American Heathen®

Let’s be totally honest. The school yard isn’t the only place bullies are found.  North Carolina is another playground for stupid, ignorant, bigoted, hate-filled, jesaholic bullies.  Yesterday Amendment 1 was adopted and will become a part of North Carolina’s Constitution.  Sponsored by Sen. Peter Brunstetter (R), the amendment was reportedly  intended partially to protect the Caucasian race.  Even though there is some doubt that Jodie Brunstetter, the wife of Sen. Peter Brunstetter actually had commented that America was founded by whites, that “the Caucasian race is diminishing,” and said that it was important to preserve America as established by its founders… Brunstetter did not state explicitly that that was why the amendment had been proposed. But, let’s get real for a moment.  It really doesn’t matter what was said or wasn’t said.  Amendment 1 IS a religious declaration, based on a single religious bigoted world view, and a blatant “fuck you” from the sanctimonious, self-righteous, godidiots of North Carolina to the U.S. Constitution and the Bill of Rights.  Bullying from the pulpit and with illegal campaigning for the amendment from Billy “I Speak For A Fictional Skyking” Graham.  Billy took out full-page ads in fourteen North Carolina newspapers in support for the amendment.  It read,  “The Bible is clear — God’s definition of marriage is between a man and a woman.”   In spite of IRS regulations, the demi-god thumbed his nose at the law of the land.

The truth is plain for all to see.  America continues to move ever closer toward theocracy.  But, not just any old theocratic tyranny.  Nope.

The New Colossus (re-written for the New America)

Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,
With conquering limbs astride from land to land;
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand
A mighty God with a torch, whose flame
Is the imprisoned lightning, and His name
Jesus of Nazerath. From His beacon-hand
Glows world-wide fuck you; His wild eyes command
The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.
“Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!” cries He
With silent lips. “Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe my condemnation,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,
I spill my lamp and will burn them at the golden door!”

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