ever. Unfortunately someone figured out that the better strains of hemp did really mellow things to a body if you smoked it and research has faltered, BUT Twinkie sales have sky rocketed. Again, unfortunately Twinkies are made with petroleum oil, which is why the shelf life on a Twinkie is 30-60 years.
So while our soldiers are fighting and dying for some oil, and our researchers are getting high and eating Twinkies, the good Reverend Fred Phelps is pissing me right the fuck off. Does anyone want to join me in a church fire bombing? Possibly a full frontal axe handle assault on his congregation? I’m not sure if everyone has heard his latest claim to fame but this fire and brimstone asshat PICKETED a fallen American Soldier’s FUNERAL!
This is straight off of their “hate site”:
The Epic of the Potter and the Clay
Elkhart, Indiana
Friday, November 11, 2005, 12:35 – 1:15 pm
(Timothy B. Phelps)
Isaiah 29:15 Woe unto them that seek deep to hide their counsel from the LORD,
and their works are in the dark, and they say, Who seeth us? and who knoweth
us?
The bastards1 of law enforcement in Elkhart, Indiana took counsel with the local bastard
veterans and biker cowards to prepare what they imagined would be a terrifying display
of aggression without remedy to the WBC Tachmonites coming into their jurisdiction to
cry against an alter of their false god “patriotism”.
We arrived a little early and perceived the votaries of the false religion were preparing
their aggression, so we set the conflict in array. Brightly colored “Thank God For Dead
Soldiers”, “Thank God for IEDs” and “America is Doomed” signs hit their eyes, and the
angry caterwauling erupted. The girly-men were shocked with the site of little Josiah
going eyeball-to-eyeball with the leather-clad has-beens. Rachel, Sara, Bekah, Isaiah,
Grace and I joined little Josiah to take the sidewalk territory a mere fifty feet from the
dead marine worship.
It was not long before the agreement between the local loser law enforcement and the
biker trash became apparent. Biker trash and vulgar veterans figured they would simply
cover the whole of the sidewalk with their fat carcasses, gradually forcing the messengers
of God farther and farther away from the event. The cops would do nothing to regulate
the freaks’ behavior, while giving arbitrary orders to our number to keep walking and
stay on the sidewalk.
It didn’t work. Before long, the biker chicks had to virtually run into the path of the
campy picketers, and when the lazy slobs couldn’t keep that up, they resorted to getting
physical. Cops stood lazily by watching, mocking, and smirking.
“God Hates Fags”, “God Hates You”, “God Hates America”, “God Sent the IEDs”,
“Don’t Pray for the USA”, and “God is America’s Terrorist” signs rose above the crowd
of farting, burping, cursing, and threatening military and biker thugs like shining lamps
1 Hebrews 12:8 But if ye be without chastisement, whereof all are partakers, then are ye bastards, and not
sons.
unto our feet and brought to the wicked many sorrows.2 From one end of the sidewalk to
the other, the grousing pigs grew increasingly frustrated and angry.
Following the hellish zeitgeist driving the false prophet, Senator Brent Steele, these
Indiana fools imagine that God will not see their counsels and their works. Since we
consider ourselves equal-opportunity preachers, we decided to give them a small lesson
on how the events outside the funeral of Maj. Gerald Bloomfield II would be viewed by
God, his saints, and the elect angels.
Isaiah 29:16 Surely your turning of things upside down shall be esteemed as the
potter’s clay: for shall the work say of him that made it, He made me not? or shall
the thing framed say of him that framed it, He had no understanding?
We were every form of vile creature because we did not worship the filthy flag and the
bones of the fool who died playing IED soccer over in Iraq! Like the rabid pack of
sodomites about Lot’s house, these unrestrained beasts3 surrounded us, pushed us
violently, and spat on us. The law enforcement turned blind eyes, with many of them
(including the Asst. Chief) moving through the crowd, standing shoulder-to-shoulder
with the criminals, encouraging them to continue and increase their crimes.
This violent turning of reality upside down4 is the essence of their perversion, for God
has assuredly sent them strong delusion!5 For all their violent efforts, they had to get
near enough to hear the words of the Tachmonites, telling them of their certain darkness
and certain destruction. Rachel explained the filthiness of the flag and the nation of
earth-dwelling God haters it represents, using the stage built by the enraged biker chicks.
Isaiah and Grace calmly taunted them with sharp barbs of Bible truth, while dismissing
the rotund and angry rimmers with a look and tone of “you’re so not relevant!” The
potter shall assuredly break them into pieces.6
I, the meanwhile, gave them a good go at exercising by leading the crowd out into
easements, streets, and medians to effectively cause more of the primary sidewalk path to
be vacated for other preachers. A plain clothed officer enjoying his malice ordered me
(not the 50 men feverishly attempting to block me) back out of the street and onto the
sidewalk. I took the opportunity to preach about the vengeance of God, taking my text
2 Psalms 119:105 NUN. Thy word is a lamp unto my feet, and a light unto my path; Psalms 32:10 Many
sorrows shall be to the wicked: but he that trusteth in the LORD, mercy shall compass him about.
3 2 Peter 2:12 But these, as natural brute beasts, made to be taken and destroyed, speak evil of the things
that they understand not; and shall utterly perish in their own corruption;
Jude 1:10 But these speak evil of those things which they know not: but what they know naturally, as brute
beasts, in those things they corrupt themselves.
4 Isaiah 5:20 Woe unto them that call evil good, and good evil; that put darkness for light, and light for
darkness; that put bitter for sweet, and sweet for bitter!
5 2 Thessalonians 2:11 And for this cause God shall send them strong delusion, that they should believe a
lie: The triple-pack of lies are 1) God loves everybody, 2) it’s okay to be gay, and 3) anyone who preaches
otherwise must be vilified, demonized, marginalized, and if possible killed!
6 Psalms 2:9 Thou shalt break them with a rod of iron; thou shalt dash them in pieces like a potter’s vessel.
from Jeremiah’s prophecy concerning Anathoth7. I promised the Assistant Chief we
would be returning to celebrate God’s condign punishment of the wicked citizens of
Elkhart, Indiana.
Being wise as serpents, we finished our preachments and efficiently left that city, shaking
the dust thereof from our shoes. With delight in our hearts and prayers of thanksgiving
and deprecation, we traveled home to share our stories of another land occupied.
Aren’t the Phelps’ articulate? Little Timmy sure does know how to sling the shit and name call doesn’t he? I would like to see a parade of Veterans and queers descend upon Topeka like the plague of locusts Fred has been preaching about for 40 + years. Bring the country together in an all encompassing “down with intolerance and hate” campaign where fags, and dykes and trannies march shoulder to shoulder with marines, and dog faced army soldiers, and the VFW and any American…nay Any HUMAN who can see these people for who and what they are. Hate Mongers and fanatics. How long will it be before we see these fucking fanatics start strapping bombs to themselves and wandering into bath houses and gay clubs across America? When do we as a race of people take a stand against such blatant wrong?
I have some old rags and a gas can…any takers?
The clerk farted and gave me a receipt.
I got into an argument …well ok a discussion with a co-worker yesterday about the rising cost off gas, or the presumed falling price of gas and he was arguing the common side of “Fuel companies are making more money then God!!” They don’t need that much money.” I tried to use Pete’s argument concerning the fact that, the oil companies are using all of that “extra” money to do research for alternative fuel vehicles. I was then told that was pure and utter bullshit.
I was shocked. Would Pete give me bad info? I don’t think so he has never given me bad intel before, why would he start now? Then said co-worker explained his position, stating that if this was true they would have brought forth these plans a long time ago.
WHEW! I was relieved, for a minute there I thought he had a valid point. I then explained to him that the reason the oil company’s hadn’t brought forth these inventions was because there was still oil. There would be no reason for them to make any of these fuel saving, or alternative fuel vehicles until oil was so scarce that someone was still willing to pay 25 bucks a gallon for it. I mean really that is just basic economics. Take what we have and sell it until it is all gone of there is no demand for it.
If America would have invested in the use of hemp oil instead of petroleum, we would have a renewable natural resource that would last for ever. Unfortunately someone figured out that the better strains of hemp did really mellow things to a body if you smoked it and research has faltered, BUT Twinkie sales have sky rocketed. Again, unfortunately Twinkies are made with petroleum oil, which is why the shelf life on a Twinkie is 30-60 years.
So while our soldiers are fighting and dying for some oil, and our researchers are getting high and eating Twinkies, the good Reverend Fred Phelps is pissing me right the fuck off. Does anyone want to join me in a church fire bombing? Possibly a full frontal axe handle assault on his congregation? I’m not sure if everyone has heard his latest claim to fame but this fire and brimstone asshat PICKETED a fallen American Soldier’s FUNERAL!
This is straight off of their “hate site”:
The Epic of the Potter and the Clay
Elkhart, Indiana
Friday, November 11, 2005, 12:35 – 1:15 pm
(Timothy B. Phelps)
Isaiah 29:15 Woe unto them that seek deep to hide their counsel from the LORD,
and their works are in the dark, and they say, Who seeth us? and who knoweth
us?
The bastards1 of law enforcement in Elkhart, Indiana took counsel with the local bastard
veterans and biker cowards to prepare what they imagined would be a terrifying display
of aggression without remedy to the WBC Tachmonites coming into their jurisdiction to
cry against an alter of their false god “patriotism”.
We arrived a little early and perceived the votaries of the false religion were preparing
their aggression, so we set the conflict in array. Brightly colored “Thank God For Dead
Soldiers”, “Thank God for IEDs” and “America is Doomed” signs hit their eyes, and the
angry caterwauling erupted. The girly-men were shocked with the site of little Josiah
going eyeball-to-eyeball with the leather-clad has-beens. Rachel, Sara, Bekah, Isaiah,
Grace and I joined little Josiah to take the sidewalk territory a mere fifty feet from the
dead marine worship.
It was not long before the agreement between the local loser law enforcement and the
biker trash became apparent. Biker trash and vulgar veterans figured they would simply
cover the whole of the sidewalk with their fat carcasses, gradually forcing the messengers
of God farther and farther away from the event. The cops would do nothing to regulate
the freaks’ behavior, while giving arbitrary orders to our number to keep walking and
stay on the sidewalk.
It didn’t work. Before long, the biker chicks had to virtually run into the path of the
campy picketers, and when the lazy slobs couldn’t keep that up, they resorted to getting
physical. Cops stood lazily by watching, mocking, and smirking.
“God Hates Fags”, “God Hates You”, “God Hates America”, “God Sent the IEDs”,
“Don’t Pray for the USA”, and “God is America’s Terrorist” signs rose above the crowd
of farting, burping, cursing, and threatening military and biker thugs like shining lamps
1 Hebrews 12:8 But if ye be without chastisement, whereof all are partakers, then are ye bastards, and not
sons.
unto our feet and brought to the wicked many sorrows.2 From one end of the sidewalk to
the other, the grousing pigs grew increasingly frustrated and angry.
Following the hellish zeitgeist driving the false prophet, Senator Brent Steele, these
Indiana fools imagine that God will not see their counsels and their works. Since we
consider ourselves equal-opportunity preachers, we decided to give them a small lesson
on how the events outside the funeral of Maj. Gerald Bloomfield II would be viewed by
God, his saints, and the elect angels.
Isaiah 29:16 Surely your turning of things upside down shall be esteemed as the
potter’s clay: for shall the work say of him that made it, He made me not? or shall
the thing framed say of him that framed it, He had no understanding?
We were every form of vile creature because we did not worship the filthy flag and the
bones of the fool who died playing IED soccer over in Iraq! Like the rabid pack of
sodomites about Lot’s house, these unrestrained beasts3 surrounded us, pushed us
violently, and spat on us. The law enforcement turned blind eyes, with many of them
(including the Asst. Chief) moving through the crowd, standing shoulder-to-shoulder
with the criminals, encouraging them to continue and increase their crimes.
This violent turning of reality upside down4 is the essence of their perversion, for God
has assuredly sent them strong delusion!5 For all their violent efforts, they had to get
near enough to hear the words of the Tachmonites, telling them of their certain darkness
and certain destruction. Rachel explained the filthiness of the flag and the nation of
earth-dwelling God haters it represents, using the stage built by the enraged biker chicks.
Isaiah and Grace calmly taunted them with sharp barbs of Bible truth, while dismissing
the rotund and angry rimmers with a look and tone of “you’re so not relevant!” The
potter shall assuredly break them into pieces.6
I, the meanwhile, gave them a good go at exercising by leading the crowd out into
easements, streets, and medians to effectively cause more of the primary sidewalk path to
be vacated for other preachers. A plain clothed officer enjoying his malice ordered me
(not the 50 men feverishly attempting to block me) back out of the street and onto the
sidewalk. I took the opportunity to preach about the vengeance of God, taking my text
2 Psalms 119:105 NUN. Thy word is a lamp unto my feet, and a light unto my path; Psalms 32:10 Many
sorrows shall be to the wicked: but he that trusteth in the LORD, mercy shall compass him about.
3 2 Peter 2:12 But these, as natural brute beasts, made to be taken and destroyed, speak evil of the things
that they understand not; and shall utterly perish in their own corruption;
Jude 1:10 But these speak evil of those things which they know not: but what they know naturally, as brute
beasts, in those things they corrupt themselves.
4 Isaiah 5:20 Woe unto them that call evil good, and good evil; that put darkness for light, and light for
darkness; that put bitter for sweet, and sweet for bitter!
5 2 Thessalonians 2:11 And for this cause God shall send them strong delusion, that they should believe a
lie: The triple-pack of lies are 1) God loves everybody, 2) it’s okay to be gay, and 3) anyone who preaches
otherwise must be vilified, demonized, marginalized, and if possible killed!
6 Psalms 2:9 Thou shalt break them with a rod of iron; thou shalt dash them in pieces like a potter’s vessel.
from Jeremiah’s prophecy concerning Anathoth7. I promised the Assistant Chief we
would be returning to celebrate God’s condign punishment of the wicked citizens of
Elkhart, Indiana.
Being wise as serpents, we finished our preachments and efficiently left that city, shaking
the dust thereof from our shoes. With delight in our hearts and prayers of thanksgiving
and deprecation, we traveled home to share our stories of another land occupied.
Aren’t the Phelps’ articulate? Little Timmy sure does know how to sling the shit and name call doesn’t he? I would like to see a parade of Veterans and queers descend upon Topeka like the plague of locusts Fred has been preaching about for 40 + years. Bring the country together in an all encompassing “down with intolerance and hate” campaign where fags, and dykes and trannies march shoulder to shoulder with marines, and dog faced army soldiers, and the VFW and any American…nay Any HUMAN who can see these people for who and what they are. Hate Mongers and fanatics. How long will it be before we see these fucking fanatics start strapping bombs to themselves and wandering into bath houses and gay clubs across America? When do we as a race of people take a stand against such blatant wrong?
I have some old rags and a gas can…any takers?
