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I gotz fundy cooties!November 10, 2009 : 7:13 a.m.J and I went visit some old friends we made from the church that I use to work at several years ago. Ironically it was a small get-together because Amazon Woman was back in town. Long time readers will recall that she was the benne of my existence, the thorn in my side, my arch enemy while I worked at the church and the pastors mistreatment of her was one of the deciding factors in my leaving the church. I was excited to see everyone. The hosts are just awesome people. They have been married for forever but still dig each other. It is always refreshing to me to be a round a married couple that still like each other. Everything started out just wonderfully. The weather could not have been more perfect, good food, good company and then I am not sure what happen. An evil wind blew over us I guess. The conversation turned form normal barbeque having seen you in a year conversation to something dark and fundamental Christian sinister gay bashing self righteous holier than thou who can say the most right winged be the biggest prick goofiness I have encountered in years. Someone said something about how Obama's health care reform would usher in the second coming of Jesus, someone said something along the lines of our acceptance of the homosexual life style being the down fall of the church (I don't recall the exact phrasing since I was trying my best to tune out the whole thing.) Oh the man that spewing all of the homosexual bullshit? Yah that would be the same man who cheated on his wife a few years back. Since no one there knows that fact (not sure he knows I know) he was free to dance in all of his hypocritical glory. The Amazon Woman went into this long spiel about how wonderful and awesome the old pastor was (my old boss, the one who pushed her out of the church, used her up and threw her away like a used snot rag.) The best line of the day was really "Well that was 5 years ago, if anyone is hurt by anything he did (the pastor) they should just get over it." Because you know as a Pastor he should not be responsibility for dividing families, friendships and lives, as long as enough time has past. By the time I left I felt like I needed a bath. I mean I really felt dirty. I still do. I thought I would feel better after enough time to process the whole thing but I just feel worse. Uncomfortable in my own skin. I feel almost as dirty as when I was molested as a child. Like you somehow contracted an unwashable cootie by being in the same presence as something as dark and sinister as child molestation and right winged fundamental gay bashing dogma. I need a bath.
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