19 November 2008
7:00 PM - 8:00 PM
Landis Performing Arts Center - Laramie Project alert! 4800 Magnolia Ave Matthew Sheperd was murdered for drugs and money, but he also happened to be a fag. This evil country immediately started and proliferated the loud lie that Matthew Sheperd was killed because he was a fag = hate crime. Ignore the fact that killing someone is necessarily hateful, and that all these goofy new notions of laws and such are just a big, fat lie! Let's just focus on these facts: Le 18:22 Thou shalt not lie with mankind, as with womankind: it is abomination. Le 20:13 If a man also lie with mankind, as he lieth with a woman, both of them have committed an abomination: they shall surely be put to death; their blood shall be upon them. Matt's in hell for 10 years now. Eternity - 10years = ETERNITY! Deal with it.
There's a counter-protest; show up from 5-6 p.m. to get set up. More from the Jeffery Owens Community Center in Riverside:
Thursday, November 20th between 5 and 6PM!! (We need to show up early before Fred Phelps arrives)
Riverside Community College Theatre, 4800 Magnolia Avenue, Riverside, CA
CAUTION: We must NOT fight hate with hate. We must NOT instigate Fred Phelps and his group. We must NOT react back to Fred Phelps (We have to act as if he is not there at all). The purpose of us being there is to block him out, block him out from families (especially the children) that will be walking up to the auditorium. Block out his explicit dialogues and block his face from being seen.
Fred Phelps usually carries signs that says the following: "God Hate Fags," "Matthew Shepard 10 Years in Hell," "Homo sex is a sin," or "AIDS cures fags." Obviously, we must carry signs opposite of those, opposite of hate.
By the way, God Hates Shrimp, too.
13 November 2008
These shall you abominate from among the birds, they not be eaten -- they are an abomination: the nesher, the peres, the ozniah; the daah and the ayah according to its kind; every orev according to its kind; the bas hayaanah, the tachmos, the shachaf, and the netz, according to its kind; the kos, the shalach, and the yanshuf; the tinshemes, the kaas, and the racharm; the chasidah, the anafah according to its kind, the duchifas, and the atalef. (Leviticus 11:13-19)
Every flying teeming creature that walks on four legs -- it is an abomination to you. Only this may you eat from among all flying teeming creatures that walk on four legs: one that has jumping legs above its legs, with which to spring upon the earth. You may eat these from among them: the arbeh according to its kind; the sal'am according to its kind, the chargol according to its kind, and the chagav according to its kind. Every flying teeming thing that has four legs -- it is an abomination to you. (Leviticus 11:20-23)
Every teeming creature that teems upon the ground -- it is an abomination, it shall not be eaten. Everything that creeps on its belly, and everything that walks on four legs, up to those with numerous legs, among all the teeming things that teem upon the earth, you may not eat them, for they are an abomination. Do not make your souls abominable by means of any teeming thing; do not contaminate yourselves through them lest you become contaminated through them. (Leviticus 11:41-43)
11 November 2008
Check out The Brick Testament, which is a lot of fun--and really, how often can you say that about Leviticus?
Leviticus chapters 5 through ten get further into the niceties of atonement and sacrifice: when you need to find an unblemished goat, calf, or ram and bring them to the priest; when and how the sons of Aaron make cereal (actually, frybread) offerings; and which priests get the white meat and which the drumsticks. Moses and Aaron put their newfound knowledge into practice, sort of like doing a comprehensive hands-on exam, only in front of G*d, which I suspect would be nerve-wracking--especially since if you mess up (as did Aaron's sons Nadab and Abihu), you'll die on the spot.
Whew. At last, in Leviticus 11, we get into familiar territory: what's kosher and what's not. Now here's a whole chapter on eating that, I think, offers raw material for California's next proposition. By the way, check out God Hates Shrimp to find some suggestions for Levitical political action.
Having just returned from Quebec City, a lovely place with a native cuisine that makes much of maple syrup and wild game (boar knuckles, caribou bourguignon--not kidding!), I'm feeling rather inured to meat-shock. Oh, okay, I've come to tell myself. People will eat almost anything. My father, for example, used to buy jars of pickled pigs' feet and snack on them, can be counted on to eat giblets at Thanksgiving, and has reported having eaten such things as only Anthony Bourdain might encounter on an extreme food tour.
But back to Leviticus. I'm pretty sure that Dad hasn't ever eaten rock badger or camel, so that's good. His having eaten rabbits, seafood, horse, and snake ("tastes like chicken," he says) is trouble, though.
And me without an unblemished goat.....
Leviticus 3 brings back the animal sacrifices, only in more detail. More blood-splashing, but also some careful notes on the "fatty membrane over the internal organs" (3:3, 3:9, 3:14--I'm probably missing one, but it's making me a bit queasy). I was a bit alarmed to learn that "All the fat belongs to the LORD" and that I wasn't to partake of it. I mean, what fun is salt if you can't have fat? That's interfering already with the Holy Food Trinity (salt, fat, potatoes). What's next? All french fries belong to the LORD? What a relief to discover in the commentary that it's just internal organ fat that's off limits. I can live with that.
Leviticus 4: wow, more blood, this time with priests dipping their fingers in it and sprinkling it about. A question: If we're going to be held to Levitical law, then are we to be held to Levitical atonement? Because my sense of it is that we "No on 8" opponents might have a hard time finding enough "unblemished goats" to slaughter, gut, and burn. I wonder if they have to be organic or free-range.
More in a bit. I feel hungry for bacon.
09 November 2008
It was ironic, in all of our joking about "moving to Canada" should the election go badly, that the LAW and I actually ended up here on Nov. 5. I'm so incredibly angry and sad right now, it is a type of mourning. In that sense, it's probably good I'm up in the cold hinterlands instead of trying to engage in business-as-usual at work.
Sigh. I had an obsessive interest in the "No on Prop 8" movement before Tuesday's disastrous vote. I maintain that interest, as does the LAW, who last night plowed through the long brief filed in one of the three lawsuits challenging the result. I feel sick and sad, tired, as if my system has turned on the lethargy switch to keep my rage in check. I don't know what to do with this right now, except white-knuckle it through to the next fight for my "humanity."
So I'm not feeling the hope. Instead, as I've posted on my "facebook" page for days on end, I'm "still just an effin' faggot whose status as a human being is up for popular vote."
07 July 2008
Today's project was the chicken coop, which needed a good mucking-out. I carted out about a dozen wheelbarrows-full of chicken poop and old sawdust, two hornet's nests, several piles of old eggs, and a dead chicken that I found about 6 inches underneath the surface. After refilling the coop with clean sawdust, my work was done.