BECAUSE IT’S IMPORTANT AND NECESSARY

For some reason, the page ‘Who I Am And Why I Do This’ has stopped functioning, so this intro is going to be at the head of my blog, probably for as long as the blog lasts. Newer rubbish will from now on be posted below it.
Now. . .
An update dedicated to ME!!!
I am a middle-aged female deist Mancunian, an oddball loner with misanthropic tendencies.
I live in a terraced house with cats Domino Basset, Lyra Tab and Oscar Paws in a small town on the East Lancs (Greater Manchester) border of the Manchester conurbation.

THE CATS

DOMINO BASSET

LYRA TAB

OSCAR PAWS

This blog is for my entertainment only, and it’s motto is ‘There is no god so don’t worry about it’, or as a deist, I mean no biblegod, no involved god of the scriptures of the world. He is too big and powerful to even know we exist, never mind involve himself in us and in our doings, so worrying about pleasing him the right way is a waste of good energy.
By misanthropic tendencies, I mean I don’t really like/trust members of my own species. I do however have a strong, undiscriminating affection for members of other species (what you might call ‘the animals’.) Why? Because no other species has upset me or hurt me like members of my own.
If, on your journey wandering the Interwebs, you’ve stumbled on this blog, stick around, there might be something you particularly disagree with. You probably will find something, as I like to think of myself as an equal opportunities insulter. If you want to tell me how wrong I am, all correspondence can be sent to;
JESSICA9909(AT)HOTMAIL(DOT)CO(DOT)UK.

ON SOMEONE ELSE’S TIME

I’m writing this at my local library because (well obviously) I’m not back on line yet.
Never mind.
Thank goodness for libraries (etc)
I’ve moved in with my Mum and all is well. She has someone (including the cats) to take care of, and I’m well, I’m back home (soppy cow alert).
More soon. . .

AND IT’S ON

I’ll be going off line for a while after tonight because I’ll be moving in with my Mum one day next week.
Ah, well. . .

BECAUSE I CAN

To all you theists out there who say because atheists don’t believe in Biblegod they are free to do whatever they want, have no morals, because they have to get their morals from Biblegod and therefore they worship themselves and if everyone was atheist there would be no laws and rules and everyone would do what they wanted to do. Everyone would be like animals, doing whatever they felt was right. Moral relativism and anarchy rule!
Where do morals come from? No, not the Bible. No, and I’m not going to say it again;
MORALS HAVE EVOLVED SO ALTRUISM AND TREATING EVERYONE FAIRLY IS BEST FOR SOCIETY. IF WE HAD A SOCIETY OF MURDERERS, THIEVES, PAEDOPHILES, THEN THAT WOULD SOON CRUMBLE. THE MEN WHO INVENTED BIBLEGOD USED THIS PRE-EXISTING ALTRUISM TO THEIR OWN ENDS.
That’s right. The morals that make our society a fair one existed prior to the Bible, maybe in a primitive form, and the men who wrote the Bible and made up Biblegod used those morals to make laws. That’s where the laws theists follow today (the Ten Commandments) come from.
As for animals; did you know a rat would rather go hungry that press a lever for food if it gives an electric shock to another rat? Same with monkeys. Did you know that if a bat flies back to the cave unable to have found food, another bat will feed it? That dogs and horses and some kinds of bird sacrifice themselves to save others?
And we are animals aren’t we? The human animal.

FUTURE FACTS (MAYBE)

I might be moving in with my Mum, due to shortage of funds.
Forty-six years old and living at home with Mummy!
Still, I only moved out four years back, so it isn’t like I’ve lived alone for decades or anything.
Having mentioned that, I remember the mild prejudice I experienced for living at home at over forty.
My (male) ex used to call me Steptoe and Son and whistled the tune whenever I went round to his after a spat with my Mum. And I was in a club with some girls and I was about thirty-seven or so (my Dad had died by then so I was over thirty-five) and this girl said;
“You live at home with your Mum, don’t you?”
“Yep.”
“There’s nothing wrong wi’ that.”
“I know there isn’t.” (?)
I was in a shop and I was chatting (to pass the time) with the Sunday assistant and she said;
“You live at home, don’t you?”
“Yep.”
“And you’ve never bin married or anything?”
“S right.”
“And you don’t feel like you’ve missed anything, do you?”
“Well, the good thing about living with your Mum is that she won’t complain if you take another Mum out to dinner.”
I was once out late and my taxi didn’t turn up and this middle aged-dyke whom had taken quite a shine to me stood flagging down taxis and said;
“She has to get home, she’s got an elderly Mother waiting for her.”
All right, the last one wasn’t an example of prejudice. The dyke was actually a very nice lady, a teacher, a bit over philosophical but OK. We got on.
Soon as I’ve made the old mind up about whether I’ll move in with my Mum or not, I’ll mention it here.

THOUGHTS ON A HIBERNIAN OCCASION

‘Scots, wha hae wi’ Wallace bled,
Scots, wham Bruce has aften led,
Welcome tae yer gory bed,
Or tae Victorie!

‘Now’s the day, and now’s the hour:
See the front o’ battle lour,
See approach proud Edward’s power -
Chains and Slaverie!

‘Wha will be a traitor knave?
Wha will fill a coward’s grave?
Wha sae base as be a slave?
Let him turn and flee!

‘Wha, for Scotland’s king and law,
Freedom’s sword will strongly draw,
Freeman stand, or Freeman fa’,
Let him on wi’ me!

‘By Oppression’s woes and pains!
By your sons in servile chains!
We will drain our dearest veins,
But they shall be free!

‘Lay the proud usurpers low!
Tyrants fall in every foe!
Liberty’s in every blow! -
Let us do or dee!’

To all who celebrate, and to those who can’t be there (especially those who understand the poem without having to look the words up to translate) Happy Burn’s Night, and, All The Best!

SONG TO END THE WEEKEND ON : ‘WINDMILL IN OLD AMSTERDAM’

This weekend’s song includes animals and that can’t be bad.
Written by Miles Rudge, the version here was a hit for Ronnie Hilton in 1965.

I can remember my Mum singing it me when I was very young, ‘I saw a mouse. Where? There on the stair. Where on the stair? Right there, a little mouse with clogs on. Well I declare! Going clip-clippety-clop on the stair. Oh yeah’. Lovely song. Lovely memories.
So,
As always,
Enjoy and,
A good week whether you have Christenin’s when no one is listenin’ or not.

NICE AND COLD AND HARD (IN CASE YOU DIDN’T KNOW)

There is no god.
There is no heaven.
There is no hell.
What you get is what you see.
Biblegod is the invention of Bronze age tent dwellers projective their own fears and prejudices on a deity of their own making.
Although it’s popular now, because for some reason it’s caught on, one day Christianity will end up discarded, and Biblegod have his own untended plot in the graveyard of once well-worshipped and now forgotten dead gods.
Live with it.

GREAT AUNTIE – A FUTURE HISTORY

I’ve just been informed that I’m going to be a great Auntie.
My eldest niece is expecting (at not yet nineteen) and she is telling The Family.
I hope she’s happy about it all.

CHILD MOLESTING-A THEIST VIEW

Any theists out there; show me, in your Bible, where it says paedophilia is wrong. That sexually assaulting children is a sin. Chapter and verse would be preferable, but just a quotation, even a paraphrase would do.
Note : Jesus’ famous Matthew 19:14 ’suffer little children to come unto me’ doesn’t count. Neither does Mark 9:42 ‘anyone who causes these little ones who believe in me to sin’. Neither are anything to do with paedophilia, with sexually abusing children.
I think you’ll find if you scour the Bible from end to end you will find nothing that says paedophilia a sin, a crime worthy of death or even punishment. Especially Leviticus, the book of the law. Nothing. Sod-all. Every possible sexual combination, from having sex with a woman on her period to a woman having sex with a beast is it there. But nothing to do with it being wrong to force oneself sexually on a child.
You don’t believe me. Have a look.
But then there is nothing specifically named that says cannibalism is a sin. Or necrophilia. Or torture. Or slavery.
You’d think the Biblegod who dictated to his people that eating shellfish and cutting your beard was a sin would find room to say child assault is a sin/crime. But then it was outside the experience of the Bronze Age desert tent dwellers who wrote the Scriptures and who invented the all-too-human Biblegod, based on a collective grumpy old men’s disapproval of being gay or women having a say or children speaking out.
That’s it.

GAY SINS

OK, you theists thank that being gay is wrong and a crime. Right. My question is;
Outside the Bible, why is being gay, and what two consenting adults get up to in the privacy of their own home, wrong and a crime?
Don’t give me that ‘it’s a sin’ business. As a matter of fact, I’ve written a long posting where I give my opinions this matter on a previous occasion, which I will now outline rapidly for those of who you can’t be arsed to click and read. Sin means missing Biblegod’s mark, and Biblegod’s mark, or standards, according to the Old Testament, are rape ‘em all, rob ‘em all, kill ‘em all, in a bloody orgy of mass killing that everyone’s favourite misanthropic nihilistic Schopenhauer reading dead serial killer Carl Panzram could only stare at in envy. That’s why I’m proud to be a sinner, if it goes against Biblegod’s selfish, blood-loving sadistic ways. That’s why every right-thinking individual should be proud to be a sinner.
But to get back to the point. Why is a loving relationship between two consenting adults of the same gender wrong? Forget what your Bible says. Outside your Bible, without using your Bible for reference why is what two grown ups get up to in their bedroom, fully cogent of what they’re up to, wrong and a crime?
Think about it. It isn’t. Theists compare homosexuality to child molesting. Child molesting is wrong because it involves a non-consenting participant. Same with bestiality. A member of another species can’t consent. Then you get theists comparing being homosexual with stealing and murder. It’s nothing like these. Stealing is wrong because it takes away someone’s rights. Murder is the ultimate in taking away someone’s rights.
You get what I’m saying? OK I’m a fair-minded person. If you can show me, without reference to your Biblegod’s words, why being homosexual is the same as being a paedophile or a bestiality fan, or as upsetting and affecting others as stealing and murder, then I’ll listen to you. If you are being honest, outside your little Biblical comfort zone, you can’t find any reasons. Straights being disgusted by it is not a reason. Once whites were disgusted by the ideas of blacks sleeping in digs where they would have to sleep, or Jews were thought of as disgusting by the majority of Europeans. That isn’t a reason. They spread disease isn’t a reason. As I’ve already said, black people and Jews were considered diseased. The same could be said about people coming from abroad into this country seeking asylum. They’re dirty and diseased. Just because you personally find it offensive isn’t a reason. I find your ways of infiltrating secular society with your deity offensive.
Think about it. Use that brain your Biblegod gave you (which he obviously never intended you to use seriously, if you’re a theist thinking for yourself and not referencing every thought to the lord is a sin). There is no way, when not referencing the Bible, in all reason and logic, that being gay, either male or female gay, is wrong and a crime in itself.

SONG TO END THE WEEKEND ON : ‘LIMBO ROCK’

It’s been 13 degrees below freezing with six inches of snow here, and we seem to be having a respite from it. So this weekend’s song to end the weekend on is ‘Limbo Rock’ by Chubby Checker from 1962. It just happened to be Chubby Checker’s last top ten hit. With a cheerful summery calypso beat to take you away from the freezing snow bound weather that almost brought Britain to a total halt.

Have you seen limbo dancing? Maybe you’ve limbo danced yourself. Don’t move that limbo bar! You’d have to go lower than six inches to beat the world record achieved by Dennis Walston (King Limbo) on 2nd March 1991 in Kent, Washington US.
Anyhow,
As always,
Enjoy and
A good week whether you do the limbo rock all around the limbo clock or not.

ALL RIGHT FOR NOW

The old life threatening condition has been doing a bit of threatening again, but I’m home and all is well. (For the moment).

SMUGGLER’S END

At approximately 10:30 am this morning China time British subject* Akmal Shaikh was executed by lethal injection for drug smuggling in China.
In the official uproar from governments, based around the idea that executing a man, said to have bi-polar disorder, is wrong, there are tiny but united opinions from the people in this country that if we took China’s laws as our own there would be fewer crimes especially committed by foreigners** taking advantage of our liberal justice system.
A couple of points; it was only decided that he had (was?) bi-polar AFTER he was arrested for smuggling four kilograms of heroin into China. This middle aged man was tricked into carrying a case into China by people who claimed they would help him start a pop career. He didn’t know any better.
I must reiterate my own beliefs that everything deserves to live, that depriving anything of life unless there are good medical reasons is wrong. I am pro-life in the extreme. So I can’t agree that killing this chap was the right thing to do. But when you live in a nation which is so mixed up law-wise that you can get the same amount of gaol time for taking legal highs, getting drunk, getting into a car and driving into a little girl on a crossing or looking at certain websites. (Just looking. Seriously), it’s about time we really got, in the words of T. Blair esq. ‘Tough on crime, tough on the causes of crime’, and this endless talk of rehabilitation and fair goes for the worst should be overhauled.

*He’s a subject of her majesty, not a citizen. We aren’t a republic yet.

**Of course in this country, if you listened to some types, it’s only foreigners who commit crimes, that British born white nationals have never so much as spit out on the street or had an overdue library book.