Quote Originally Posted by John56 View Post
Good post cbtboy,

I think,in the U.S., at least that the Gay Marriage issue, the abortion issue and to a lesser, more fringe element, extent the silly Evolution issue are used to fire up Christians for political gain.

I have a Conservative Christian brother that was talking about the conspiracy to discriminate against Christians. When asked to cite examples, he used the abotion debate. I countered with the fact that no one is forcing people to have abortions! But it used to show the moral decay of the U.S. (simply no truth to that in my book).

And I hear talk from conservatives about the Homosexual agenda, total B.S. as well. Most gays I know are happy with some of the strides they have made but none are trying to recruit people to their "cause." ANd Gay marriage supposedly damages heterosexual marriage, HOW has never been answered.
And you didn't write too much, I liked reading what you said. ANd I tend to go on and on myself.

Thanks cbtboy, good post
Thanks very much - i'm enjoying this mixture of serious debate and looking at arses!

And i find people's obsession with other people's sex lives baffling too. i mean, i'm aware that people are having heterosexual sex, i'm not ruling out the possibility that i might at some point in the future, though i'm not actively seeking to, but it hardly occupies my thoughts. i'm certainly not filled with disgust at the the thought of a man and a woman together (That's because it's normal and natural and doesn't offend God. Oh yeah, silly me!) Surely if i spent a lot of time thinking about straight sex, i'd be bisexual (at least). Do really straight (but not necessarily narrow) people actually spontaneously spend time thinking about gay sex? (putting aside titillating girl/girl boy/boy fantasy action - you dirty, dirty people! ) But we already know that most queer bashers are closet gay/bi andyway....so it follows i suppose.

Yes it's funny how some people get obsessed with the idea there's an agenda ( a gay agenda, a Jewish agenda). Like there was some sort of international meeting that decided on it:

From bettybowers.com:
The Homosexual Agenda
8:00 a.m. Wake up. Wonder where you are.

8:01 a.m. Realize you are lying on 100 percent cotton sheets of at least a 300 count, so don't panic; you're not slumming.

8:02 a.m. Realize you are actually in your own bed for a change. Wake stranger next to you and tell them you are late for work so won't be able to cook breakfast for them. Mutter "sorry" as you help him look for his far-flung underwear. You find out that you tore his boxers while ripping them off him last night, so you "loan" him a pair of boxer-briefs, but not the new ones because you never intend to see him again.

8:05 a.m. Tell the stranger, whose name eludes you, "It was fun. I'll give you a call," as you usher him out the door, avoiding his egregious morning-breath.

8:06 a.m. Crumple and dispose of the piece of paper with his telephone number on it when you get to the kitchen.

8:07 a.m. Make a high protein breakfast while watching the Today show. Wonder if the stories you've heard about Matt Lauer are true. Decide they must be.

8:30 a.m. Italian or domestic? Decide to go with three-button Italian and the only shirt that is clean.

8:45 a.m. Climb into red Z4 and try not to look too much like Barbie driving one of her accessories as you pull out of your underground parking. Revos or Armanis? Go with Revos.

9:35 a.m. Stroll into office.

9:36 a.m. Close door to office and call best friend and laugh about the guy who spent the night at your condo. Point out something annoying about best friend's boyfriend but quickly add "It doesn't matter what everyone else thinks, just as long as you love him."

10:15 a.m. Leave office, telling your secretary you are "meeting with a client." Pretend not to notice her insubordinate roll of her eyes (or the cloying "poem" she has tacked to her cubicle wall).

10:30 a.m. Hair appointment for lowlights and cut. Purchase of Aveda anti-humectant pomade.

11:30 a.m. Run into personal trainer at gym. Pester him about getting you Human Growth Hormone. Spend 30 minutes talking to friends on your cell phone while using Hammer Strength machines, preparing a mental-matrix of which circuit parties everyone is going to and which are now passe.

12:00pm Tan. Schedule back-waxing in time for Saturday party where you know you will end up shirtless.

12:30 p.m. Pay trainer for anabolic steroids and schedule a workout. Shower, taking ten minutes to knot your tie while you check-out your best friend's boyfriend undress with the calculation of someone used to wearing a t-back and having dollars stuffed in their crotch.

1:00 p.m. Meet someone for whom you only know his waist, chest and penis size from AOL M4M chat for lunch at a hot, new restaurant. Because the maître d' recognizes you from a gay bar, you are whisked past the Christian heterosexual couples who have been waiting patiently for a table since 12:30.

2:30 p.m. "Dessert at your place." Find out, once again, people lie on AOL.

3:33 p.m. Assume complete control of the U.S., state, and local governments (in addition to other nations' governments); destroy all healthy Christian marriages; recruit all children grades Kindergarten through 12 into your amoral, filthy lifestyle; secure complete control of the media, starting with sitcoms; molest innocent children; give AIDS to as many people as you can; host a pornographic "art" exhibit at your local art museum; and turn people away from Jesus, causing them to burn forever in Hell.

4:10 p.m. Time permitting, bring about the general decline of Western Civilization and look like you are having way too much fun doing it.

4:30 p.m. Take a disco-nap to prevent facial wrinkles from the stress of world conquest and being so terribly witty.

6:00 p.m. Open a fabulous new bottle of Malbec.

6:47 P.M. Bake Ketamine for weekend. Test recipe.

7:00 P.M. Go to Abercrombie & Fitch and announce in a loud voice, "Over!"

7:40 P.M. Stop looking at the photographic displays at Abercrombie & Fitch and go to a cool store to begin shopping.

8:30 p.m. Light dinner with catty homosexual friends at a restaurant you will be "over" by the time it gets its first review in the local paper.

10:30 p.m. Cocktails at a debauched gay bar, trying to avoid alcoholic queens who can't navigate a crowd with a lit cigarette in one hand and a Stoli in a cheap plastic cup in the other. Make audible remark about how "trashy" people who still think smoking is acceptable are.

12:00 a.m. "Nightcap at your place." Find out that people lie in bars, too.