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Is this all the rage now? If so, today is the day I happily join the ranks of the middle-aged uncool.
My new goals for the week are to tell at least two children to “get off my lawn,” go into a music store and declare that everything is “not music but just noise,” and to see if Lawrence Welk is available on Netflix.
Grampa needs his slippers and a shawl.
Warning: Creepiness at Link
During my childhood, my parents would often allow my siblings and I to each choose a video to rent either on Friday or Saturday night. My mother would make one of our favorite meals (homemade pizza, burritos, spaghetti, etc.), and we would spend Friday and/or Saturday nights watching the movies we had rented. To this day, it is one of my coziest memories. What would happen periodically when watching those movies, however, illustrates the point I am about to make.
As most children do, we loved horror films, and our parents would allow us to rent them. We watched so many I wouldn’t even be able to account for all of them. There were exceptions, though; my parents had a very low tolerance for four-letter words, and a strict no-nudity policy. A movie would instantly be turned off if any nude body parts were shown. “Dirty” words usually were tolerated a bit more, but not by much. The first time the F-word or something similar was uttered, my father would groan. The second time, he would complain audibly, usually stating “One more time and it goes off.” The third time, he would hit the stop button on the remote. This time we would groan that it “wasn’t fair” and usually insist that our friends all got to watch the movie. This was never a tactic that worked. To this day, there are a lot of 80’s movies of which I have only seen about fifteen minutes.
This will be the first installment in a series called “Creepy Bible Stories.” The story of Lot and of “Sodom and Gomorrah” begins a full 18 chapters into the bible, so I’m skipping over quite a bit of creepiness just to get to it first. Given that it is probably the story most often mentioned when ignorant homophobes want to denigrate gays, I thought I would jump in with some facts.
Turn with me, if you will, to Genesis Chapter 18.
Towards the end of this chapter, we see Abraham arguing with God over a city called Sodom. Sodom apparently is a very, very naughty city (what with sodomy being named after it and all). As the Old Testament God is frequently given to temper tantrums and fits of violent, destructive rage (see an earlier story about a man and an ark), he really wants to fire-bomb Sodom. Abraham, voicing the sentiment felt by any sane reader of the bible, asks God why he would destroy the good with the wicked.
I was raised in conservative rural Oklahoma, attended church at least three times a week from infancy until I left for college, and then attended a private Baptist university for two years. I am well aware of how most fundamentalist Christians feel about the gays. I eventually grew numb to it, then moved to the West Coast and escaped it. I decided the best way to move forward with life and not be completely jaded by all the hypocrisy and hatred that religious fundamentalism entails was to take on a live and let live attitude.
Then I see garbage like this. This is outright child abuse. This boy has no idea what homosexuality is (or any sexuality, for that matter). He has no clue about the intricacies of biblical interpretation. He and his family likely know no out gays (I say no “out” gays because there are scores of closet-case gays running around deeply conservative/religious areas, and they are usually the most vocal and hateful).
He is a child, still learning about the world around him. He should have a sense of wonder and optimism about life, an imagination, and a desire to learn and grow. That is all being stifled by the hateful, bigoted, hypocritical adults who surround him.
The applause and cheers in this video should make you nauseated, as they did me.
And they claim gays indoctrinate…