I AM BLESSED!

Thanks to someone on Facebook, I now know of a religious persuasion even more off the wall disconnected than the Westboro Baptist Church. It's a website devoted to Christian sportswear, opposition to the goddess of victory, and calling Kevin Durant evil.
Who the heck is Kevin Durant? Apparently he's the star athlete of the OKC Thunder. Which, like him, I had never heard of before.

As a sample of the joys on that website, I present the following:

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HOW EVIL IS NIKE?
In addition to breaking the first commandment of God and being named in honor of the pagan goddess Nike (the swoosh represents the wing of that goddess/demon)...

1. NIKE is one of the most vocal corporate advocates for abortion in America.
2. NIKE fully embraces the homosexual, bisexual and transgender political and social agenda in the workplace and beyond, and advocates for same-sex marriage - creating a PAC fund to donate $280,000 to the current effort in Oregon to redefine the institution away from the biblical male-female relationship.
3. NIKE does not use the word “Christmas” in its seasonal promotions.

[SOURCE: http://townofloveokc.publishpath.com/.]


That all sounds pretty damned good to me. I too am a vocal advocate for corporate abortion, believing that much that is walking around in public today would have better been not born. And while fully embracing the homosexual, bisexual, and transgender political and social lifestyle is NOT something I do, preferring instead to merely accept them as my brothers, sisters, and confused entitities in Christ OR not in Christ, whatever their personal preference -- or Moses, or Mohammed, or Pan and Dionysus -- supporting a fair portion of equality in this world is on the whole a rather decent thing. Just do it.
As regards the word "Christmas", that too is something I seldom use during seasonal promotions. Instead I employ it far more often for snark or barf texts.

By the way, If Jesus never existed, as is almost certainly the case, the nutzoid fringe would have to invent him.


Anyhow, I thoroughly encourage you to browse around that site. It has all the characteristics which in years past you would expect on vans owned by obsessed people, including texts that cannot be understood, typefaces and sizes selected at random, illustrations with superimposed markings, and wild-assertions.

Years ago, when you saw one of those on the streets of San Francisco, you were at least assured that the owner was too far out and berserk to have rigged the inside as a torture dungeon.
It was, somehow, reassuring.
A wild-eyed freak.
Not a sadist.


Praise the load.



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