Subject: Re: Attn: Dr. Legume
Date: Sun, 26 Jul 1998 14:07:27 -0400
From: "Rev. Edward Strange" <firstname.lastname@example.org>
> This letter just bespoke to me of Dr. Legume.
> Followed by several pages bdout a transvestite and his cats that nobody here cares about.
I never cease to understand the insistance to refer to male
transvestites as "she". These same people tend to be very long-winded,
repetitive and overly sensitive. These are just the sort of people who
will have their backs to the wall when the revolution comes.
The concept of any behavior being OK based on the personal feelings of
the participants has become the central idea of a whole new generation
of whiners. This philosophy ignores how those outside this sphere of
self-delusion may react to their behavior and leaves them unprepared for
the "grim meathook realities" that lurk behind the face of every
Wheather it's cross-dressing or wearing 100 spoons on their heads,
these people seem surprised when people like me call them a fucking
idiot to their face. Just because up like to dress up like a girl
doesn't make you one. I can not and will not think of you as such. Nor
should anyone else with a free mind. The free thinking thing to do is to
address the reality of all things and not mollycoddle the personal
insecurities of others at the expense of being honest with ourselves.
Sory but this type of shit pisses me off.
This goes for all of those slugs who trully believed that the saucers
would show up. Don't be upset that the world didn't end, BECAUSE FOR YOU
IT DID!! I saw your faces and heard your lame attempts to explain away
the non-event as a spiritual happening. You put your faith in a pipe
dream and had it crushed by full frontal reality. You were all little
boys wearing skirts pretending to be girls. Sooner or later you catch
yourself peeing while standing up and have to wrap yourself in another
layer of self denial.
The only people amongst you who have managed to gain my respect are
those who didn't spend my time trying to convince me that they were
something they weren't. Unfortunately, it's a very short list. Those
luck enough to be on it have a friend in the grim three dimentional
world of cold reality. The rest of you can piss on each other and tell
yourselves it's raining in your one dimensional storefront western
Rev. Edward Strange Esq.
Voodoo Priest of Reality