Posted by: Godfångst | February 7, 2009

I Love Jesus. I Love Him Not.

bushdrinkingIt’s well known that George W. Bush, our ex-president, took drugs, struggled with his drinking habits, had meaningless relationships with women who were not his wife, and engaged in a variety of other undesirable behaviors common to frat boys, most American tourists, and almost everyone who is currently visiting or who has ever set foot in Las Vegas.

He also skipped out on military duty, though he seems to have felt fine about sending others’ sons to war, and he drove at least two companies into the ground but later advocated policies that made bankruptcy protection almost inaccessible to average Americans but not to huge, wealthy corporations. It feels good to spend the American public’s money to bail out Citibank and Chase and then watch them nickel and dime to death some of the very citizens who saved their asses. Hey, now that I’m a stockholder in Chase, when can I expect my first dividend check? You see, I just ordered this $6000 shower curtain

Anyway, Mr. Bush was “born again” at the age of 40 and now feels that he has some kind of moral authority. It’s like he ran up $40,000 worth of credit card debt–say, on shower curtains or solid gold umbrella stands–and got it magically erased somehow, and now he pretends as if he didn’t spend the first half of his life fucking up–and as if he has earned the right to judge others. On anything.

It’s interesting that those who seem to think they know what’s best for the rest of us are often as morally unstable as undeservedly influential born-again Christians from St. Augustine to moral giants like former torture advocate and US Attorney General John “Let the Eagle Soar” Ashcroft and Governor George Wallace, the man who fought tooth and nail to keep black students out of public schools in his state, then thought better of it twenty years later and whimpered out an apology.


Because I’ve always been homosexual and never intend to stop, I can’t really be “born again.” And so, I guess I’ll never get to tell other people whom they can marry, whether they can declare bankruptcy, and whether or not they should send their kids off to kill other people’s kids.

Alas. I’ll never be “the decider.”

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