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"Bible Studies with Satan" |
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26 May 2005 12:46:05 PM |
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He Ain't a Blastocyst, He's My Brother |
Here's a fun story: When the Rude Pundit was a red state pedestrian, he had
many, many friends who were some level of fucked up fundamentalist Christian.
Every once in a while, one would try to convert him, witness to him, or in some
way make him take the Jesus suppository. One of his closest wacko fucked up
fundie friends was, oh, well, *****, let's call him "Floyd," because the name
"Floyd" makes the Rude Pundit giggle.
The Rude Pundit and Floyd had been to see the Who in concert in one of their
many "our-last-tour-ever-suckers" shows. It was a long drive to the stadium and
back. And it wasn't until on the long, long car ride home, in the southern
summer heat, that Floyd decided to put on a cassette of rock music. The Rude
Pundit wasn't listening that closely, but when Floyd asked, "What do you
think?" the Rude Pundit, hearing a guitar or two, said he thought it was good.
Floyd may as well have leaped out his seat because he said that it was a
Christian rock band and they were singin' 'bout Jesus, the implication being
that if the Rude Pundit was tricked into lovin' somethin' with Jesus in it, he
must be a closet Christian or at the least conversion-oriented.
And then the drive got even longer. For Floyd decided he wanted to know why the
Rude Pundit could support abortion rights. Long before Floyd had ever tried to
make him believe he was in favor of murder, the Rude Pundit had accepted that
to be for abortion was to be for the elimination of a potential life. Sure,
sure, that life might turn out to be Jesus, might turn out to be Ted Bundy, but
a potential life just the same. The Rude Pundit simply said he supported the
Roe v. Wade decision, and that if a life cannot exist outside the mother, then
it wasn't a life at all. (This was back when a five month-old preemie surviving
was unheard of. Oh, and since so few third trimester abortions have ever been
performed, the right hadn't shoved it down our throats as an issue yet.)
Floyd tried everything. When he brought up the Bible, the Rude Pundit stared at
him like he had a third eye on his forehead. When he insisted that the in utero
fetus was a life from the moment of conception, the Rude Pundit told Floyd that
he didn't. Floyd pushed it: if it's not a baby, what is it? "It's a bunch of
cells, that's all." Floyd was upset - he pushed, he prodded, he annoyed, it was
fucking hot outside and the Christian rock was now revealed to be the *****
it always was, so the Rude Pundit exploded, "Look, unless it can live on its
own, a fetus is like a cancerous tumor, alright? It's a living, growing bunch
of cells, and that's it." The Rude Pundit didn't believe this, but, *****, he
wanted Floyd to shut up. Which he did, for the rest of the eight hour drive.
The Rude Pundit is not going to try to outline the science for you. You can find
some great primers on stem cells out there. But let's just say this: if you
believe that blastocysts created for in-vitro fertilization should be protected
as if they were living, breathing, walking, talking, shitting, fucking beings,
then you should offer up yourself or your wife or your mistress or your
daughter to be constantly implanted with these cute lil' babies to make sure
they're all adding to your voting base.
As with the Terri Schiavo debacle, the over-the-top rhetoric reached its
pinnacle with Tom DeLay, who said during the debate on stem cell legislation in
the House of Representatives, "An embryo is a person, a distinct, internally
directed, self-integrating human organism. We were all at one time embryos
ourselves. So was Abraham. So was Muhammad. So was Jesus of Nazareth." And so
was Hitler. And so was Saddam Hussein. And so was Tom DeLay. So the ***** what?
Doesn't it just hit you in the gut, like a sumo wrestler leaping on a wayward
toddler, to hear George Bush say with a straight face and no sense of irony,
"We should not use public money to support the further destruction of human
life"? Bush tried so hard to not say that his crazed Christian beliefs were the
reason why he threatens to veto the stem cell research bill. Instead, he used a
tortured version of ethics, some fucked-up idea that it is more ethically sound
to use leftover blastocysts for the occasional baby than for research that has
the potential to help, well, every real and living person on earth. Somewhere,
Benedict de Spinoza is screaming, "Are you fuckin' kiddin' me?" And, at bottom,
Bush brought it home to "because I said so": he says the House of
Representatives bill, modest though it may be, "violates the clear standard I
set four years ago." If your memory is short, that standard would be "*****
Science."
The game is on. And it is a game. When the bill comes up in the Senate and it
passes by a veto-proof margin, it'll be a way for some conservatives to wave
the banner of moderation. And since the House will sustain the veto, the
conservatives never have to worry about it actually becoming law.
Meanwhile, South Korea has lapped us in research and is making us look like the
backward-*****, idol-worshipping colony we've been aspiring to be.
<http://rudepundit.blogspot.com/2005/05/he-aint-blastocyst-hes-my-brother.html>
--
God did not need to work miracles to convince atheists but to convert heathens.
-- Sir Francis Bacon
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| User: "zzbunker" |
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| Title: Re: He Ain't a Blastocyst, He's My Brother |
26 May 2005 01:00:54 PM |
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Bible Studies with Satan wrote:
Here's a fun story: When the Rude Pundit was a red state pedestrian, he had
many, many friends who were some level of fucked up fundamentalist Christian.
Every once in a while, one would try to convert him, witness to him, or in some
way make him take the Jesus suppository. One of his closest wacko fucked up
fundie friends was, oh, well, *****, let's call him "Floyd," because the name
"Floyd" makes the Rude Pundit giggle.
The Rude Pundit and Floyd had been to see the Who in concert in one of their
many "our-last-tour-ever-suckers" shows. It was a long drive to the stadium and
back. And it wasn't until on the long, long car ride home, in the southern
summer heat, that Floyd decided to put on a cassette of rock music. The Rude
Pundit wasn't listening that closely, but when Floyd asked, "What do you
think?" the Rude Pundit, hearing a guitar or two, said he thought it was good.
Floyd may as well have leaped out his seat because he said that it was a
Christian rock band and they were singin' 'bout Jesus, the implication being
that if the Rude Pundit was tricked into lovin' somethin' with Jesus in it, he
must be a closet Christian or at the least conversion-oriented.
Any one of the Who's 666 failure concerts were they play
Won't Get Fooled Again cranked up so loud that it even
makes Micheal Moore and The Papal Disney Saturn V go deaf
is more Christian than anything moron Christian Rockers
and Jane Fonda abortion protesters will ever write about.
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