First off. lets deal with that, constantly recurring, cry of the godpod;
'Yeah, but you can't prove god doesn't exist, can you?'

This is uttered by them every time they feel they are loosing the god - no god debate.
They cry this out with a smug sense that suggests that they have flummoxed the opposition and in a way that also signifies the end of the discussion.

In fact, the 'you cant prove god does not exist' argument is an exceptionally weak and silly one. And I will tell you how you can prove this to them.


Say something like:

'Under every chair is a spiritual being that, if it chose to reveal itself physically to us would take the form of what we would call a dragon.
Each of these dragons is a messenger of the great dragon king who created all things.
They are there just waiting for us to recognise their existence and ask them for help. If we were to do that then we would have a life so fulfilling that there would be the potential for mankind to live in paradise on earth. If only we would accept them and worship the dragon king.'

Then ask them to disprove it.

Then when they try and say that you are being silly, ask them this:

'If the dragon king religion was believed by half the people on the planet who lived their life's following the precepts of the said dragon, would the story be any truer?'

They will have to answer, 'No, of course not'.

Then ask them: '

If, in four thousand years this belief became the dominant one on the planet would how long the belief had been around and how many believe it, make it any more true?'

It doesn't.

Then explain to them that something that cant be disproved is not valid just because it can't be disproved. And that basing your entire view of the universe and everything in it, on a theory is not true just because it can not be disproved.

At this point they will probably utter something like, 'You are being stupid', before ending the discussion.

Then ask them to confirm that they think the dragon god theory is silly. When they have done so just say;

'Guess what? I see no difference between someone who lives their life by the dragon story and you, who lives your life by your god story. They are both as silly as each other'.

How they respond to this will depend on which brand of skygod they worship. They may well shake their head sadly and turn away saying, 'I pity you but will pray for you'. Or they may well tell you you deserve physical and eternal death.
Either way, it signifies that they can proceed no further in a logical discussion.
At this point, just thank them for reflecting so warmly, the nature of their skygod and say goodbye.


But understand this. You can not debate god with a godbod. No matter what brand of god story they believe, they will never be able to hold a proper discussion with you about it's validity.

Religious people are like people who wear blinkers.
The facts and information they accept are not based on the truth of that information or the validity of the facts.
Instead, it is based, entirely, on whether or not they can fit it in with their pre conceived ideas.
They will reject, out of hand, anything that does not fit their, already made, conclusions.

Of course, the proper way to find the truth is to look at all the evidence, test all the statements and ideas and then, when you have found which are logically sound and which are not, you make an educated decision.
The religious can not do that.
Because they have already decided what the truth is.
Even and ridiculously, before looking at the evidence.

That is one of the reasons that so called 'creation science' is so pathetic and how come 'Young Earth Creationists' , who believe that the earth is the oldest object in the universe at between 5 to 7 thousand years old. are particularly laughable.
They have no interest in the truth.
They will simply dismiss even the most obvious of truths.

So I would recommend that you don't even bother entering into a discussion about god's existence with them. It is, aside from the entertainment value and  laugh-ability of their arguments, a waste of your time.

Have a good day people.
And don't be intimidated or impressed by those who think that YOU should live by THEIR beliefs. Even THEY don't live by THEIR beliefs.

I was brought up in a fundamentalist Christian family and I hated it.
Although I was not a practising Christian, I considered it, for decades, to be the truth.
Or very close to it.

I was not a well behaved kid.
I hated school which I left aged 14 having taken no exams.
At age fifteen I was stealing four or five cars a week and taking them for joy rides.

In the next fifteen years I was all over the place.
I drank way to much and I took way too many drugs.

I was not a well behaved adult.
By 22 I had been hospitalised with overdoses six times.
I had been in court for various drunken offences at least twenty times and was arrested on non alcohol related offences (under a couple of aliases} well over one hundred times.

Between the ages of fifteen and twenty-one I lived, mainly, on the streets of London and in many squats. This hardened me up no end.

I can't even count the number of nights I spent in the cells at Bow Street, Vine Street and West End Central Police stations. I have also been arrested in Hounslow, Brentford, Egham, Stains, Hammersmith, Earls Court, Darlington, Brighton, Blackpool and some other places I just cant remember.

By the time I was sixteen I was dependent on drugs and alcohol. These addictions resulted in nine weeks hospital treatment and twenty two months residential rehabilitation in my mid thirties.

I have lived all over the UK.
In Ghana and in Florida.
I have had my own video production company and was co owner in a security company that specialised in fine art and antique fairs.

I have been a doorman in nightclubs and in a number of Soho strip clubs. I lost everything I had because of my addiction five times.


I have been married twice and am currently single.

I have taken part in orgies.
I have been beaten, stabbed and hospitalised on more than one occasion.
I have put other people in hospital on more than one occasion.
I have been in prison.
When I was fourteen I was raped by four men.
My father died while I was trying to resuscitate him.

Fortunately, I have not had a problem with drugs and alcohol for some 14 years now.

In my 'quest for the truth years' I was a Hindu monk for two years.



I tell you these things to show that I have experienced life from many sides. I have not led a sheltered, nor easy, life.
If I were to delve deeper into the things I have experienced you would probably not believe me.
However, time and not wanting to bore you forbid me from doing so.

I like to think that I am able to view things from many sides. I try hard not to look at any subject with preconceived ideas and conclusions.

I don't trust politics nor politicians.

And I am an atheist.


People, be happy.
A heck of a lot of people allow their thoughts to be controlled by their feelings.
But, remember, that is the wrong way round.
Your mind and thoughts should control the way you feel.
If you constantly feel fed up, change the way you think.
It does work.

And, people, always be who you are.
You are valid in your own right even if you can't see it right now.

The following is a profile I saw on a dating site. I have the profile owners permission to copy it.
She goes by the name of 'slack-knickers':


"My name is Charlene but everyone calls me Charlie,
I’m 27 years old, a single mum of 13 boys and 1 girl, but don’t let that put you off as the oldest two wont be livin with me for anuver three years - unless they get out of the young offenders for good behaviour, which ain’t gonna happen as they’re bleedin little thugs - the others who’s fathers we were lucky enough to trace spend alternate weekends away so often I’m stuck home bored with Wane, Shane, Dwayne & Jane; who are good kids despite what the local papers say (honestly they really didn’t deserve that second ASBO) an’ dun go listenin to that Mrs Jones at number 20 coz I paid her back for the bloody greenhouse out of my disability benefit…

At weekends I clean out the dog pens in the back yard, they are a feisty bunch but I always think its good to bring kids up with pets… while the kids shovel the sh!t I take the 3 German Sheppards, two Staffies and my lovely Rosie the Pit-Bull to the back of the golf club, the dogs are really good at finding golf balls which Shane sells back to the golfers at the club!
Sadly I can’t let Rosie off the choke chain and muzzle ever again since the ‘incident’ with the police inspector and the vicar. But at least the charges were dropped.

We’s recently moved to the area after our last place got burned down; it dun matter how many times you tell them kids not to smoke in bed but do they ever listen?
Which is a shame as the kids were just settling into rehab and their new schools really well, this is the third move in three years now, so we would really like to look for something more permanent as Jane is 6 months pregnant she’s already missed a lot of her GCSE work and I really wan’er to buckle down as she’s the only one who can read.

So now we’re settling down it would be nice to meet a fella who’s in tune with kids and can tune a car!
Someone that could take them ‘dogging’ and ‘skip raiding’ as with my disability I’m just not up to it anymore.
I would like to meet a man that could provide for these lovely boys, as I do feel they need a father figure in their life an’ don’ we all wish we had someone to pass us a fag after a shag!
I’ll be upfront, I’m still married… but don’t let that put you off as Danny has told me to get on with my life seeing as he’s now banged up for 25 years for armed robbery, which is very harsh considering he didn’t actually kill no-one… and that security guard was back at work within 3 months…

My friends might call be bitter, but with a few triple gins in me I’m as friendly as the next slag… and I have plenty to cuddle with my 46HH breast to snuggle up too.

If you reply please don’t expect an answer straight away as I have to wait for my mate who comes over for her 8-ball once a week to read my letters for me. She’s a real star helping me out, she’s dead cleaver as she has English GCSE.

Since my benefits were cut by the soddin fraud department I don’ have much to spend on myself after fags an’ bingo these days an’ my current ASBO makes going out slightly awkward however the electronic tag will be lifted in 3 months when my probation runs out.

To me Holloway was a positive experience and taught me a lot about myself and I was very chuffed when I received a nomination for best biatch fight of the year by my fellow inmates (a very coveted title).

However I can still party like the best of them and love a wild night in watching Jeremy Kyle (he’s such a hunk),
I can always use the kids food welfare vouchers on a bottle of scotch at my local shop… if you bring the pizza."

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For those of you unfamiliar with the UK cultural references I can tell you that:

GCSE is a 'high school' qualification.

ASBO stands for 'Anti Social Behaviour Order' . Our government is thinking of dropping the asbo system but I think they are forgetting that they are the only qualifications some of these kids will get.

HOLLOWAY is a woman's prison in north London. And would be my prison of choice should I be given the option when I face the charges of 'Committing an act of gross indecency on myself in a public place' whilst running for a bus.
My case comes up soon.
I don't want to talk about it.

DOGGING is a pastime that involves, usually, night time visits to a quiet corner of a car park where people watch/join in, sexual acts. It helps to have a car to do this.

SKIP RAIDING. In the UK a skip is a large heavy metal container, delivered and collected by specially built lorries and used for placing rubbish in. Usually contain the contents of houses that have been cleared or builders rubbish. They can be a good source of odds and ends.

jeremy kyle is, probably, the biggest and most annoying twat on British television and should be like Big Ben ie, struck many times an hour. Which is why I refuse to capitalise the detestable man's name. However, he has one of those programs where people come on and make all their relationship problems public and he (jeremy) then tells them all off and sorts everything out.
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This profile was genuinely posted on the plenty of fish dating site.

So, do you think 'slack-knickers' is a real person or a spoof?

Many thanks to 'slack-knickers' for giving me permission to use this profile.

Lately, on UK television, their have been a whole raft of programs exploring and displaying for all to see, the life's of those people who are very unfortunate in having bizzarre physical appearances. They can be very interesting and certainly do invoke an emotional response. Plus it is always worth remembering that other people have it a lot worse than we do.

Bugger.
The spell check function in firefox isn't working.
Still, you are not stupid and, I appologise for poor spelling. Or is that speling?
Anyway. That aside.

You know the programs I mean.
Not to make light of it but they are the ones that have tittles like;
 'The Woman Who Has A Tree For A Leg' or
 'The Boy Who Has A Tin Can For A Head'.

The people who impressed me the most on these programs were the UK woman who had giant legs and the oriental chap who had skin that looked exactly like tree bark.

There is just no way we can understand the difficulties, physical, psychological and emotional, that these folk go through on a day to day basis.
And they live with the knowledge that the next day, month, year or, if they are lucky/unlucky, the next decade will be no better for them.

But I can't help wondering how much of my interest in this type of program is just pure voyerism. 'Whatch the freaks'. That type of thing.

Part of our make up is to have an interest in the bizzarre and even the downright terrifying. That's why horror films are so popular.

But, deep down, I think we all know the programs we would really like to see. The ones that would guarantee a huge audience.
Ones called 'The man who has a penis for a nose'.
Or, 'The woman who has a vagina for a mouth'.

Imagine that. A penis for a nose.
I don't like the sound of that one.
Suppose you got a cold.
No, thats just too much to even imagine.
Well, it is for rampantly hot blooded hetrosexual man as myself.
No. Honest!

However, 'The Woman Who Has A Vagina For A Mouth', raises far more interesting variabilities.
Imagine it was your girlfriensd?
How would you feel every time a male friend gave her a quick peck on the lips?
I, for one would not like it at all.
But that would be unlikely to happen as I guess I would be, pretty much anyway, permanantly kissing her myself.

Or, look at the worst case scenario. Suppose, if you will gentlemen, that you had a penis for a nose and a vagina for a mouth?

The only good thing about that would be the copious hours you could spend licking your lips.

Any other possibilitis are, frankly, horrendous.

It seems that the possibilities of 'differences' as a result of various genes switching on and off during fetal (now I know for sure that is spelled wrong) developement are, almost endless.

Thank god, even though he doesn't exist, I am as I am.
Thank god, even though he is not there, that I am so fortunate.

But, is this fascination, we have, with physical oddities a genuine concern or just us wanting to view freaks?

I suspect, for me anyway, there is a bit of both involved.

What do you think?

Hey!
Christian godpod.
Please read this post.
And remember to take into account that all these beliefs predate yours.

Krishna of India

The similarities between the Christian character and the Indian messiah are many. Indeed, Massey finds over 100 similarities between the Hindu and Christian saviors, and Graves, who includes the various noncanonical gospels in his analysis, lists over 300 likenesses. It should be noted that a common earlier English spelling of Krishna was "Christna," which reveals its relation to '"Christ." It should also be noted that, like the Jewish godman, many people have believed in a historical, carnalized Krishna.

* Krishna was born of the Virgin Devaki ("Divine One")
* His father was a carpenter.
* His birth was attended by angels, wise men and shepherds, and he was presented with gold, frankincense and myrrh.
* He was persecuted by a tyrant who ordered the slaughter of thousands of infants.
* He was of royal descent.
* He was baptized in the River Ganges.
* He worked miracles and wonders.
* He raised the dead and healed lepers, the deaf and the blind.
* Krishna used parables to teach the people about charity and love.
* "He lived poor and he loved the poor."
* He was transfigured in front of his disciples.
* In some traditions he died on a tree or was crucified between two thieves.
* He rose from the dead and ascended to heaven.
* Krishna is called the "Shepherd God" and "Lord of lords," and was considered "the Redeemer, Firstborn, Sin Bearer, Liberator, Universal Word."
* He is the second person of the Trinity, and proclaimed himself the "Resurrection" and the "way to the Father."
* He was considered the "Beginning, the Middle and the End," ("Alpha and Omega"), as well as being omniscient, omnipresent and omnipotent.
* His disciples bestowed upon him the title "Jezeus," meaning "pure essence."
* Krishna is to return to do battle with the "Prince of Evil," who will desolate the earth

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Mithra, Sungod of Persia

The story of Mithra precedes the Christian fable by at least 600 years. According to Wheless, the cult of Mithra was, shortly before the Christian era, "the most popular and widely spread 'Pagan' religion of the times." Mithra has the following in common with the Christ character:

* Mithra was born on December 25th.
* He was considered a great traveling teacher and master.
* He had 12 companions or disciples.
* He performed miracles.
* He was buried in a tomb.
* After three days he rose again.
* His resurrection was celebrated every year.
* Mithra was called "the Good Shepherd."
* He was considered "the Way, the Truth and the Light, the Redeemer, the Savior, the Messiah."
* He was identified with both the Lion and the Lamb.
* His sacred day was Sunday, "the Lord's Day," hundreds of years before the appearance of Christ.
* Mithra had his principal festival on what was later to become Easter, at which time he was resurrected.
* His religion had a Eucharist or "Lord's Supper."

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Horus of Egypt

The stories of Jesus and Horus are very similar, with Horus even contributing the name of Jesus Christ. Horus and his once-and-future Father, Osiris, are frequently interchangeable in the mythos ("I and my Father are one"). The legends of Horus go back thousands of years, and he shares the following in common with Jesus:

* Horus was born of the virgin Isis-Meri on December 25th in a cave/manger, with his birth being announced by a star in the East and attended by three wise men.
* He was a child teacher in the Temple and was baptized when he was 30 years old.
* Horus was also baptized by "Anup the Baptizer," who becomes "John the Baptist."
* He had 12 disciples.
* He performed miracles and raised one man, El-Azar-us, from the dead.
* He walked on water.
* Horus was transfigured on the Mount.
* He was crucified, buried in a tomb and resurrected.
* He was also the "Way, the Truth, the Light, the Messiah, God's Anointed Son, the Son of Man, the Good Shepherd, the Lamb of God, the Word" etc.
* He was "the Fisher," and was associated with the Lamb, Lion and Fish ("Ichthys").
* Horus's personal epithet was "Iusa," the "ever-becoming son" of "Ptah," the "Father."
* Horus was called "the KRST," or "Anointed One," long before the Christians duplicated the story.

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I bet all you xtians think that the above is nonsense.
And, for once, I would agree.
But....
Guess what?
So is what you believe.

Immac:
A product for hair removal.
Available in various strengths.
Usually comes in a cream.
The cream is then applied to the desired area.
Effective but may cause minor skin irritation.

Imam:
An Islamic cleric.
Available in various strengths.
Includes a brand of Imam that will successfully remove more than hair.
Is sometimes applied by a swift strike to the back of the neck.
Separate applicator required for this use.
Usually a sword.
Effective but may result in head falling off along with hair.

I saw a website that advertised glow in the dark massage oil with the caption 'never loose your lover in the dark again'.

I used to be married to a black woman.
When we were first together she used to complain that she couldn't sleep at night because I made the room to bright.
For my part I used to request she didn't stare at me at night as I found two floating eyes in the dark a bit of a jolt to see when rousing from sleep.

The joys of mixed marriage that you would never know about if you weren't there.

You see how much you get here, people?
Damn, I'm good!
Or I'm not.

Ignorance and fear, people.
They are the father and mother of all extremism.
Be it christian, islamic, judaism, zionist, communist, or any other form of extremism and fundamentalism known to man.
Their success and growth depends on ignorance and fear.

Among the first things they do is to intimidate society into not daring to question the foolishness that is foisted upon it by the extremists.
Once that is done, their influence grows exponentially until their ways are not questioned for fear of either mockery, prejudice or even physical harm.

This is happening now all around us.
Americans are afraid to criticize their government for fear of being seen as traitors to their country.
Many people are afraid to question creation because they will be labeled as anti god and anti society.
Extremist muslims call for the death of anyone who dares question their teachings.
Extremist christians call for atheists, gays and anyone else not conforming to their belief system, to be dis allowed citizenship.
It makes no difference if you are 'extraordinarily renditioned' by an oppressive government or snatched off the streets by religious fanatics and zealots - they are all operating on fear and lies, they are all extremists.

All extremism is based on lies and falsehoods. Fear is needed to force people to accept the lies. with no fear, the lies cant work.

Extremists of ALL varieties should be seen for what they are. They are bullies and they should not be tolerated.
I am not saying they don't have the right to believe what ever they choose. but everyone else also has the right to point out the stupidity and foolishness of fairy tales.
Extremists should not be seen as hero's. They should not be made into saints, martyrs and role models. They should be exposed as what they are.
What they are are people who care nothing for anyone but themselves and their own personal beliefs. They are anti freedom and they are anti questions.
They are destroying society.
And most people are to scared to speak out against them.
Let's not tolerate extremism in any form from any religion or any political philosophy.
If we don't then we are going to find ourselves in a society of intolerance the likes of which we have not seen before.
If we don't control the extremists they will control us.
It is inevitable.
It is already starting to happening.
Government financed museums claiming the universe is 5000 years old.
Teachers afraid to teach science and truth. Afraid to encourage our children to ask questions.
Education is not about answers. It is about questions.
Freedom is about questions.
Freedom has no relation to 'being fed' answers.
NO ONE finds the truth by simply looking and accepting only evidence that supports a predetermined belief system.
The truth is found by looking for information and adjusting your beliefs as you go.
Don't trust anyone who picks and chooses what they accept or reject based on what suits their beliefs. These people have no interest in the truth.
And never be afraid to change your views as information becomes known to you. Better to completely change your mind about something than to stay 'faithful' to a point of view that becomes false.

People, don't put up with extremists. Speak out and speak up. If we don't then we will end up back in the dark ages with people of extreme beliefs having all the influence on society and what members of society are allowed to do. And that includes what YOU will be allowed to do, say and even think.
And remember people, violence and the threat of it, is the tool of the extremist. Whether it be from an invading army or a religious group.
Lets not use their tactics.
Better to use your RIGHT to QUESTION ANYTHING. fanatics cant tolerate questioning. It exposes the stupidity and frailness of their arguments. So they prefer to scare you into not asking.
Ask anyway!
Freedom is very fleeting.
Blink a few times and it can be gone.
Be free, people.
Be Happy!

You know those online tests that are so insightful and so popular now days on the web?
The ones where you answer a half a dozen multiple choice questions then press 'tell me',
and you get to find out what type of earlobe you would be if you were an earlobe?

Or maybe more in depth questions are asked so that you can ascertain what saucepan you would be if you were, indeed, a saucepan?

Ok then. I have an idea for one. The idea is you answer the usual number of questions
(it actually doesn't matter what answers you give) and you will then find out what sort of citrus fruit you are.

I made a prototype and took the test myself.

Turns out I am a kumquat (actually it told me I was a cumtwat but the code is still in it's early stages).

I know!
Such accuracy from such little information.

When I am done writing the deeply advanced code for this test I will put this quiz somewhere on the interweb and then you too can find out what citrus fruit you are.

It will be everywhere man.
Everywhere.
'I am a lime!'
People will declare.
Followed by the inevitable
'What citrus fruit are you?'

Take your citrus test at ww.citrusfruittestforyouandeveryoneelsewhowantstototallywastetheirtime/com

It's gonna be huge people.
Massive.
I can tell.

Chap goes into a greengrocer and says
'A pound of those bananas please mate'
The greengrocer replies,
'Its all Kilos now guv'
'OK' says the first chap
'Give me a pound of them kilos'.



This one is not really a joke but it is funny.
It was told by a Brit radio presenter called Kenny Everett on the largest national radio station in the UK. He was sacked as a result.
When he made these remarks Margaret Thatcher was Prime Minister.

If you live in a Principality you are governed by a Prince.
If You live in a Kingdom you are governed by a King
Unfortunately we live in a country.

There is a lot said nowadays about the evils of porn.
Some serial killers say it motivated their terrible deeds.
Some rapists say the same.
Some feminists say porn objectifies women
Others say it degrades women.
Some say at is of Satan.
And a few say it is responsible for a lot of assaults on women.

In fact, to some degree, most of them may be correct.
Although I would be skeptical of those who have committed crimes using it as a way of negating their own responsibility.

Now, let me make it absolutely clear that I do not think porn is bad just because it is porn. And there is no consentual sexual act with a woman I wont happily engage in. I am definitely no prude.
But this is not a about attitudes to sex.
It is about attitudes to women.

The porn industry must take responsibility for the way porn is presented.
Visit just about any porn site and you will find captions like 'Watch this slut whore bitch given a good seeing to' and such like.

I do feel, very strongly, that this is definitely bad.
I see no reason why a woman expressing her sexuality out of wanting to or as a way of making a living, should be viewed in such negative and degrading ways.

To my mind a woman should be able to express her personality, and her sexuality, without such negative connotations.

It all has to do with male hypocrisy and a view that sees male sexuality as valid and female sexuality as 'dirty'. And includes the some males wish to dominate and control whatever the cost to others.

A man who sleeps around is 'a lad' a 'worldly man' a 'womaniser'
A woman doing the same thing is seen and labeled as a slut and as a nasty person with no value.

I had a spam email recently with the heading 'see these nasty old sluts beg for it'.

Why?

I can not see the connection between sexual arousal and this awful type of degradation towards women.

What would be wrong with , ' This beautiful and sexual woman shares herself for your pleasure' or, 'shares her pleasure for you to enjoy'?

Why do so many men find it necessary to be so aggressive and insulting?

I have no objection to any language or behavior between consenting adults that may include role play where people play for mutual pleasure.

But, the norm seems to be for men to view women as just objects.
And  those who become obsessed with porn can soon be unable to separate fantasy from reality and some of them begin to believe that every woman they meet is just waiting to satisfy any mans every desire.

There is nothing, whatsoever, wrong with fantasy nor with using porn as an aid in that.

But please, make sure you can separate fantasy from reality.

And, porn producers, start treating those who are responsible for your huge profits, ie the women involved, with a good deal of respect.

It is perfectly possible to admire the female form and females expressing their sexuality in a way that is accepting of women and their human makeup.
Women are just as much sexual beings as men.
But they have to take a pile of flack for it though.

And men, if you decide to believe women are as the porn industry present them, then I would guess you have very little success in your relationships with women.

To my mind, a woman expressing her sexuality and showing her body, whether it be in private with their partner or in public on a stage are beautiful to behold.
But it in NO WAY, makes the woman less valid or of less worth that any other woman.

The problem does not lie with the naked form nor the display of sexual acts.
It lies with the presentation and the perception of those who view these things.

I have often witnessed the way men treat women in strip clubs. In my late teens early twenties, I was a doorman in a few Soho strip clubs, and , believe me, the strippers are not very impressed by negative and abusive things men say to them. I knew a lot of these women. The only thing that separated them from other women was their job. And just like every other woman, (or man) should be treated with respect because they are just humans with the same emotions as everyone else).

I have also seen drunk men assume that women just want to please them and then these men get aggressive when turned down.

Now, the way human reproduction works means that the woman has far far more to consider and far more invested in the possible outcome before engaging in 'casual' sex.
Besides, sex with a true partner is far superior, if done with honesty and care, than casual random sex.

I am not saying casual sex is wrong by definition but the difference is like the difference between eating a cold can of baked beans with a stranger and sharing a full roast dinner with a loved and loving woman.
Both may put an end to the hunger for a while but I know which I would prefer.

But to see nudity, sexuality and the sex act as either 'dirty' or 'wrong' is not beneficial to anyone.
And to treat female sexuality as somehow negating the validity of a woman is just sick.

There is nothing wrong with porn.
But there is a big problem with the degradation of women just because they engage in porn in one way or another.
The porn industry has a lot to answer for. They tend to present sex with the male dominating the female. And some morons believe this is the normal and right thing and start to treat women as they see in porn.

And THOSE are problems. And problems that can have huge consequences when men start to behave accordingly.

Let's take an unrelated 'similar'.
Suppose a woman is an excellent cook. She loves cooking. She may even cook in public and on TV.
Does that mean that all she is good for is providing pleasure by preparing food, for men?
Does it make her any less of a valid and whole woman?
Do men shout, 'cook me a meal bitch' when they see her? And would that be acceptable?
No it bloody wouldn't.

There is no getting away from the fact that the female form is beautiful and some of that form is absolutely the most beautiful and exciting experience in the universe but it would be nice if that is the way women, and their bodies, where responded to.
Joking is one thing. But genuine, one sided, unwanted, degradation and insult is another.

I think that men who think of women in that way should ask themselves some serious questions and find out why they find it necessary to act the way they do.
Then get treatment or go crawl under a stone somewhere and hide from humanity.

While I am at it. Why do so many men find they need to threaten, frighten and even use violence on women?
These same men won't say boo if a man upsets them yet find it acceptable to treat women badly. Almost as if it is the right, manly thing to do.
Listen wife beater, you need to get rid of anger and have a fight? Then go down the pub and throw someones pint at some bloke.
But you wont do that will you?
You small testicled excuse for a human let alone man.
You are a coward.
You are a disgrace.
Don't take your inadequacies out on other people. Especially those who your warped mind tells you are weaker than you are.
You deserve to be treated with scorn.

And when you start to feel you are superior to females ask yourself this.
Why do you have nipples?
I will tell you.
Every single man started out as a female.
The pattern for life is female
Before you were male you were female.
In the womb you, as is the case for all other men, where female before you were male.
So stop believing your gender is superior.
Nature says otherwise.
Accept it and learn from it.
You only got a dick because the female 'blank' for life decided it would be advantageous for a specific purpose.

And no, I am not gay.
I love women and am highly sexed.
I just dislike men who think male is better and stronger and that female is there just to service male.

People, be nice to each other.
Being nice is far less stressful than being 'orrible.
And stop all that nonsense with dominating others.
It's crap.

I have said enough.
You are probably bored.
Tuff titty!

It was the best of times
It was the worst of times
My woman had to sell her implants.

First lines from 'A Sale of Two Titties'

This one will only make sense to those familiar with the UK Birmingham accent.

It is the '70s and a chap from Birmingham is in a London boutique getting a new outfit.
He tries on a nice purple flared trousered wide lapelled suit. And wonders what to buy as an accessory. He discusses this with the assistant.
After a while the assistant says
'How about a nice kipper tie?'
To which the Birmingham lad replies,
'Yes please, milk and two sugars'

People, I have been contacted.

I KNOW!!!

But it is true.
I have been contacted by a godbod.
A person of deep spiritual persuasion.
Evidently, my pages, offend them.
They offend them so much that I am going to hell.
I am possessed by a demon, hate god and his creation and, as such deserve the hell that this person feels is my comeuppance and just deserts.

Well, that's me chastised then.

In order to restrain myself from instantly forcing my knees to hit the floor in a desperate attempt at supplication to god that he might extend mercy to my already smoldering soul, I decided, instead and, because I am an open and caring sharing guy, to tell you, what I think and the feelings it raised in me.

First, the feelings:
Being told that I am going to hell and deserve it and that I am possessed by a 'demon of deception', made me feel, well, to be brutally frank, absolutely nothing.
Sorry godbod.

Please, godpods, don't stand at a distance and throw biblical quotes at me like a kid throwing stones and then run away.
I am happy to discuss religion with you.
But it must be a discussion.
If you want to know why I am an atheist please ask.
I am happy to discuss this. Just as I am happy to discuss anything.

If you want to put forward your own beliefs that is also welcomed.
But if you spout judgment and tell me that you are happy that I am going to hell, don't expect a logical discussion from me.

To my mind, beliefs should be like any other knowledge.
They adapt as you learn.
My views change to accommodate information gathered.
It is the only way to get near to the truth.
Most religious people spend their lives hiding from information because it does not fit with their particular world view and it threatens everything they believe, including how they see themselves and others .
If you are one of those people please don't start preaching at me.

Having said that, again, I state that I am happy to chat with anyone.
Fairly, non judgmentally and honestly.
Just have the decency to not tell me I deserve and am going to hell.
It simply demonstrates that you have the maturity level of someone telling me they will get their dad to beat me up.

People, you be happy! As far as anyone knows, we only have one life. Don't spend it suffering and stifling yourself in the unproven hope of a better life after this one.
It is a waste of who you are.

I am an atheistic hedonist.
I have a taste for truth, honesty and lady lips.
I am not sorry if that displeases you.
I AM HAPPY.

A DIFFERENT ANGLE ON A STORY FROM THE BIBLE
or
LESSONS IN SPIRITUAL ADVANCEMENT
(THE book of absolute truth)


In this little story we discover more about the nature and responsible behavior of 'God ordained' prophets.

The story can be found in The Second Book of Kings Ch.2 vs 23-25 inclusive.

Background to the story:
The great prophet, Elisha, is either travelling with, or on his way to visit, a friend who is probably female.
At some point he is 'teased' by some youths.
The bible tells us:

'From there Elisha went up to Bethel.
As he was walking along the road, some
youths came out of the town and jeered at him.
'Go on up you baldhead!' they said.
'Go on up you baldhead!'

He (Elisha) turned round, looked at them and called down a
curse on them in the name of The Lord.

Then, two bears came out of the woods and mauled forty-two
of the youths.

Then he (Elisha), went on to Mount Carmel and from there
returned to Samaria.'

Amen!

We can learn some very important lessons from this deep and meaningful passage, of God given absolute truth, shown to us in this scripture.

Firstly and most importantly, discipline your children people!
Remember, if God sent two bears to maul 42 kids for calling his servant 'baldie', then you can certainly subject your kids to minor torture for not wanting to read scripture or enjoy the 'wondrous fellowship of the saints' at church.

Secondly, remember that, when travelling, do have a companion.
As we see from this story, Elisha, probably because he was so het up over being called a 'baldie', used his companion to relieve his stress.
We are clearly told that after the event he went to mount Carmel.
Actually, she may have been with him or he may have been on his way to visit her.
I am assuming that 'Carmel' was a woman.
Because if she wasn't then many a ravenous wild beast would have been sent to rip Elisha, and his similarly gendered 'mountee' apart.
Just as all non right behaving homo's should be (they are all non right behaving).
How do we know that?
God, himself (dare you oppose the most awesome power in the universe?), says so.
That's how!

Did you know, brothers and sisters, that god can demonstrate his love to you by, among many, many ways, having you ripped apart by wild beasts?
Well he can.
And through many and varied forms of physical, mental and emotional pain and anguish which HE may, at any time suiting HIS plan, inflict upon you in order to demonstrate His love for you and his love to you.

It's all here, Beloved!
In the scripture, designed by God Himself just for our spititual advancement.
I say 'our' spiritual advancement but I mean 'your' spiritual advancement.
In truth, I am as advanced, spiritually, and in every other way, as it is possible for anyone to be.
I give thanks to God for this.
You should also thank God for me.
I have been sent, by God, to teach.
I will obey.
I will teach.

Stay tuned for more lessons from holy scripture and try and live your life according to what you learn.

My beloved,
Blessed be you all!

PS. I may be taking from this passage, something that isn't actually there. I dont think I am though. But, that is the main problem of declaring any source as the absolute, infallible word of god. Mainly because neither absolute infallibility, nor god, exist outside of the fantasy lives of some odd somtimes oppressed, somtimes oppressive but always deluded people. Who is to say, with absolute certainty that my interpretation is at fault? It is as valid as any. After all, the origin of ALL books, including those held to be 'sacred', by different groups, is the imagination of man.

I was just watching an episode of Startrek Deep Space Nine and it has reminded me of a god's honest real to life true conversation I once had with a fundamentalist christian.

He (not his real name) was arguing that television is a tool of Satan and controlled by demons in key positions in the industry.
Now, aside from my view of Media Companies being almost identical to his but for different reasons, I had to express an interest in his theory.
I wanted to see how it would pan out.

'Give me an example of this', I said.

'Well', he replied without missing a beat, 'Just look at Startrek. A program devised, put together and serving Satan and his agents'.

'But why?' I asked.

'Simple' he said. 'The whole thing is designed to get us to accept the physical appearance of demons who will soon walk, undisguised among us. It is to get us to accept their odd and evil appearance.'

Needless to say, I didn't continue the conversation.
But I can't help noticing that, as yet, no pointy eared, wriggly foreheaded blue bodied sleep in a bucket demons have been reported in my local area.
Still, this chap did also tell me he regularly prayed against startrek and, maybe, just maybe, he has been totally successful.

I swear that this is true.

Still, it takes all sorts.
And christians still demand that their philosophy be treated with respect and intelligence.
Intelligence?
In religion?
This is where I leave the room.

Startrek.
Helping put the mental into fundamental.

I can report that, on a couple of occasions, I have, in fact, sat down in such a way as to spend a second or so sitting on a testicle or two.
I hasten to add that they were mine.

If you don't have even occasional 'Low Slung Testicle Carrier Syndrome', you will have absolutely no idea how much this hurts.
Ladies, that would include you.

If you have never had this experience you can't possibly imagine how fast you will find it possible to move in order to rectify the situation.

Try and imagine the full force of your falling body coming to stop on your right bollock. Or the left one. Instead of the comfortable seat you were expecting you are instantly experiencing pain that makes childbirth look like a nice day out full of comfort and relaxation. (I have a feeling that comment might get me into trouble)

It hurts.
People. It hurts bad.
So, please, don't sit on your testicles.
It goes against nature and their intended purpose.
And remember - Ball bags and their content do not have the same characteristic of a bean bag and neither does the wood you may accidentally throw them at forcibly.

I suppose though in the wierd testosterone filled world of the true he-male, one of two things could happen.
You could end up giving an unvoluntary sqirt of pure testosterone to anyone within pure testosterone squirting distance as a result of total testicular splat syndrome due to sitting on one.
Or, you could end up with one or two massively swollen testes.
If the latter is the case just pop on the tightest pair of shorts you have and start sauntering around where lots of women gather and try to hide the fact that you wish to vomit gallons and that every nonchalent step you take is pure agony.

See!
Think possitive.  

It is the late 1980's. A nice hot summer day and myself, my wife, my friend and his wife are spending the day at Regents Park Zoo - because, I was told by my wife, thats what 'normal' married couples do. Anyway, it is lunchtime and we opt for kebabs that we will eat whilst sitting on a bench.
I, being the wonderful caring and yet, anti social person I am, volunteer to go buy the kebabs. A bench is acquired and I walk the 100 yards or so to the take away food vendor.

'Do you want them open or wrapped?' The vendor asked. I quickly considered the benefits of both and decided on open. I chose this option because of how difficult they can be to unwrap without loosing half of the content.

So, I am heading back to our specially obtained bench with two open kebabs in each hand. About half way a pigeon shat on my head and it started to run down my face. Had this put me in a better mood than it did, I would have probably felt bad for the poor bird. Anything that shits that much smelling that bad is definitely ill. Still, I am unable to do anything about it and as the bird crap trickles its way down my face I pick my pace up a little.

Maybe it was the speed I was walking.
There was a Llama standing and waiting for kids to get into the little carriage it was attached to.
Maybe it was fed up. It was, after all, a very hot day. Regardless, I think I must have startled it.
Its head shot round towards me and, when I was about 2 feet away it spat straight in my face.

Bird crap and Llama gob is not a good look. Not on me anyway.
My wife and friends found it amusing though. I didn't. So flustered by the whole thing was I that in the process of cleaning myself off, I knocked my kebab off the bench and all over the ground.

About an hour later I saw the Llama again or maybe it was a different one. It seemed to be conversing with a pigeon. Ever since then I have tended to believe in conspiracy theories.

I have not been to the zoo since.

People, be sad!
I have just found out that I am not cool. It seems that my understanding of the word cool as being anyone with long hair wearing flared jeans a grandad shirt and an afghan coat no longer qualify. Its all about words now.

How do I know this?
I surf the web baby.
I surf the web often man.
And it has become clear to me where my deficiency lies and, thank goodness, how to rectify this globe shattering mishap.
And it is a mishap people.
Don't allow yourselves to be persuaded otherwise.

So, what am I not doing that I should be doing in order to pull myself up the cool cool list?
Well, seeing as you ask, I will tell you.

It appears that I am not in enough places doing stuff to your stuff and using lots of zeds to do it. Yes, I said zeds. I am english and therefore right. And my plan to rectify my humiliating lack of cool?
Well, seeing as you ask, I will tell.

I am to travel, people. Travel I tell you.
Taking with me naught but a hefty number of zeds.
And what do I plan to do with these zeds?
Well, seeing as you ask I will tell you. I am going to use them to be places and do stuff with stuff that is yours.
And I'm going to do it big time.

What sort of things?
Well, seeing as you ask, I will tell you. (you really are fascinated with all this aren't you. All these questions!)
I'm going to be in ur blogz stealing ur good bitz..

I'm gonna be in ur headz firing ur synapsez.

If you are female I am going to be in ur pantiez sucking gently on ur lipz and clitz.
If you are a man then I wont be.

I am going to be in so many places doing things to your stuff with way too many zeds that cool will become me.

Zaphod Beeblebrox will be as barbecue in summer to me.

I am in ur science fiction storiez likening ur characterz to outside cooking equipment in the hottest seasonz.

I can feel cool start to permeate me people.
I am being permeated as I type.
I can feel the desire to become a cool vampire.

I am in ur neck drinking ur coolnezz.

So, If I ain't here then I'm out doing things to other peoples stuff using lots of zeds.
And I'll be using em like s's have been copyrighted..

I'm in ur world and I'm abusing your ideologiez.

And females, now I am up to mega cool, All ur juicez r belong to me.
If this gives you problems please forward all juices in the original containers for thorough examination z .

Right, Ive got all the zeds I need. I'm off.
Wish me luck people.
At least wish me that!

If you can read the quote below from this page without falling of your chair in laughter then you are probably a 'godbod'.

"Things fall not because they are acted upon by some gravitational force, but because a higher intelligence, 'God' if you will, is pushing them down," said Gabriel Burdett, who holds degrees in education, applied Scripture, and physics from Oral Roberts University."

So next time you drop something you can blame god for pushing it to the floor.
He does that a lot you know.
Very destructive personality trait that is.
God needs counseling.