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<snip – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -Adam is sitting at the desk with his head in his hands. Eve walks over. "What’s wrong, honey?" "Eve, look at these bills! I can’t believe how much we have charged on the serpent’s credit card. Look at that credit balance. This is unbelievable!" "Didn’t the serpent voucher us for the fluffy bunnies, Adam?" "Yes, the serpent vouchered us for the fluffy bunnies — but look at our expenses! Look at these gasoline bills, and the payments and insurance for the SUV is outrageous! In the garden we didn’t need an SUV!!! Look at that electric bill — between the sunlamp-thingee and the stereo-thingee we must be funding the entire power company! And winter is coming, Eve — how are we going to heat the hut?" "We can winterize, Adam. Weatherstripping for the hut doors and windows, and an extra sheet of plastic over the hut windows will reduce drafts. The serpent is living here — may be he will share our winterizing and heating bills." "Eve, do you remember the eagle? We still are eating Mr. Prometheus’ special liver sausage — our one-thousand-dollar boondoggle — and the serpent is cold-blooded." "I know Adam, but liver sausage is a special casing. Reason with the serpent — sharing winterizing and heating bills will benefit us all." Adam looks down at his shoes, then sighs, walks to the guest bedroom door and knocks. "Ssssssssh." "Giggle." The guest bedroom door opens a crack and the serpent sticks out his head. Eve hears snatches of conversation. "Low credit balance, serpent … winter approaches … winterizing and heating bills." The serpent rears up and hisses "Ssssssssssauna." Adam looks down at his shoes, then continues. "Energy conservation … high comfort at low cost … options." The serpent shakes his head and hisses "Hot tubsssssss." "Low credit balance, serpent … survive the winter … can’t afford to top out … be flexible." Once again the serpent shakes his head. "Jacuzisssssssss." "We cannot afford it, serpent. We must negotiate …" The serpent looks Adam square in the eye. Then the serpent turns to Eve and stares, he wriggles his forked tongue and he grins. "Hot tubsssssssssssss. Ssssssssssssauna. Jacuzisssssssss." Eve looks down at her shoes and Adam’s shoulders slump. The serpent wriggles his forked tongue and one more time stares grinning at Eve, then withdraws his head and closes the guest bedroom door. Adam walks over to Eve. Eve says "Adam, I feel a (a-hem) draft." "I know Eve — that didn’t go well. Now what do we do?" "I guess we get used to liver sausage and hot water, Adam. It is too late in the growing season to till the fields. In the mean time, have you considered us getting a second mortgage on the hut? A second mortgage might get us through the winter." "Eve, the serpent holds the hut deed and right now I *really* don’t want to speak with the serpent. Let’s slice some liver sausage and listen to music while eating supper." Adam walks over to the stereo-thingee and shuffles through the discs. "This suits me just fine," says Adam. "’A Little Ain’t Enough’ by David Lee Roth." "Adam, what shall we do after supper?" "Practice, practice, practice, Eve. We’ll keep running that player until we get it right." Eve groans, then walks over to the refrigerator-thingee and opens it. "Adam, we have to eat the liver sausage plain … we are out of white bread, and we have no crackers." Adam is sitting in his captain’s chair rocking to the music of the backstreet boys. Suddenly his reverie is broken by Eve’s scream: "Eeeeeeeeeeek!" Adam turns to Eve — she points towards the guest bedroom door. Adam turns to the guest bedroom door. Bugs are swarming from under the guest bedroom door. "Bugs — the serpent brought bugs to our hut. Eve, does the serpent eat bugs?" Eve silently shrugs her shoulders. "Why would bugs be swarming in the guest bedroom? Has the serpent taken out his garbage since he moved into the guest bedroom, Eve?" Eve again silently shrugs her shoulders. "What does the serpent do in there? Eve, have you visited the guest bedroom since the serpent moved in?" Eve’s eyes get big — she silently but emphatically shakes her head NO. Adam shakes his head, walks over to the stereo-thingee and turns up the backstreet boys. "I’ll have to check the guest bedroom after supper. What’s for supper, Eve?" Eve silently looks down at her shoes. Adam walks out of the guest bedroom door. His lips are clenched and his forehead is furrowed. He silently walks to the window and stands looking out the window, his back to Eve. After several minutes he says "Eve, the serpent and his friends left while we were having supper — there is nobody in the guest bedroom but bugs." "Lots of bugs, Adam?" "LOTS of bugs, Eve. Roaches litter the guest bedroom and there are silverfish crawling everywhere. I don’t know *what* the serpent and his friends did with that barbecue — it looks like they rolled in the sauce. Plastic wrap and barbecue sauce are *everywhere*. They even got barbecue sauce on the guest bedroom ceiling fan — the propeller sprayed barbecue sauce *everywhere*. The serpent and his friends stripped all the leaves from the potted plant and they used the potted plant for a garbage can — its planter is filled with beer cans. It looks like somebody staged an eggplant parmesian foodfight in the guest bedroom — pools of barbecue sauce and beer *everywhere*, baked under the light of a sunlamp-thingee." Adam continues looking out the window. "They ruined my bedsheets?", Eve asks. Adam sighs. "Eve, do not worry about the sheets — worry about the bed." Adam shakes his head, walks away from the window, and plops down in his captain’s chair. "Eve, you were right. The serpent and his friends *are* bad guests — they presume too much. The serpent and his friends do not respect us — the serpent’s credit card is no compensation." "Adam, what are we going to do?" "We will clean up the guest bedroom as best we can, Eve — it is difficult to repair a warped and stained hardwood floor. But first we need to teach the serpent and his friends a lesson — they do not value having a roof over their heads. I am not going to throw the serpent and his friends out into the street — I don’t want to be a bad host. Instead I am going to pitch the pup tent in the back yard next to the dog house — the serpent and his friends can live in the pup tent." "Adam, the back yard is dirty." "I know that the back yard is dirty, Eve, but I must begin cleaning the guest bedroom *immediately* after I pitch that pup tent. And Eve, I want to put a *big* plate of liver sausage in the pup tent for the serpent and his friends. We do not want to be bad hosts, Eve, and if the serpent and his friends get cold and hungry enough they *will* eat the liver sausage." Eve silently looks down at her shoes. Eve walks out the back door. POUND, POUND, POUND — Adam is driving tent stakes into the soil. Adam hears the door close, turns to Eve and says "Don’t step there, Eve — that is the dog’s favorite place." Adam resumes erecting the pup tent. The night is clear and cold — Eve shivers. She avoids the dog’s favorite place and walks over to Adam. "Adam, this might be a bad idea. The serpent’s credit card is very convenient. Do we want to madden the serpent?" Adam puts down the hammer and turns to Eve. "Eve, the serpent and his friends do not respect us. They are ruining our hut. The serpent initiated a draft in our hut — what are we supposed to do, sit quietly and stew like sausages? …" Eve silently stares at her shoes. "… Either the serpent and his friends learn good manners or they go, Eve. No more disrespect." "But Adam, how will we survive without the serpent’s credit card?" "That credit card has its limits, Eve — it will not last forever. We will find ways to earn income — perhaps you can get a job as an airline cabin attendent." Adam picks up the hammer and resumes erecting the pup tent — POUND, POUND, POUND. "There, finished." Adam stands and looks at the night sky. "The sky is so clear, Eve — do you know the constellations? Over there is Leo the Lion. … That is Taurus the Bull. … Over there is Orion the Hunter. … You can not observe it, but Cancer the Crab is just below the horizon. …" Eve shivers in the cold and walks over to Adam, who puts his arm around her. Eve points and says "Adam, what is that constellation?" Adam squints, then says "That is Sagittarius the Archer. … Eve, have you read ‘The Nine Billion Names Of God’?" Eve shakes her head
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Richard, is there a point to all this?
*shrugs* He claims to have killfiled a lot of people in this group so odds are low he can make replies except to himslf. I suspect he believes it is entertaining (though I have not bothered to reaf the last few) and/or an attempt to earn some respect. — Want a new group FAQs http://web.presby.edu/~nnqadmin/nnq/ncreate.html
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(Richard Ballard) writes:
<snip – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -Adam walks into the hut. Eve is sprawled on the sofa with a wet washcloth on her forehead. Adam walks over and touches Eve’s shoulder — Eve opens her eyes and focuses them with some difficulty. "Eve, did you get the fluffy bunnies?" "Yeah, I rallied my spirit and procured some fluffy bunnies — minimal cosmetics as you requested. We piled them in the back of the SUV and brought them here. They are in the guest bedroom with the serpent and his friends." Adam straightens up, turns his head, and listens intently. Mainly silence from the guest bedroom punctuated by an occasional giggle. Then Adam hears "CUT!". "What are they doing in there, Eve? Did you have trouble rallying your spirit and procuring the fluffy bunnies?" "Some trouble, Adam. Convincing the fluffy bunnies to visit the serpent and his friends was difficult — the serpent’s reputation proceeded us — cold and clammy. The fluffy bunnies wanted to know why they should visit the serpent and his friends — we told the fluffy bunnies that the serpent had bags of groceries and no doubt was planning a hot party. One fluffy bunny said she had heard a story about spoiled pate’. I told her that the serpent wouldn’t serve pate’ — she must be thinking of a different serpent. It looked like rain, so the fluffy bunnies decided to accompany us. I drove home and they marched into the guest bedroom like little lambs." "What bags of groceries, Eve? Are you going to serve Mr. Prometheus’s special liver sausage?" "No Adam. Right after the fluffy bunnies arrived the serpent phoned out for barbecue and beer. The delivery truck brought buckets of barbecue and a case of beer — the party started. One of the fluffy bunnies kept squealing ‘This is Excellent! This is Excellent!’ — the serpent must have ordered special sauce for that barbecue. Then the serpent stuck his head out the door, said he needed to wrap the food, and asked for several rolls of food wrap and special tape." "Several rolls of food wrap, Eve? How much leftovers does the serpent have?" "I don’t know, Adam, but he took three rolls of plastic wrap. What can you do with three rolls of plastic wrap other than wrap food?" "CUT!" "Adam, there he goes again. The serpent and his friends must be wrapping the food now." "Eve, what sort of special tape?" "Tape I never heard discussed before, Adam — videotape. I told the serpent that I had sticky tape but the serpent said sticky tape would not do and that he would have to make do with the videotape he already had. Then he shut the door, I heard him unrolling food wrap, one of the fluffy bunnies squeaked ‘Cold hands!’ and then all of the fluffy bunnies started giggling." "CUT!" "Eve, whatever they are wrapping they are wrapping well. They really are cutting the tape. I hope the serpent and his friends save us some barbecue — I’m hungry. Hey Eve — what’s for supper?" "Pate’ Adam, pate’." "CUT!" The guest bedroom door opens a crack. The serpent sticks his head out. "Hssst, hey Adam. You got any binder twine?" "Serpent, I already gave you all the rope and twine I had." The serpent wiggles his forked tongue, grins, pulls his head back into the guest bedroom and closes the door. More giggles. "Adam, between the shopping and procuring the fluffy bunnies I am exhausted and have a splitting headache. …" Adam stares at Eve, then looks down at his shoes. "… I’m going to lie down with my washcloth, Adam. Can you play some soothing music on the stereo-thingee?" Adam walks over to the stereo-thingee. "Hmmm, Robert Palmer’s ‘Riptide’ and Robert Palmer’s ‘Honey’. If you have a headache I’d better play ‘Honey’. Gosh I’d like some barbecue …" "CUT!" Adam is sitting at the desk with his head in his hands. Eve walks over. "What’s wrong, honey?" "Eve, look at these bills! I can’t believe how much we have charged on the serpent’s credit card. Look at that credit balance. This is unbelievable!" "Didn’t the serpent voucher us for the fluffy bunnies, Adam?" "Yes, the serpent vouchered us for the fluffy bunnies — but look at our expenses! Look at these gasoline bills, and the payments and insurance for the SUV is outrageous! In the garden we didn’t need an SUV!!! Look at that electric bill — between the sunlamp-thingee and the stereo-thingee we must be funding the entire power company! And winter is coming, Eve — how are we going to heat the hut?" "We can winterize, Adam. Weatherstripping for the hut doors and windows, and an extra sheet of plastic over the hut windows will reduce drafts. The serpent is living here — may be he will share our winterizing and heating bills." "Eve, do you remember the eagle? We still are eating Mr. Prometheus’ special liver sausage — our one-thousand-dollar boondoggle — and the serpent is cold-blooded." "I know Adam, but liver sausage is a special casing. Reason with the serpent — sharing winterizing and heating bills will benefit us all." Adam looks down at his shoes, then sighs, walks to the guest bedroom door and knocks. "Ssssssssh." "Giggle." The guest bedroom door opens a crack and the serpent sticks out his head. Eve hears snatches of conversation. "Low credit balance, serpent … winter approaches … winterizing and heating bills." The serpent rears up and hisses "Ssssssssssauna." Adam looks down at his shoes, then continues. "Energy conservation … high comfort at low cost … options." The serpent shakes his head and hisses "Hot tubsssssss." "Low credit balance, serpent … survive the winter … can’t afford to top out … be flexible." Once again the serpent shakes his head. "Jacuzisssssssss." "We cannot afford it, serpent. We must negotiate …" The serpent looks Adam square in the eye. Then the serpent turns to Eve and stares, he wriggles his forked tongue and he grins. "Hot tubsssssssssssss. Ssssssssssssauna. Jacuzisssssssss." Eve looks down at her shoes and Adam’s shoulders slump. The serpent wriggles his forked tongue and one more time stares grinning at Eve, then withdraws his head and closes the guest bedroom door. Adam walks over to Eve. Eve says "Adam, I feel a (a-hem) draft." "I know Eve — that didn’t go well. Now what do we do?" "I guess we get used to liver sausage and hot water, Adam. It is too late in the growing season to till the fields. In the mean time, have you considered us getting a second mortgage on the hut? A second mortgage might get us through the winter." "Eve, the serpent holds the hut deed and right now I *really* don’t want to speak with the serpent. Let’s slice some liver sausage and listen to music while eating supper." Adam walks over to the stereo-thingee and shuffles through the discs. "This suits me just fine," says Adam. "’A Little Ain’t Enough’ by David Lee Roth." "Adam, what shall we do after supper?" "Practice, practice, practice, Eve. We’ll keep running that player until we get it right." Eve groans, then walks over to the refrigerator-thingee and opens it. "Adam, we have to eat the liver sausage plain … we are out of white bread, and we have no crackers." Adam is sitting in his captain’s chair rocking to the music of the backstreet boys. Suddenly his reverie is broken by Eve’s scream: "Eeeeeeeeeeek!" Adam turns to Eve — she points towards the guest bedroom door. Adam turns to the guest bedroom door. Bugs are swarming from under the guest bedroom door. "Bugs — the serpent brought bugs to our hut. Eve, does the serpent eat bugs?" Eve silently shrugs her shoulders. "Why would bugs be swarming in the guest bedroom? Has the serpent taken out his garbage since he moved into the guest bedroom, Eve?" Eve again silently shrugs her shoulders. "What does the serpent do in there? Eve, have you visited the guest bedroom since the serpent moved in?" Eve’s eyes get big — she silently but emphatically shakes her head NO. Adam shakes his head, walks over to the stereo-thingee and turns up the backstreet boys. "I’ll have to check the guest bedroom after supper. What’s for supper, Eve?" Eve silently looks down at her shoes. Adam walks out of the guest bedroom door. His lips are clenched and his forehead is furrowed. He silently walks to the window and stands looking out the window, his back to Eve. After several minutes he says "Eve, the serpent and his friends left while we were having supper — there is nobody in the guest bedroom but bugs." "Lots
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Richard, is there a point to all this? ^..^< kat
"Some people say that cats are sneaky, evil, and cruel. True, and they have many other fine qualities as well." – Missy Dizick
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<snip – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -Several years after the fall Adam and Eve are sitting outside their hut reminescing about ‘the good old days’. "Adam, we *really* had it easy," says Eve. "In the Garden the weather always was mild, the plants and animals were friendly, and free food was *everywhere* for the taking. No work — all we did was dance and play. Now we are cursed with this awful seasonal weather, weeds and nettles choke our fields, we must protect our food from robbers and predators, and we work the fields from dawn to dusk. Furthermore, we have all of these mouths to feed and our children do not respect us." "Yeah, I guess we should have learned to take care of ourselves sooner. Oh look at them apples!" Then Adam smiled, rolled over and drifted into a nap. Eve shakes Adam and says "Adam, wake up honey — I’ve got wonderful news." Adams stirs from his nap. "Huhhh?" "I told the serpent about my unhappiness and he is going to help us out, Adam." "Uhhh, I remember the *last* time the serpent (a-hem) helped us out, Eve." "No, Adam, this is great. The serpent has offered us a mixed blessing — a credit card." Mixed blessing? Credit card? What?" "Adam, a credit card is wonderful! It will be like a return to the Garden. All we have to do is make the mark …" "Make the mark? What is make the mark?" "Adam, the serpent said he would show us how to make the the mark when we sign the contract. But with a credit card all we have to do is make the mark and we get free food, free clothing, free entertainment, whatever we want. It will be like a return to the Garden." "Golly Eve, that credit card sounds great! The serpent *really* wants to help us out this time. I wonder how we will carry all of that free food, free clothing, and other free things that we will get when we make our mark with the credit card?" "I don’t know, Adam. Maybe the serpent has an idea." "Great, Eve. One question, though — why did you call that credit card a mixed blessing?" "Adam, when we sign the contract we also have to sign the deed for our hut over to the serpent …" "Eve, open the hut door. I’m bringing the stereo-thingee in from the back of the SUV. … Golly Eve, having this credit card really is like being back in the Garden — free food, free clothing, an SUV, anything we want. No toiling in the fields, once again we can dance and play, dance and play. I have to admit I was hesitant to sign the deed of the hut over to the serpent, but we still live in the hut — no problem. Eve, open the guest bedroom door — I want to put the stereo-thingee in the guest bedroom." "Uh Adam, we can’t put the stereo-thingee in the guest bedroom." "Why Eve?" "Uh, while you were shopping the serpent came around and said he had no place to stay. He asked if he could stay with us. The guest bedroom is occupied …" "Oh. No problem, Eve, after all the serpent now holds the hut deed. We’ve got the credit card and the serpent is small — he can’t eat much." "Uh Adam, the serpent brought several of his friends to stay with him. They all are living in the guest bedroom …" "Ohhh. Do we know these friends, Eve?" "Uh, no Adam. The serpent says they are travellers passing through town. They only stay a few nights and then they leave, but they will return in the future. The serpent said they have no place to stay and that (a-hem) he owes them a favor." "Ohhh. Well, we have the credit card and I’m sure that the serpent and his friends don’t eat much, Eve. Will I meet them at dinner?" "No Adam. The serpent and his friends have odd schedules — they come and go. The serpent said to leave leftovers in the refrigerator-thingee and they would help themselves." "Ohhh. You’d better make plenty of food, Eve — you know about midnight snackers. What do the serpent and his friends eat?" "Adam, the serpent and his friends eat meat. They particularly like little birds, lamb and fluffy bunnies." "Hmmm — we normally don’t purchase little birds, lamb or fluffy bunnies, Eve — too expensive. But we don’t want to be bad hosts. Make sure that we have plenty of little birds, lamb and fluffy bunnies for the serpent and his friends." "Can do, Adam. And the serpent said that we will meet his friends gradually. The serpent’s friends sleep odd hours and do not travel together. The serpent covered the guest bedroom windows with aluminum foil." "No problem, Eve. The serpent probably has some *very* interesting friends. But what should I do with this stereo-thingee?" "Lay it down and power it up, Adam. The guest bed is squeaking and the guest room windows have been rattling continuously. The noise is driving me crazy. Oh, Adam, the serpent asked if we had a sunlamp-thingee. The serpent said his friends need a Lot of light."
<snip – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -Eve returns from her errands. The guest bedroom door is open a crack, Eve hears giggling from inside the guest bedroom, and Adam is having a quiet conversation with the serpent. The serpent closes the door. Adam shakes his head and walks over to Eve. "I spoke to the serpent about the credit card — we have to eat the liver sausage", Adam intones. "What?" snaps Eve. "I don’t understand. Whaddya mean we have to eat the liver sausage?" "The serpent will *not* reimburse us for Prometheus’ special liver sausage, Eve. The serpent says they did *not* ask for liver sausage, *you* purchased the liver sausage, and *we* are responsible for the liver sausage. When I told the serpent that we purchased the liver sausage for him and his friends the serpent said that they are sick of liver sausage — they will not eat any more." "Were you rude, Adam? The serpent usually is so willing to help us out. Did you force the serpent to reject our liver sausage?" Eve is irritated and fidgeting. "No Eve, I just pointed out that we purchased the liver sausage for the serpent and his friends and that they shared the benefits. The serpent has a strange perspective — he is a round peg in a square hole. Now the serpent and his friends say they are sick of liver sausage and they will not eat any more. We pay the cost, Eve, and we eat the liver sausage. How long does it take for two people to eat twenty pounds of one-hundred-dollar-a-pound liver sausage?" "I do not know, Adam, but it will seem like an *e-ternity*, Eve snapped. "And what do the serpent and his friends intend to eat? Do they think we are the Diner’s Club? They got their love to keep them warm?" Adam lowers the tone of his voice and speaks slowly. "Eve, the serpent asked when you would bring them the fluffy bunnies. When I told the serpent our credit balance was declining, the serpent hemmed and hawwed, then finally said he would vouchure us the purchase price of the fluffy bunnies. You need to purchase some fluffy bunnies for the serpent and his friends, Eve." "Shop *again*, Adam?" Eve replied, the tone of her voice raising an octave. "Purchase cute little fluffy bunnies knowing that the serpent and his friends are going to eat them? What does the serpent think I am? The serpent is a bad guest, Adam — he presumes too much. Shopping, shopping, shopping is not play." Adam sighs. "They gotta eat, Eve. The serpent and his friends want their fluffy bunnies. Rally your spirit and purchase fluffy bunnies for the serpent and his friends, Eve, please?" Eve stomps her foot and clenches her fists. "O-kay Adam, I will rally my spirit and procure the fluffy bunnies. But this is my last shopping trip for a while. I have been driving that damned SUV so often that my seat is getting numb." "I know, Eve, I know. And I know that the serpent will vouchure us quickly for the fluffy bunnies. And may be after the serpent gets his fluffy bunnies we can negotiate further about the liver sausage. In the mean
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<snip – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -Several years after the fall Adam and Eve are sitting outside their hut reminescing about ‘the good old days’. "Adam, we *really* had it easy," says Eve. "In the Garden the weather always was mild, the plants and animals were friendly, and free food was *everywhere* for the taking. No work — all we did was dance and play. Now we are cursed with this awful seasonal weather, weeds and nettles choke our fields, we must protect our food from robbers and predators, and we work the fields from dawn to dusk. Furthermore, we have all of these mouths to feed and our children do not respect us." "Yeah, I guess we should have learned to take care of ourselves sooner. Oh look at them apples!" Then Adam smiled, rolled over and drifted into a nap. Eve shakes Adam and says "Adam, wake up honey — I’ve got wonderful news." Adams stirs from his nap. "Huhhh?" "I told the serpent about my unhappiness and he is going to help us out, Adam." "Uhhh, I remember the *last* time the serpent (a-hem) helped us out, Eve." "No, Adam, this is great. The serpent has offered us a mixed blessing — a credit card." Mixed blessing? Credit card? What?" "Adam, a credit card is wonderful! It will be like a return to the Garden. All we have to do is make the mark …" "Make the mark? What is make the mark?" "Adam, the serpent said he would show us how to make the the mark when we sign the contract. But with a credit card all we have to do is make the mark and we get free food, free clothing, free entertainment, whatever we want. It will be like a return to the Garden." "Golly Eve, that credit card sounds great! The serpent *really* wants to help us out this time. I wonder how we will carry all of that free food, free clothing, and other free things that we will get when we make our mark with the credit card?" "I don’t know, Adam. Maybe the serpent has an idea." "Great, Eve. One question, though — why did you call that credit card a mixed blessing?" "Adam, when we sign the contract we also have to sign the deed for our hut over to the serpent …" "Eve, open the hut door. I’m bringing the stereo-thingee in from the back of the SUV. … Golly Eve, having this credit card really is like being back in the Garden — free food, free clothing, an SUV, anything we want. No toiling in the fields, once again we can dance and play, dance and play. I have to admit I was hesitant to sign the deed of the hut over to the serpent, but we still live in the hut — no problem. Eve, open the guest bedroom door — I want to put the stereo-thingee in the guest bedroom." "Uh Adam, we can’t put the stereo-thingee in the guest bedroom." "Why Eve?" "Uh, while you were shopping the serpent came around and said he had no place to stay. He asked if he could stay with us. The guest bedroom is occupied …" "Oh. No problem, Eve, after all the serpent now holds the hut deed. We’ve got the credit card and the serpent is small — he can’t eat much." "Uh Adam, the serpent brought several of his friends to stay with him. They all are living in the guest bedroom …" "Ohhh. Do we know these friends, Eve?" "Uh, no Adam. The serpent says they are travellers passing through town. They only stay a few nights and then they leave, but they will return in the future. The serpent said they have no place to stay and that (a-hem) he owes them a favor." "Ohhh. Well, we have the credit card and I’m sure that the serpent and his friends don’t eat much, Eve. Will I meet them at dinner?" "No Adam. The serpent and his friends have odd schedules — they come and go. The serpent said to leave leftovers in the refrigerator-thingee and they would help themselves." "Ohhh. You’d better make plenty of food, Eve — you know about midnight snackers. What do the serpent and his friends eat?" "Adam, the serpent and his friends eat meat. They particularly like little birds, lamb and fluffy bunnies." "Hmmm — we normally don’t purchase little birds, lamb or fluffy bunnies, Eve — too expensive. But we don’t want to be bad hosts. Make sure that we have plenty of little birds, lamb and fluffy bunnies for the serpent and his friends." "Can do, Adam. And the serpent said that we will meet his friends gradually. The serpent’s friends sleep odd hours and do not travel together. The serpent covered the guest bedroom windows with aluminum foil." "No problem, Eve. The serpent probably has some *very* interesting friends. But what should I do with this stereo-thingee?" "Lay it down and power it up, Adam. The guest bed is squeaking and the guest room windows have been rattling continuously. The noise is driving me crazy. Oh, Adam, the serpent asked if we had a sunlamp-thingee. The serpent said his friends need a Lot of light."
<snip – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -Eve returns from her errands. The guest bedroom door is open a crack, Eve hears giggling from inside the guest bedroom, and Adam is having a quiet conversation with the serpent. The serpent closes the door. Adam shakes his head and walks over to Eve. "I spoke to the serpent about the credit card — we have to eat the liver sausage", Adam intones. "What?" snaps Eve. "I don’t understand. Whaddya mean we have to eat the liver sausage?" "The serpent will *not* reimburse us for Prometheus’ special liver sausage, Eve. The serpent says they did *not* ask for liver sausage, *you* purchased the liver sausage, and *we* are responsible for the liver sausage. When I told the serpent that we purchased the liver sausage for him and his friends the serpent said that they are sick of liver sausage — they will not eat any more." "Were you rude, Adam? The serpent usually is so willing to help us out. Did you force the serpent to reject our liver sausage?" Eve is irritated and fidgeting. "No Eve, I just pointed out that we purchased the liver sausage for the serpent and his friends and that they shared the benefits. The serpent has a strange perspective — he is a round peg in a square hole. Now the serpent and his friends say they are sick of liver sausage and they will not eat any more. We pay the cost, Eve, and we eat the liver sausage. How long does it take for two people to eat twenty pounds of one-hundred-dollar-a-pound liver sausage?" "I do not know, Adam, but it will seem like an *e-ternity*, Eve snapped. "And what do the serpent and his friends intend to eat? Do they think we are the Diner’s Club? They got their love to keep them warm?" Adam lowers the tone of his voice and speaks slowly. "Eve, the serpent asked when you would bring them the fluffy bunnies. When I told the serpent our credit balance was declining, the serpent hemmed and hawwed, then finally said he would vouchure us the purchase price of the fluffy bunnies. You need to purchase some fluffy bunnies for the serpent and his friends, Eve." "Shop *again*, Adam?" Eve replied, the tone of her voice raising an octave. "Purchase cute little fluffy bunnies knowing that the serpent and his friends are going to eat them? What does the serpent think I am? The serpent is a bad guest, Adam — he presumes too much. Shopping, shopping, shopping is not play." Adam sighs. "They gotta eat, Eve. The serpent and his friends want their fluffy bunnies. Rally your spirit and purchase fluffy bunnies for the serpent and his friends, Eve, please?" Eve stomps her foot and clenches her fists. "O-kay Adam, I will rally my spirit and procure the fluffy bunnies. But this is my last shopping trip for a while. I have been driving that damned SUV so often that my seat is getting numb." "I know, Eve, I know. And I know that the serpent will vouchure us quickly for the fluffy bunnies. And may be after the serpent gets his fluffy bunnies we can negotiate further about the liver sausage. In the mean time, what will we do with twenty pounds of one-hundred-dollar-a-pound liver sausage? It will *not* keep forever." "You worry about *your* liver sausage, Adam — I am getting sick of it also. In the mean time I have things to do and I can not wait." Adam looks at his shoes and softly says
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<snip – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -Eve returns from her errands. The guest bedroom door is open a crack, Eve hears giggling from inside the guest bedroom, and Adam is having a quiet conversation with the serpent. The serpent closes the door. Adam shakes his head and walks over to Eve. "I spoke to the serpent about the credit card — we have to eat the liver sausage", Adam intones. "What?" snaps Eve. "I don’t understand. Whaddya mean we have to eat the liver sausage?" "The serpent will *not* reimburse us for Prometheus’ special liver sausage, Eve. The serpent says they did *not* ask for liver sausage, *you* purchased the liver sausage, and *we* are responsible for the liver sausage. When I told the serpent that we purchased the liver sausage for him and his friends the serpent said that they are sick of liver sausage — they will not eat any more." "Were you rude, Adam? The serpent usually is so willing to help us out. Did you force the serpent to reject our liver sausage?" Eve is irritated and fidgeting. "No Eve, I just pointed out that we purchased the liver sausage for the serpent and his friends and that they shared the benefits. The serpent has a strange perspective — he is a round peg in a square hole. Now the serpent and his friends say they are sick of liver sausage and they will not eat any more. We pay the cost, Eve, and we eat the liver sausage. How long does it take for two people to eat twenty pounds of one-hundred-dollar-a-pound liver sausage?" "I do not know, Adam, but it will seem like an *e-ternity*, Eve snapped. "And what do the serpent and his friends intend to eat? Do they think we are the Diner’s Club? They got their love to keep them warm?" Adam lowers the tone of his voice and speaks slowly. "Eve, the serpent asked when you would bring them the fluffy bunnies. When I told the serpent our credit balance was declining, the serpent hemmed and hawwed, then finally said he would vouchure us the purchase price of the fluffy bunnies. You need to purchase some fluffy bunnies for the serpent and his friends, Eve." "Shop *again*, Adam?" Eve replied, the tone of her voice raising an octave. "Purchase cute little fluffy bunnies knowing that the serpent and his friends are going to eat them? What does the serpent think I am? The serpent is a bad guest, Adam — he presumes too much. Shopping, shopping, shopping is not play." Adam sighs. "They gotta eat, Eve. The serpent and his friends want their fluffy bunnies. Rally your spirit and purchase fluffy bunnies for the serpent and his friends, Eve, please?" Eve stomps her foot and clenches her fists. "O-kay Adam, I will rally my spirit and procure the fluffy bunnies. But this is my last shopping trip for a while. I have been driving that damned SUV so often that my seat is getting numb." "I know, Eve, I know. And I know that the serpent will vouchure us quickly for the fluffy bunnies. And may be after the serpent gets his fluffy bunnies we can negotiate further about the liver sausage. In the mean time, what will we do with twenty pounds of one-hundred-dollar-a-pound liver sausage? It will *not* keep forever." "You worry about *your* liver sausage, Adam — I am getting sick of it also. In the mean time I have things to do and I can not wait." Adam looks at his shoes and softly says "One more thing, Eve. The serpent and his friends prefer freshly scrubbed faces. Minimal cosmetics on the fluffy bunnies." Adam walks into the hut. Eve is sprawled on the sofa with a wet washcloth on her forehead. Adam walks over and touches Eve’s shoulder — Eve opens her eyes and focuses
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<snip – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -Eve returns from her errands. The guest bedroom door is open a crack, Eve hears giggling from inside the guest bedroom, and Adam is having a quiet conversation with the serpent. The serpent closes the door. Adam shakes his head and walks over to Eve. "I spoke to the serpent about the credit card — we have to eat the liver sausage", Adam intones. "What?" snaps Eve. "I don’t understand. Whaddya mean we have to eat the liver sausage?" "The serpent will *not* reimburse us for Prometheus’ special liver sausage, Eve. The serpent says they did *not* ask for liver sausage, *you* purchased the liver sausage, and *we* are responsible for the liver sausage. When I told the serpent that we purchased the liver sausage for him and his friends the serpent said that they are sick of liver sausage — they will not eat any more." "Were you rude, Adam? The serpent usually is so willing to help us out. Did you force the serpent to reject our liver sausage?" Eve is irritated and fidgeting. "No Eve, I just pointed out that we purchased the liver sausage for the serpent and his friends and that they shared the benefits. The serpent has a strange perspective — he is a round peg in a square hole. Now the serpent and his friends say they are sick of liver sausage and they will not eat any more. We pay the cost, Eve, and we eat the liver sausage. How long does it take for two people to eat twenty pounds of one-hundred-dollar-a-pound liver sausage?" "I do not know, Adam, but it will seem like an *e-ternity*, Eve snapped. "And what do the serpent and his friends intend to eat? Do they think we are the Diner’s Club? They got their love to keep them warm?" Adam lowers the tone of his voice and speaks slowly. "Eve, the serpent asked when you would bring them the fluffy bunnies. When I told the serpent our credit balance was declining, the serpent hemmed and hawwed, then finally said he would vouchure us the purchase price of the fluffy bunnies. You need to purchase some fluffy bunnies for the serpent and his friends, Eve." "Shop *again*, Adam?" Eve replied, the tone of her voice raising an octave. "Purchase cute little fluffy bunnies knowing that the serpent and his friends are going to eat them? What does the serpent think I am? The serpent is a bad guest, Adam — he presumes too much. Shopping, shopping, shopping is not play." Adam sighs. "They gotta eat, Eve. The serpent and his friends want their fluffy bunnies. Rally your spirit and purchase fluffy bunnies for the serpent and his friends, Eve, please?" Eve stomps her foot and clenches her fists. "O-kay Adam, I will rally my spirit and procure the fluffy bunnies. But this is my last shopping trip for a while. I have been driving that damned SUV so often that my seat is getting numb." "I know, Eve, I know. And I know that the serpent will vouchure us quickly for the fluffy bunnies. And may be after the serpent gets his fluffy bunnies we can negotiate further about the liver sausage. In the mean time, what will we do with twenty pounds of one-hundred-dollar-a-pound liver sausage? It will *not* keep forever." "You worry about *your* liver sausage, Adam — I am getting sick of it also. In the mean time I have things to do and I can not wait." Adam looks at his shoes and softly says "One more thing, Eve. The serpent and his friends prefer freshly scrubbed faces. Minimal cosmetics on the fluffy bunnies." Adam walks into the hut. Eve is sprawled on the sofa with a wet washcloth on her forehead. Adam walks over and touches Eve’s shoulder — Eve opens her eyes and focuses them with some difficulty. "Eve, did you get the fluffy bunnies?" "Yeah, I rallied my spirit and procured some fluffy bunnies — minimal cosmetics as you requested. We piled them in the back of the SUV and brought them here. They are in the guest bedroom with the serpent and his friends." Adam straightens
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<snip – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -Several years after the fall Adam and Eve are sitting outside their hut reminescing about ‘the good old days’. "Adam, we *really* had it easy," says Eve. "In the Garden the weather always was mild, the plants and animals were friendly, and free food was *everywhere* for the taking. No work — all we did was dance and play. Now we are cursed with this awful seasonal weather, weeds and nettles choke our fields, we must protect our food from robbers and predators, and we work the fields from dawn to dusk. Furthermore, we have all of these mouths to feed and our children do not respect us." "Yeah, I guess we should have learned to take care of ourselves sooner. Oh look at them apples!" Then Adam smiled, rolled over and drifted into a nap. Eve shakes Adam and says "Adam, wake up honey — I’ve got wonderful news." Adams stirs from his nap. "Huhhh?" "I told the serpent about my unhappiness and he is going to help us out, Adam." "Uhhh, I remember the *last* time the serpent (a-hem) helped us out, Eve." "No, Adam, this is great. The serpent has offered us a mixed blessing — a credit card." Mixed blessing? Credit card? What?" "Adam, a credit card is wonderful! It will be like a return to the Garden. All we have to do is make the mark …" "Make the mark? What is make the mark?" "Adam, the serpent said he would show us how to make the the mark when we sign the contract. But with a credit card all we have to do is make the mark and we get free food, free clothing, free entertainment, whatever we want. It will be like a return to the Garden." "Golly Eve, that credit card sounds great! The serpent *really* wants to help us out this time. I wonder how we will carry all of that free food, free clothing, and other free things that we will get when we make our mark with the credit card?" "I don’t know, Adam. Maybe the serpent has an idea." "Great, Eve. One question, though — why did you call that credit card a mixed blessing?" "Adam, when we sign the contract we also have to sign the deed for our hut over to the serpent …" "Eve, open the hut door. I’m bringing the stereo-thingee in from the back of the SUV. … Golly Eve, having this credit card really is like being back in the Garden — free food, free clothing, an SUV, anything we want. No toiling in the fields, once again we can dance and play, dance and play. I have to admit I was hesitant to sign the deed of the hut over to the serpent, but we still live in the hut — no problem. Eve, open the guest bedroom door — I want to put the stereo-thingee in the guest bedroom." "Uh Adam, we can’t put the stereo-thingee in the guest bedroom." "Why Eve?" "Uh, while you were shopping the serpent came around and said he had no place to stay. He asked if he could stay with us. The guest bedroom is occupied …" "Oh. No problem, Eve, after all the serpent now holds the hut deed. We’ve got the credit card and the serpent is small — he can’t eat much." "Uh Adam, the serpent brought several of his friends to stay with him. They all are living in the guest bedroom …" "Ohhh. Do we know these friends, Eve?" "Uh, no Adam. The serpent says they are travellers passing through town. They only stay a few nights and then they leave, but they will return in the future. The serpent said they have no place to stay and that (a-hem) he owes them a favor." "Ohhh. Well, we have the credit card and I’m sure that the serpent and his friends don’t eat much, Eve. Will I meet them at dinner?" "No Adam. The serpent and his friends have odd schedules — they come and go. The serpent said to leave leftovers in the refrigerator-thingee and they would help themselves." "Ohhh. You’d better make plenty of food, Eve — you know about midnight snackers. What do the serpent and his friends eat?" "Adam, the serpent and his friends eat meat. They particularly like little birds, lamb and fluffy bunnies." "Hmmm — we normally don’t purchase little birds, lamb or fluffy bunnies, Eve — too expensive. But we don’t want to be bad hosts. Make sure that we have plenty of little birds, lamb and fluffy bunnies for the serpent and his friends." "Can do, Adam. And the serpent said that we will meet his friends gradually. The serpent’s friends sleep odd hours and do not travel together. The serpent covered the guest bedroom windows with aluminum foil." "No problem, Eve. The serpent probably has some *very* interesting friends. But what should I do with this stereo-thingee?" "Lay it down and power it up, Adam. The guest bed is squeaking and the guest room windows have been rattling continuously. The noise is driving me crazy. Oh, Adam, the serpent asked if we had a sunlamp-thingee. The serpent said his friends need a Lot of light." Adam enters the hut carrying a bulky box. "What’s that, Adam?" Eve asks. "Oh, a sunlamp-thingee. The serpent said that he and his friends need a Lot of light, and since we no longer toil in the fields we are getting pale. I decided we could use the sunlamp-thingee after the serpent and his friends leave, Eve. Have the serpent and his friends come out of the guest bedroom yet?" "Only the serpent, Adam — his friends were hungry and the serpent raided the refrigerator-thingee looking for leftovers. I had a bit of trouble shopping." "Trouble shopping, Eve?" "Yeah, Adam. Little birds and lamb were *so* expensive, and I just couldn’t imagine eating the fluffy bunnies. I didn’t know what to purchase. Then I met an eagle outside of Prometheus’ butcher shop who told me about a sale on liver sausage." "Liver sausage, Eve?" "Yes, the eagle told me that Prometheus’ liver sausage was the best, and that the butcher shop was having a sale. I went into Prometheus’ butcher shop, the liver sausage was fresh and inexpensively priced, and I stocked up. Mr. Prometheus did not look well — he wouldn’t move around and he seemed to be in pain. But Mr. Prometheus surely has fresh liver sausage. I’m lucky the eagle told me about the Prometheus liver sausage sale." "Well what did the serpent think about liver sausage, Eve?" "Adam, when I told the serpent that the liver sausage was from Mr. Prometheus the serpent said that was just fine. He took a large chunk of Prometheus liver sausage and went back into the guest bedroom." "Well, that takes care of dinner for the serpent and his friends, Eve. I wonder what they want me to do with this sunlamp-thingee." Adam walks over to the guest bedroom door and knocks. The door opens a crack, giggling is heard from inside the guest bedroom, Adam and the serpent have a quiet conversation, and the door closes. "The serpent said I should leave the sunlamp-thingee by the guest bedroom door — they will take care of it later." Adam looks around nonchalantly. "Eve, did you have any trouble with the credit card the serpent gave you?" Eve looks at Adam quizzically. "No Adam, why?" "No problem, Eve," Adam replied. "Everything is just fine. Eve, did you save the receipt from Prometheus’ butcher shop?" Eve walks over to her purse, rummages through it and extracts a slip of paper. Triumphantly Eve hands the paper to Adam saying "This is the receipt from Prometheus’ butcher shop." Adam furroughs his brow as he peers at the receipt. "Eve, did you know that liver sausage cost one-hundred dollars a pound?" "One hundred dollars a pound for liver sausage — that’s ridiculous," Eve replies. "That is not what the eagle said, the eagle said that the liver sausage was on sale. Some body has made a mistake. Check the receipt again." Adam again peers at the receipt. "Eve, this receipt is for twenty pounds of liver sausage at one-hundred dollars a pound — two thousand dollars total. The eagle sold you two thousand dollars worth of liver sausage." "There has been a mistake, Adam. I purchased liver sausage, not lamb pate’. Call Mr. Prometheus and explain the eagle’s mistake. Mr. Prometheus will help us out." Adam shakes his head and walks to the telephone-thingee. He squints at the receipt and dials. "Mr. Prometheus, this is Adam. You sold my wife Eve twenty pounds of liver sausage and we can not believe the cost. … Premium liver sausage? The eagle told you that Eve wanted premium liver sausage? Mr. Prometheus, what could possibly make liver sausage cost one-hundred dollars a pound? … Very rare and special liver? *Your* very rare and
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Ah, this is that Chief Thracian guy that comes on here every once in a while to whine about how dejected and discriminated he is against by the Pagan community because he happens to have a sexual preference for those of the same gender. Personally, I do not see how one’s sexual preference really matters to the Pagan community. As RevGreyWolf says: "A Druid is a Druid, a Witch is a Witch, etc." Paganism is a spiritual path, not a sexual one (although one’s sexuality does play a part in spirituality for most). Why is it that homosexuals feel this need to force everyone to know that they are homosexual? Do I feel the need to barrage mailing lists and newsgroups with the fact that I am heterosexual? Do I feel the need to parade around work with Hetro pride stickers and shove it in everyone’s faces? No! (We have a homosexual guy with a big pink chip on his shoulder who does that at work who also says rude things about his sexuality to customers on the phone.) It’s my sexual preference and I see no reason why that should be anyone else’s business but mine. Sexuality is a personal and sacred thing. I believe one cheapens that sacredness by airing it out like a dirty rag. I do not want to hear about my heterosexual boss’ romps with his wife any more than I want to hear about my homosexual co-worker’s romps with his partner. Ezekiel – I respect the fact that you are homosexual and happy being so. That’s lovely, but the only attention you are attracting by sending these "anti-hetero" messages is the negative type. If you want acceptance and respect, you have to earn it just like anyone else. No one wants to accept someone who insults him or her on a regular basis, who accuses him or her of discrimination and persecution or waves his sexuality around like a flag. Remember, many Pagans are also trying to gain respect and acceptance from the general community and the same rules apply to them. Don’t insult those you are trying to educate, don’t make rash accusations nor constantly barrage them with your negative chip-on-your-shoulder rants. It’s not very practical. I wish you peace and may you find the security to accept your own sexuality before expecting others to. Blessings, Arak /| – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – OK forgive me if I am missing something but why does it matter what a person’s sexual preference is. a Druid is a Druid, A witch a witch and a shaman a shaman. So why is it neccesary for this to be posted. I have a wife and four children but didtn find it neccesary to introduce that to this group when I joined or when I usually share something (this time excluded) I am gay, and a pagan and shaman. My focus of course is on our sexual minorities. Also, the lack of any queer presence in pagan/shaman newsgroups is deplorable; thus I feel an ethical duty to make my own queer presence known, on a frequent basis.
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– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – In article If I hear one more Adam&Eve joke, I think I’ll puke… One day in the Garden of Eden, Eve calls out to God, "Lord, I have a problem!" "What’s the problem, Eve?" "Lord, I know you’ve created me and have provided this beautiful garden and all of these wonderful animals, and that hilarious snake, but I’m just not happy." "Why is that, Eve?" came the reply from above. "Lord, I am lonely. And I’m sick to death of apples." "Well, Eve, in that case, I have a solution. I shall create a man for you." "What’s a ‘man’, Lord?" "This man will be a flawed creature, with aggressive tendencies, an enormous ego and an inability to empathize or listen to you properly. All in all, he’ll give you a hard time. But, he’ll be bigger & faster & more muscular than you. He’ll be really good at fighting and kicking a ball about & hunting fleet-footed ruminants, & not altogether bad in the sack." "Sounds great," says Eve, with an ironically raised eyebrow. "Yeah, well. He’s better than a poke in the eye with a burnt stick. But, you can have him on one condition." "What’s that, Lord?" "You’ll have to let him believe that I made him first." So God is handing out the special abilities. Every creature, great and small, gets some special thing that only it can do. Finally She gets to humans, and says, "Ok. I have this ability to pee standing up. Who wants it?" Adam goes "Oo! Oo! Oo! Me! Pick me! Pick me!" So God says, "Ok, Adam, you got it. All right Eve, it’s the only thing left. I guess you get the multiple orgasms." Several years after the fall Adam and Eve are sitting outside their hut reminescing about ‘the good old days’. "Adam, we *really* had it easy," says Eve. "In the Garden the weather always was mild, the plants and animals were friendly, and free food was *everywhere* for the taking. No work — all we did was dance and play. Now we are cursed with this awful seasonal weather, weeds and nettles choke our fields, we must protect our food from robbers and predators, and we work the fields from dawn to dusk. Furthermore, we have all of these mouths to feed and our children do not respect us." "Yeah, I guess we should have learned to take care of ourselves sooner. Oh look at them apples!" Then Adam smiled, rolled over and drifted into a nap. Eve shakes Adam and says "Adam, wake up honey — I’ve got wonderful news." Adams stirs from his nap. "Huhhh?" "I told the serpent about my unhappiness and he is going to help us out, Adam." "Uhhh, I remember the *last* time the serpent (a-hem) helped us out, Eve." "No, Adam, this is great. The serpent has offered us a mixed blessing — a credit card." Mixed blessing? Credit card? What?" "Adam, a credit card is wonderful! It will be like a return to the Garden. All we have to do is make the mark …" "Make the mark? What is make the mark?" "Adam, the serpent said he would show us how to make the the mark when we sign the contract. But with a credit card all we have to do is make the mark and we get free food, free clothing, free entertainment, whatever we want. It will be like a return to the Garden." "Golly Eve, that credit card sounds great! The serpent *really* wants to help us out this time. I wonder how we will carry all of that free food, free clothing, and other free things that we will get when we make our mark with the credit card?" "I don’t know, Adam. Maybe the serpent has an idea." "Great, Eve. One question, though — why did you call that credit card a mixed blessing?" "Adam, when we sign the contract we also have to sign the deed for our hut over to the serpent …" "Eve, open the hut door. I’m bringing the stereo-thingee in from the back of the SUV. … Golly Eve, having this credit card really is like being back in the Garden — free food, free clothing, an SUV, anything we want. No toiling in the fields, once again we can dance and play, dance and play. I have to admit I was hesitant to sign the deed of the hut over to the serpent, but we still live in the hut — no problem. Eve, open the guest bedroom door — I want to put the stereo-thingee in the guest bedroom." "Uh Adam, we can’t put the stereo-thingee in the guest bedroom." "Why Eve?" "Uh, while you were shopping the serpent came around and said he had no place to stay. He asked if he could stay with us. The guest bedroom is occupied …" "Oh. No problem, Eve, after all the serpent now holds the hut deed. We’ve got the credit card and the serpent is small — he can’t eat much." "Uh Adam, the serpent brought several of his friends to stay with him. They all are living in the guest bedroom …" "Ohhh. Do we know these friends, Eve?" "Uh, no Adam. The serpent says they are travellers passing through town. They only stay a few nights and then they leave, but they will return in the future. The serpent said they have no place to stay and that (a-hem) he owes them a favor." "Ohhh. Well, we have the credit card and I’m sure that the serpent and his friends don’t eat much, Eve. Will I meet them at dinner?" "No Adam. The serpent and his friends have odd schedules — they come and go. The serpent said to leave leftovers in the refrigerator-thingee and they would help themselves." "Ohhh. You’d better make plenty of food, Eve — you know about midnight snackers. What do the serpent and his friends eat?" "Adam, the serpent and his friends eat meat. They particularly like little birds, lamb and fluffy bunnies." "Hmmm — we normally don’t purchase little birds, lamb or fluffy bunnies, Eve — too expensive. But we don’t want to be bad hosts. Make sure that we have plenty of little birds, lamb and fluffy bunnies for the serpent and his friends." "Can do, Adam. And the serpent said that we will meet his friends gradually. The serpent’s friends sleep odd hours and do not travel together. The serpent covered the guest bedroom windows with aluminum foil." "No problem, Eve. The serpent probably has some *very* interesting friends. But what should I do with this stereo-thingee?" "Lay it down and power it up, Adam. The guest bed is squeaking and the guest room windows have been rattling continuously. The noise is driving me crazy. Oh, Adam, the serpent asked if we had a sunlamp-thingee. The serpent said his friends need a Lot of light." Adam enters the hut carrying a bulky box. "What’s that, Adam?" Eve asks. "Oh, a sunlamp-thingee. The serpent said that he and his friends need a Lot of light, and since we no longer toil in the fields we are getting pale. I decided we could use the sunlamp-thingee after the serpent and his friends leave, Eve. Have the serpent and his friends come out of the guest bedroom yet?" "Only the serpent, Adam — his friends were hungry and the serpent raided the refrigerator-thingee looking for leftovers. I had a bit of trouble shopping." "Trouble shopping, Eve?" "Yeah, Adam. Little birds and lamb were *so* expensive, and I just couldn’t imagine eating the fluffy bunnies. I didn’t know what to purchase. Then I met an eagle outside of Prometheus’ butcher shop who told me about a sale on liver sausage." "Liver sausage, Eve?" "Yes, the eagle told me that Prometheus’ liver sausage was the best, and that the butcher shop was having a sale. I went into Prometheus’ butcher shop, the liver sausage was fresh and inexpensively priced, and I stocked up. Mr. Prometheus did not look well — he wouldn’t move around and he seemed to be in pain. But Mr. Prometheus surely has fresh liver sausage. I’m lucky the eagle told me about the Prometheus liver sausage sale." "Well what did the serpent think about liver sausage, Eve?" "Adam, when I told the serpent that the liver sausage was from Mr. Prometheus the serpent said that was just fine. He took a large chunk of Prometheus liver sausage and went back into the guest bedroom." "Well, that takes care of dinner for the serpent and his friends, Eve. I wonder what they want me to do with this sunlamp-thingee." Adam walks over to the guest bedroom door and knocks. The door opens a crack, giggling is heard from inside the guest bedroom, Adam and the serpent have a quiet conversation, and the door closes. "The serpent said I should leave the sunlamp-thingee by the guest bedroom door — they will take care of it later." Adam looks around
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– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – In article If I hear one more Adam&Eve joke, I think I’ll puke… One day in the Garden of Eden, Eve calls out to God, "Lord, I have a problem!" "What’s the problem, Eve?" "Lord, I know you’ve created me and have provided this beautiful garden and all of these wonderful animals, and that hilarious snake, but I’m just not happy." "Why is that, Eve?" came the reply from above. "Lord, I am lonely. And I’m sick to death of apples." "Well, Eve, in that case, I have a solution. I shall create a man for you." "What’s a ‘man’, Lord?" "This man will be a flawed creature, with aggressive tendencies, an enormous ego and an inability to empathize or listen to you properly. All in all, he’ll give you a hard time. But, he’ll be bigger & faster & more muscular than you. He’ll be really good at fighting and kicking a ball about & hunting fleet-footed ruminants, & not altogether bad in the sack." "Sounds great," says Eve, with an ironically raised eyebrow. "Yeah, well. He’s better than a poke in the eye with a burnt stick. But, you can have him on one condition." "What’s that, Lord?" "You’ll have to let him believe that I made him first." So God is handing out the special abilities. Every creature, great and small, gets some special thing that only it can do. Finally She gets to humans, and says, "Ok. I have this ability to pee standing up. Who wants it?" Adam goes "Oo! Oo! Oo! Me! Pick me! Pick me!" So God says, "Ok, Adam, you got it. All right Eve, it’s the only thing left. I guess you get the multiple orgasms." Several years after the fall Adam and Eve are sitting outside their hut reminescing about ‘the good old days’. "Adam, we *really* had it easy," says Eve. "In the Garden the weather always was mild, the plants and animals were friendly, and free food was *everywhere* for the taking. No work — all we did was dance and play. Now we are cursed with this awful seasonal weather, weeds and nettles choke our fields, we must protect our food from robbers and predators, and we work the fields from dawn to dusk. Furthermore, we have all of these mouths to feed and our children do not respect us." "Yeah, I guess we should have learned to take care of ourselves sooner. Oh look at them apples!" Then Adam smiled, rolled over and drifted into a nap. Eve shakes Adam and says "Adam, wake up honey — I’ve got wonderful news." Adams stirs from his nap. "Huhhh?" "I told the serpent about my unhappiness and he is going to help us out, Adam." "Uhhh, I remember the *last* time the serpent (a-hem) helped us out, Eve." "No, Adam, this is great. The serpent has offered us a mixed blessing — a credit card." Mixed blessing? Credit card? What?" "Adam, a credit card is wonderful! It will be like a return to the Garden. All we have to do is make the mark …" "Make the mark? What is make the mark?" "Adam, the serpent said he would show us how to make the the mark when we sign the contract. But with a credit card all we have to do is make the mark and we get free food, free clothing, free entertainment, whatever we want. It will be like a return to the Garden." "Golly Eve, that credit card sounds great! The serpent *really* wants to help us out this time. I wonder how we will carry all of that free food, free clothing, and other free things that we will get when we make our mark with the credit card?" "I don’t know, Adam. Maybe the serpent has an idea." "Great, Eve. One question, though — why did you call that credit card a mixed blessing?" "Adam, when we sign the contract we also have to sign the deed for our hut over to the serpent …" "Eve, open the hut door. I’m bringing the stereo-thingee in from the back of the SUV. … Golly Eve, having this credit card really is like being back in the Garden — free food, free clothing, an SUV, anything we want. No toiling in the fields, once again we can dance and play, dance and play. I have to admit I was hesitant to sign the deed of the hut over to the serpent, but we still live in the hut — no problem. Eve, open the guest bedroom door — I want to put the stereo-thingee in the guest bedroom." "Uh Adam, we can’t put the stereo-thingee in the guest bedroom." "Why Eve?" "Uh, while you were shopping the serpent came around and said he had no place to stay. He asked if he could stay with us. The guest bedroom is occupied …" "Oh. No problem, Eve, after all the serpent now holds the hut deed. We’ve got the credit card and the serpent is small — he can’t eat much." "Uh Adam, the serpent brought several of his friends to stay with him. They all are living in the guest bedroom …" "Ohhh. Do we know these friends, Eve?" "Uh, no Adam. The serpent says they are travellers passing through town. They only stay a few nights and then they leave, but they will return in the future. The serpent said they have no place to stay and that (a-hem) he owes them a favor." "Ohhh. Well, we have the credit card and I’m sure that the serpent and his friends don’t eat much, Eve. Will I meet them at dinner?" "No Adam. The serpent and his friends have odd schedules — they come and go. The serpent said to leave leftovers in the refrigerator-thingee and they would help themselves." "Ohhh. You’d better make plenty of food, Eve — you know about midnight snackers. What do the serpent and his friends eat?" "Adam, the serpent and his friends eat meat. They particularly like little birds, lamb and fluffy bunnies." "Hmmm — we normally don’t purchase little birds, lamb or fluffy bunnies, Eve — too expensive. But we don’t want to be bad hosts. Make sure that we have plenty of little birds, lamb and fluffy bunnies for the serpent and his friends." "Can do, Adam. And the serpent said that we will meet his friends gradually. The serpent’s friends sleep odd hours and do not travel together. The serpent covered the guest bedroom windows with aluminum foil." "No problem, Eve. The serpent probably has some *very* interesting friends. But what should I do with this stereo-thingee?" "Lay it down and power it up, Adam. The guest bed is squeaking and the guest room windows have been rattling continuously. The noise is driving me crazy. Oh, Adam, the serpent asked if we had a sunlamp-thingee. The serpent said his friends need a Lot of light." Adam enters the hut carrying a bulky box. "What’s that, Adam?" Eve asks. "Oh, a sunlamp-thingee. The serpent said that he and his friends need a Lot of light, and since we no longer toil in the fields we are getting pale. I decided we could use the sunlamp-thingee after the serpent and his friends leave, Eve. Have the serpent and his friends come out of the guest bedroom yet?" "Only the serpent, Adam — his friends were hungry and the serpent raided the refrigerator-thingee looking for leftovers. I had a bit of trouble shopping." "Trouble shopping, Eve?" "Yeah, Adam. Little birds and lamb were *so* expensive, and I just couldn’t imagine eating the fluffy bunnies. I didn’t know what to purchase. Then I met an eagle outside of Prometheus’ butcher shop who told me about a sale on liver sausage." "Liver sausage, Eve?" "Yes, the eagle told me that Prometheus’ liver sausage was the best, and that the butcher shop was having a sale. I went into Prometheus’ butcher shop, the liver sausage was fresh and inexpensively priced, and I stocked up. Mr. Prometheus did not look well — he wouldn’t move around and he seemed to be in pain. But Mr. Prometheus surely has fresh liver sausage. I’m lucky the eagle told me about the Prometheus liver sausage sale." "Well what did the serpent think about liver sausage, Eve?" "Adam, when I told the serpent that the liver sausage was from Mr. Prometheus the serpent said that was just fine. He took a large chunk of Prometheus liver sausage and went back into the guest bedroom." "Well, that takes care of dinner for the serpent and his friends, Eve. I wonder what they want me to do with this sunlamp-thingee." Adam walks over to the guest bedroom door and knocks. The door opens a crack, giggling is heard from inside the guest bedroom, Adam and the serpent have a quiet conversation, and the door closes. "The serpent said I should leave the sunlamp-thingee by the guest bedroom door — they will take care of it later." Adam looks around nonchalantly. "Eve, did you have any trouble with the credit card the serpent gave you?" Eve looks at Adam quizzically. "No Adam, why?" "No problem, Eve," Adam replied. "Everything is just fine. Eve, did you save the receipt from Prometheus’ butcher shop?"
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– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – In article If I hear one more Adam&Eve joke, I think I’ll puke… One day in the Garden of Eden, Eve calls out to God, "Lord, I have a problem!" "What’s the problem, Eve?" "Lord, I know you’ve created me and have provided this beautiful garden and all of these wonderful animals, and that hilarious snake, but I’m just not happy." "Why is that, Eve?" came the reply from above. "Lord, I am lonely. And I’m sick to death of apples." "Well, Eve, in that case, I have a solution. I shall create a man for you." "What’s a ‘man’, Lord?" "This man will be a flawed creature, with aggressive tendencies, an enormous ego and an inability to empathize or listen to you properly. All in all, he’ll give you a hard time. But, he’ll be bigger & faster & more muscular than you. He’ll be really good at fighting and kicking a ball about & hunting fleet-footed ruminants, & not altogether bad in the sack." "Sounds great," says Eve, with an ironically raised eyebrow. "Yeah, well. He’s better than a poke in the eye with a burnt stick. But, you can have him on one condition." "What’s that, Lord?" "You’ll have to let him believe that I made him first." So God is handing out the special abilities. Every creature, great and small, gets some special thing that only it can do. Finally She gets to humans, and says, "Ok. I have this ability to pee standing up. Who wants it?" Adam goes "Oo! Oo! Oo! Me! Pick me! Pick me!" So God says, "Ok, Adam, you got it. All right Eve, it’s the only thing left. I guess you get the multiple orgasms." Several years after the fall Adam and Eve are sitting outside their hut reminescing about ‘the good old days’. "Adam, we *really* had it easy," says Eve. "In the Garden the weather always was mild, the plants and animals were friendly, and free food was *everywhere* for the taking. No work — all we did was dance and play. Now we are cursed with this awful seasonal weather, weeds and nettles choke our fields, we must protect our food from robbers and predators, and we work the fields from dawn to dusk. Furthermore, we have all of these mouths to feed and our children do not respect us." "Yeah, I guess we should have learned to take care of ourselves sooner. Oh look at them apples!" Then Adam smiled, rolled over and drifted into a nap. Eve shakes Adam and says "Adam, wake up honey — I’ve got wonderful news." Adams stirs from his nap. "Huhhh?" "I told the serpent about my unhappiness and he is going to help us out, Adam." "Uhhh, I remember the *last* time the serpent (a-hem) helped us out, Eve." "No, Adam, this is great. The serpent has offered us a mixed blessing — a credit card." Mixed blessing? Credit card? What?" "Adam, a credit card is wonderful! It will be like a return to the Garden. All we have to do is make the mark …" "Make the mark? What is make the mark?" "Adam, the serpent said he would show us how to make the the mark when we sign the contract. But with a credit card all we have to do is make the mark and we get free food, free clothing, free entertainment, whatever we want. It will be like a return to the Garden." "Golly Eve, that credit card sounds great! The serpent *really* wants to help us out this time. I wonder how we will carry all of that free food, free clothing, and other free things that we will get when we make our mark with the credit card?" "I don’t know, Adam. Maybe the serpent has an idea." "Great, Eve. One question, though — why did you call that credit card a mixed blessing?" "Adam, when we sign the contract we also have to sign the deed for our hut over to the serpent …"
"Eve, open the hut door. I’m bringing the stereo-thingee in from the back of the SUV. … Golly Eve, having this credit card really is like being back in the Garden — free food, free clothing, an SUV, anything we want. No toiling in the fields, once again we can dance and play, dance and play. I have to admit I was hesitant to sign the deed of the hut over to the serpent, but we still live in the hut — no problem. Eve, open the guest bedroom door — I want to put the stereo-thingee in the guest bedroom." "Uh Adam, we can’t put the stereo-thingee in the guest bedroom." "Why Eve?" "Uh, while you were shopping the serpent came around and said he had no place to stay. He asked if he could stay with us. The guest bedroom is occupied …" "Oh. No problem, Eve, after all the serpent now holds the hut deed. We’ve got the credit card and the serpent is small — he can’t eat much." "Uh Adam, the serpent brought several of his friends to stay with him. They all are living in the guest bedroom …" "Ohhh. Do we know these friends, Eve?" "Uh, no Adam. The serpent says they are travellers passing through town. They only stay a few nights and then they leave, but they will return in the future. The serpent said they have no place to stay and that (a-hem) he owes them a favor." "Ohhh. Well, we have the credit card and I’m sure that the serpent and his friends don’t eat much, Eve. Will I meet them at dinner?" "No Adam. The serpent and his friends have odd schedules — they come and go. The serpent said to leave leftovers in the refrigerator-thingee and they would help themselves." "Ohhh. You’d better make plenty of food, Eve — you know about midnight snackers. What do the serpent and his friends eat?" "Adam, the serpent and his friends eat meat. They particularly like little birds, lamb and fluffy bunnies." "Hmmm — we normally don’t purchase little birds, lamb or fluffy bunnies, Eve — too expensive. But we don’t want to be bad hosts. Make sure that we have plenty of little birds, lamb and fluffy bunnies for the serpent and his friends." "Can do, Adam. And the serpent said that we will meet his friends gradually. The serpent’s friends sleep odd hours and do not travel together. The serpent covered the guest bedroom windows with aluminum foil." "No problem, Eve. The serpent probably has some *very* interesting friends. But what should I do with this stereo-thingee?" "Lay it down and power it up, Adam. The guest bed is squeaking and the guest room windows have been rattling continuously. The noise is driving me crazy. Oh, Adam, the serpent asked if we had a sunlamp-thingee. The serpent said his friends need a Lot of light." <snip Some people do not agree with my opinions. I am *not* a Wiccan, a witch, a Pagan or a satanist. I am a single man who lives alone in his private home. My home is my sanctuary. Come as a friend or don’t come at all. Moms split. No players in I owns. M-y 0-p-in-i-ons. Richard Ballard MSEE CNA4 KD0AZ — Consultant specializing in computer networks, imaging & security Listed as rjballard in "Friends & Favorites" at www.amazon.com Last review: "Will: The Autobiography of G. Gordon Liddy"
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– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – In article If I hear one more Adam&Eve joke, I think I’ll puke… One day in the Garden of Eden, Eve calls out to God, "Lord, I have a problem!" "What’s the problem, Eve?" "Lord, I know you’ve created me and have provided this beautiful garden and all of these wonderful animals, and that hilarious snake, but I’m just not happy." "Why is that, Eve?" came the reply from above. "Lord, I am lonely. And I’m sick to death of apples." "Well, Eve, in that case, I have a solution. I shall create a man for you." "What’s a ‘man’, Lord?" "This man will be a flawed creature, with aggressive tendencies, an enormous ego and an inability to empathize or listen to you properly. All in all, he’ll give you a hard time. But, he’ll be bigger & faster & more muscular than you. He’ll be really good at fighting and kicking a ball about & hunting fleet-footed ruminants, & not altogether bad in the sack." "Sounds great," says Eve, with an ironically raised eyebrow. "Yeah, well. He’s better than a poke in the eye with a burnt stick. But, you can have him on one condition." "What’s that, Lord?" "You’ll have to let him believe that I made him first." So God is handing out the special abilities. Every creature, great and small, gets some special thing that only it can do. Finally She gets to humans, and says, "Ok. I have this ability to pee standing up. Who wants it?" Adam goes "Oo! Oo! Oo! Me! Pick me! Pick me!" So God says, "Ok, Adam, you got it. All right Eve, it’s the only thing left. I guess you get the multiple orgasms." Several years after the fall Adam and Eve are sitting outside their hut reminescing about ‘the good old days’. "Adam, we *really* had it easy," says Eve. "In the Garden the weather always was mild, the plants and animals were friendly, and free food was *everywhere* for the taking. No work — all we did was dance and play. Now we are cursed with this awful seasonal weather, weeds and nettles choke our fields, we must protect our food from robbers and predators, and we work the fields from dawn to dusk. Furthermore, we have all of these mouths to feed and our children do not respect us." "Yeah, I guess we should have learned to take care of ourselves sooner. Oh look at them apples!" Then Adam smiled, rolled over and drifted into a nap. Eve shakes Adam and says "Adam, wake up honey — I’ve got wonderful news." Adams stirs from his nap. "Huhhh?" "I told the serpent about my unhappiness and he is going to help us out, Adam." "Uhhh, I remember the *last* time the serpent (a-hem) helped us out, Eve." "No, Adam, this is great. The serpent has offered us a mixed blessing — a credit card." Mixed blessing? Credit card? What?" "Adam, a credit card is wonderful! It will be like a return to the Garden. All we have to do is make the mark …" "Make the mark? What is make the mark?" "Adam, the serpent said he would show us how to make the the mark when we sign the contract. But with a credit card all we have to do is make the mark and we get free food, free clothing, free entertainment, whatever we want. It will be like a return to the Garden." "Golly Eve, that credit card sounds great! The serpent *really* wants to help us out this time. I wonder how we will carry all of that free food, free clothing, and other free things that we will get when we make our mark with the credit card?" "I don’t know, Adam. Maybe the serpent has an idea." "Great, Eve. One question, though — why did you call that credit card a mixed blessing?" "Adam, when we sign the contract we also have to sign the deed for our hut over to the serpent …" "Eve, open the hut door. I’m bringing the stereo-thingee in from the back of the SUV. … Golly Eve, having this credit card really is like being back in the Garden — free food, free clothing, an SUV, anything we want. No toiling in the fields, once again we can dance and play, dance and play. I have to admit I was hesitant to sign the deed of the hut over to the serpent, but we still live in the hut — no problem. Eve, open the guest bedroom door — I want to put the stereo-thingee in the guest bedroom." "Uh Adam, we can’t put the stereo-thingee in the guest bedroom." "Why Eve?" "Uh, while you were shopping the serpent came around and said he had no place to stay. He asked if he could stay with us. The guest bedroom is occupied …" "Oh. No problem, Eve, after all the serpent now holds the hut deed. We’ve got the credit card and the serpent is small — he can’t eat much." "Uh Adam, the serpent brought several of his friends to stay with him. They all are living in the guest bedroom …" "Ohhh. Do we know these friends, Eve?" "Uh, no Adam. The serpent says they are travellers passing through town. They only stay a few nights and then they leave, but they will return in the future. The serpent said they have no place to stay and that (a-hem) he owes them a favor." "Ohhh. Well, we have the credit card and I’m sure that the serpent and his friends don’t eat much, Eve. Will I meet them at dinner?" "No Adam. The serpent and his friends have odd schedules — they come and go. The serpent said to leave leftovers in the refrigerator-thingee and they would help themselves." "Ohhh. You’d better make plenty of food, Eve — you know about midnight snackers. What do the serpent and his friends eat?" "Adam, the serpent and his friends eat meat. They particularly like little birds, lamb and fluffy bunnies." "Hmmm — we normally don’t purchase little birds, lamb or fluffy bunnies, Eve — too expensive. But we don’t want to be bad hosts. Make sure that we have plenty of little birds, lamb and fluffy bunnies for the serpent and his friends." "Can do, Adam. And the serpent said that we will meet his friends gradually. The serpent’s friends sleep odd hours and do not travel together. The serpent covered the guest bedroom windows with aluminum foil." "No problem, Eve. The serpent probably has some *very* interesting friends. But what should I do with this stereo-thingee?" "Lay it down and power it up, Adam. The guest bed is squeaking and the guest room windows have been rattling continuously. The noise is driving me crazy. Oh, Adam, the serpent asked if we had a sunlamp-thingee. The serpent said his friends need a Lot of light."
Adam enters the hut carrying a bulky box. "What’s that, Adam?" Eve asks. "Oh, a sunlamp-thingee. The serpent said that he and his friends need a Lot of light, and since we no longer toil in the fields we are getting pale. I decided we could use the sunlamp-thingee after the serpent and his friends leave, Eve. Have the serpent and his friends come out of the guest bedroom yet?" "Only the serpent, Adam — his friends were hungry and the serpent raided the refrigerator-thingee looking for leftovers. I had a bit of trouble shopping." "Trouble shopping, Eve?" "Yeah, Adam. Little birds and lamb were *so* expensive, and I just couldn’t imagine eating the fluffy bunnies. I didn’t know what to purchase. Then I met an eagle outside of Prometheus’ butcher shop who told me about a sale on liver sausage." "Liver sausage, Eve?" "Yes, the eagle told me that Prometheus’ liver sausage was the best, and that the butcher shop was having a sale. I went into Prometheus’ butcher shop, the liver sausage was fresh and inexpensively priced, and I stocked up. Mr. Prometheus did not look well — he wouldn’t move around and he seemed to be in pain. But Mr. Prometheus surely has fresh liver sausage. I’m lucky the eagle told me about the Prometheus liver sausage sale." "Well what did the serpent think about liver sausage, Eve?" "Adam, when I told the serpent that the liver sausage was from Mr. Prometheus the serpent said that was just fine. He took a large chunk of Prometheus liver sausage and went back into the guest bedroom." "Well, that takes care of dinner for the serpent and his friends, Eve. I wonder what they want me to do with this sunlamp-thingee." Adam walks over to the guest bedroom door and knocks. The door opens a crack, giggling is heard from inside the guest bedroom, Adam and the serpent have a quiet conversation, and the door closes. "The serpent said I should leave the sunlamp-thingee by the guest bedroom door — they will take care of it later." Adam looks around nonchalantly. "Eve, did you have any trouble with the credit card the serpent gave you?" Eve looks at Adam quizzically. "No Adam, why?" "No problem, Eve," Adam replied. "Everything is just fine. Eve, did you save the receipt from Prometheus’ butcher shop?" <snip Some people do not agree with my opinions. I am *not* a Wiccan, a witch, a Pagan or a satanist. I am a single man who lives alone in his private home. My home is my sanctuary. Come as a friend or don’t come at all. Moms split. No players in I owns. M-y 0-p-in-i-ons. Richard Ballard MSEE CNA4 KD0AZ — Consultant specializing in computer networks, imaging & security … read more »
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– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – In article If I hear one more Adam&Eve joke, I think I’ll puke… One day in the Garden of Eden, Eve calls out to God, "Lord, I have a problem!" "What’s the problem, Eve?" "Lord, I know you’ve created me and have provided this beautiful garden and all of these wonderful animals, and that hilarious snake, but I’m just not happy." "Why is that, Eve?" came the reply from above. "Lord, I am lonely. And I’m sick to death of apples." "Well, Eve, in that case, I have a solution. I shall create a man for you." "What’s a ‘man’, Lord?" "This man will be a flawed creature, with aggressive tendencies, an enormous ego and an inability to empathize or listen to you properly. All in all, he’ll give you a hard time. But, he’ll be bigger & faster & more muscular than you. He’ll be really good at fighting and kicking a ball about & hunting fleet-footed ruminants, & not altogether bad in the sack." "Sounds great," says Eve, with an ironically raised eyebrow. "Yeah, well. He’s better than a poke in the eye with a burnt stick. But, you can have him on one condition." "What’s that, Lord?" "You’ll have to let him believe that I made him first." So God is handing out the special abilities. Every creature, great and small, gets some special thing that only it can do. Finally She gets to humans, and says, "Ok. I have this ability to pee standing up. Who wants it?" Adam goes "Oo! Oo! Oo! Me! Pick me! Pick me!" So God says, "Ok, Adam, you got it. All right Eve, it’s the only thing left. I guess you get the multiple orgasms." Several years after the fall Adam and Eve are sitting outside their hut reminescing about ‘the good old days’. "Adam, we *really* had it easy," says Eve. "In the Garden the weather always was mild, the plants and animals were friendly, and free food was *everywhere* for the taking. No work — all we did was dance and play. Now we are cursed with this awful seasonal weather, weeds and nettles choke our fields, we must protect our food from robbers and predators, and we work the fields from dawn to dusk. Furthermore, we have all of these mouths to feed and our children do not respect us." "Yeah, I guess we should have learned to take care of ourselves sooner. Oh look at them apples!" Then Adam smiled, rolled over and drifted into a nap.
Eve shakes Adam and says "Adam, wake up honey — I’ve got wonderful news." Adams stirs from his nap. "Huhhh?" "I told the serpent about my unhappiness and he is going to help us out, Adam." "Uhhh, I remember the *last* time the serpent (a-hem) helped us out, Eve." "No, Adam, this is great. The serpent has offered us a mixed blessing — a credit card." Mixed blessing? Credit card? What?" "Adam, a credit card is wonderful! It will be like a return to the Garden. All we have to do is make the mark …" "Make the mark? What is make the mark?" "Adam, the serpent said he would show us how to make the the mark when we sign the contract. But with a credit card all we have to do is make the mark and we get free food, free clothing, free entertainment, whatever we want. It will be like a return to the Garden." "Golly Eve, that credit card sounds great! The serpent *really* wants to help us out this time. I wonder how we will carry all of that free food, free clothing, and other free things that we will get when we make our mark with the credit card?" "I don’t know, Adam. Maybe the serpent has an idea." "Great, Eve. One question, though — why did you call that credit card a mixed blessing?" "Adam, when we sign the contract we also have to sign the deed for our hut over to the serpent …" <snip Some people do not agree with my opinions. I am *not* a Wiccan, a witch, a Pagan or a satanist. I am a single man who lives alone in his private home. My home is my sanctuary. Come as a friend or don’t come at all. Moms split. No players in I owns. M-y 0-p-in-i-ons. Richard Ballard MSEE CNA4 KD0AZ — Consultant specializing in computer networks, imaging & security Listed as rjballard in "Friends & Favorites" at www.amazon.com Last review: "Will: The Autobiography of G. Gordon Liddy"
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(She Devil With A Rubber Chicken) writes: – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – If I hear one more Adam&Eve joke, I think I’ll puke… One day in the Garden of Eden, Eve calls out to God, "Lord, I have a problem!" "What’s the problem, Eve?" "Lord, I know you’ve created me and have provided this beautiful garden and all of these wonderful animals, and that hilarious snake, but I’m just not happy." "Why is that, Eve?" came the reply from above. "Lord, I am lonely. And I’m sick to death of apples." "Well, Eve, in that case, I have a solution. I shall create a man for you." "What’s a ‘man’, Lord?" "This man will be a flawed creature, with aggressive tendencies, an enormous ego and an inability to empathize or listen to you properly. All in all, he’ll give you a hard time. But, he’ll be bigger & faster & more muscular than you. He’ll be really good at fighting and kicking a ball about & hunting fleet-footed ruminants, & not altogether bad in the sack." "Sounds great," says Eve, with an ironically raised eyebrow. "Yeah, well. He’s better than a poke in the eye with a burnt stick. But, you can have him on one condition." "What’s that, Lord?" "You’ll have to let him believe that I made him first." So God is handing out the special abilities. Every creature, great and small, gets some special thing that only it can do. Finally She gets to humans, and says, "Ok. I have this ability to pee standing up. Who wants it?" Adam goes "Oo! Oo! Oo! Me! Pick me! Pick me!" So God says, "Ok, Adam, you got it. All right Eve, it’s the only thing left. I guess you get the multiple orgasms."
Several years after the fall Adam and Eve are sitting outside their hut reminescing about ‘the good old days’. "Adam, we *really* had easy," says Eve. "In the Garden the weather always was mild, the plants and animals were friendly, and free food was *everywhere* for the taking. No work — all we did was dance and play. Now we are cursed with this awful seasonal weather, weeds and nettles choke our fields, we must protect our food from robbers and predators, and we work the fields from dawn to dusk. Furthermore, we have all of these mouths to feed and our children do not respect us." "Yeah, I guess we should have learned to take care of ourselves sooner. Oh look at them apples!" Then Adam smiled, rolled over and drifted into a nap. <snip Some people do not agree with my opinions. I am *not* a Wiccan, a witch, a Pagan or a satanist. I am a single man who lives alone in his private home. My home is my sanctuary. Come as a friend or don’t come at all. Moms split. No players in I owns. M-y 0-p-in-i-ons. Richard Ballard MSEE CNA4 KD0AZ — Consultant specializing in computer networks, imaging & security Listed as rjballard in "Friends & Favorites" at www.amazon.com Last review: "Will: The Autobiography of G. Gordon Liddy"
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OK forgive me if I am missing something but why does it matter what a person’s sexual preference is. a Druid is a Druid, A witch a witch and a shaman a shaman. So why is it neccesary for this to be posted. I have a wife and four children but didtn find it neccesary to introduce that to this group when I joined or when I usually share something (this time excluded)
It’s a troll. Ignore it, and it will pass. – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – I am gay, and a pagan and shaman. My focus of course is on our sexual minorities. Also, the lack of any queer presence in pagan/shaman newsgroups is deplorable; thus I feel an ethical duty to make my own queer presence known, on a frequent basis. (Something’s rotten in pagan Denmark, and I KNOW it’s all this unadmitted homophobia running a nasty streak through most alternative groups.) The following is my latest channeling re. this issue. Enjoy! (Unless you are a closet or openly homophobe, in which case I wish you only ill.) I offer a more radical perspective for those queers who crave liberation. The following two recent e-mails (identity of Angela is concealed by this pseudonym) are no exception. Consider them a yummy desert from your usual meal of hypocrisy, terror, frustration, and tragedy: —begin missives: Received: 11/29/02 Then Adam asked, "What can I get for a rib?" The rest is history…. It is time to drop heterocentric humor (and worship), and stop ignoring the other sexual groups, particularly gays and transexuals. So while of course it’s a "cute" joke, it is also a meme to implant hetero dogma. We need to create and spread memes that recognize and honor sexual minorities, for a change. Dang it, let’s here about Adam and Steve for a change. If I hear one more Adam&Eve joke, I think I’ll puke…same goes for any OTHER (pro-) hetero joke! So I would be dishonest if I said that I really enjoy these hetero jokes…which have been going on for centuries, this same old hetero role-playing that pretends to honor women, but really is a pressure valve to allow women to more readily accept male supremacy (which is of course a terrible illusion; same goes for heterosexuality). So straight people (or as we queers call ‘em "str8s") need to include gay-friendly humor; instead of this continued bashing of gays by spreading anti-gay, bigoted jokes. After all, straights make jokes about all other minorities…and by excluding gays, this helps keep us invisible to the majority…and by telling only BAD jokes about gays, makes things even worse. Whenever a str8 person says "Wanna hear a gay joke?", 19 times out of 20 you can be assured that it’s really a hate- speech meme. An example is the following signature I often come across, in hetero e-mail: "Silly faggot, dicks are for chicks." Not only does this degrade us gays, but assumes women are also inferior, and mere sex objects for hetero men. Now here’s an example of a truly gay-friendly joke that heteros can share (and which I made up, as I don’t think anyone else is doing this; or at least I haven’t come across any that did not originate from yours truly): "There’s a little homo in every homo sapiens." (But Goddess forbid that too many heteros would actually start cracking gay jokes that are PRO instead of ANTI.) To balance things out, I have been creating more and more anti-hetero jokes that have some of the evil bite so many "gay" jokes have: "Let’s secede from those who breed, Make it sin to *not waste seed!" and: "I’d walk a mile for a camel, two for a sheep or goat, and three for a boy." —old Muslim saying You see, most heteros are so full of themselves, they won’t TOLERATE any such jokes…though they crack all kinds of evil jokes about gays, women, and all other oppressed groups…jokes which AFFIRM such oppression. (Not that queers can be racist, misogynist, too…I’m mostly focusing on the gay issue.) As a mirror shaman, I reflect back samples of their evil…and they scream and cry like little spoiled brats. Well, if they can’t take the heat (that they dish out), then they ought to get out of the planet, er…kitchen. Don’t tell me heteros shouldn’t be made fun of…are they some sort of sacred cow, while everyone else (read "non- heteros" and "non-males") is fair game? Time for heteros to join their own world; and see just how much fun we can have at THEIR expense. By "hetero" I mean "heterocentric" (or "heterosexist" or "heterosupremacist"), not "heterosexual". I believe that homophobia has been such a prolonged evil, that the few good heteros in this world ought to come up with a NEW term for their sexuality, that would distinguish them from the hetero bullies (who are the majority, still, in this nation and many, many others). The following is another pro-queer meme, in essay form (when I say "meme" I don’t mean the entire essay, for memes must be brief…I mean there are one or meme phrases planted within the writing…and memes can also be IDEAS generated by a longer piece of writing): THE ORIGINAL SIN: HETEROSEXUALITY www.gay-bible.org/write/4_original.htm Angela, I encourage you to share this message with others in your circles…it’s time to not ignore the gay issue, but include it in our family of conspiracy theorists and paranormal enthusiasts. So feel free to forward this around, as you do other subjects. Do not take this personally, I am venting as well as informing. I wouldn’t do this, if I did not regard you as one of the great spirits in this world. And thank Hera for that, I say! P.S.: I think I’ll include this message in my list of essays on my website…using a pseudonym like "Angela" instead of "xxxxxx" (to protect your privacy, while acknowledging your angelic self). Received: 11/29/02 So sad about the killing. I’m rather joyful myself. Usually, it’s the gay guy who gets killed for not going back into the closet. I am supporting this guy, with my letters. The outrage is just too much for us queers to take this crap any more. Finally, a known homophobe gets a taste of what we gays have been putting up with for centuries: sheer terror, death threats, bashings, and killings. Let this man’s outraged response (probably after months, maybe years, of "sweet natured" lecturing by this "well-meaning" lady…who is NOT a good Xian by any means. Let her stand for the symbol of ALL hetero thugs: Next time it might be them)! Now both lives are destroyed! Nope, just hers. The guy’s alive, and is receiving much support from our community. Every gay should stand up and tell the world that it is a usually matter of nature, not nurture that brings about the lifestyle of the gay. Str8s created this evil, str8s are the ones to be told this, not gays. On top of all this evil, you expect us to assume RESPONSIBILITY for the murderers? That’s blaming the victim. How much education should women be obligated to do, to those men who raped them? If a woman should kill a man who keeps stalking her, sure it’s a crime…but aggravated assault can be considered in such cases, thus lowering the crime from homicide to self defense. No, we are at war now, for sure. We have neither time nor space for lukewarm soldiers. That might put it all into prospective. No it might not. It’s already been tried many times over to maximum effect. But still, the ‘phobes continue to thrive and bash. Why such outrage when one of ‘em suffers the same fate that millions of queers suffer now, around the world, and have suffered for many centuries? Where’s the outrage by this woman’s hetero friends, for her nagging and nagging about how evil this young man is? Why didn’t they ever bother to correct her, and make amends with this young man? Don’t you see that they all FED INTO THIS SCENARIO, by regarding her as God’s Angel, and the boy as lost in the Devil? Just because the devil wears a sweet face and is female, does not mean the troops should lower their guard. In fact, this is one clever method Evil uses to infiltrate our troops…with gay-friendly heteros like yourself who distract our soldiers by engaging us in what we SHOULD and SHOULDN’T do. You are still in transition, Angela, in becoming part of our queer family…and the things you need to learn still will eventually make you realize the wrongfulness of your approach. That’s why I suggested in a past conversation, that you withhold your opinions as you keep your ears, mind and heart open to those gays who have befriended you? Homophobes are as evil as Nazis: we should give them no quarter in which to speak or act hatefully against gays. Do not be fooled by old ladies of KKKristian persuasion. Gays have much to offer the world. Now that all our munitions are well stocked, yes, I agree. But as long as gays are recognised as deliberately sinful
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Bah! Lush – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – If I hear one more Adam&Eve joke, I think I’ll puke… One day in the Garden of Eden, Eve calls out to God, "Lord, I have a problem!" "What’s the problem, Eve?" "Lord, I know you’ve created me and have provided this beautiful garden and all of these wonderful animals, and that hilarious snake, but I’m just not happy." "Why is that, Eve?" came the reply from above. "Lord, I am lonely. And I’m sick to death of apples." "Well, Eve, in that case, I have a solution. I shall create a man for you." "What’s a ‘man’, Lord?" "This man will be a flawed creature, with aggressive tendencies, an enormous ego and an inability to empathize or listen to you properly. All in all, he’ll give you a hard time. But, he’ll be bigger & faster & more muscular than you. He’ll be really good at fighting and kicking a ball about & hunting fleet-footed ruminants, & not altogether bad in the sack." "Sounds great," says Eve, with an ironically raised eyebrow. "Yeah, well. He’s better than a poke in the eye with a burnt stick. But, you can have him on one condition." "What’s that, Lord?" "You’ll have to let him believe that I made him first." So God is handing out the special abilities. Every creature, great and small, gets some special thing that only it can do. Finally She gets to humans, and says, "Ok. I have this ability to pee standing up. Who wants it?" Adam goes "Oo! Oo! Oo! Me! Pick me! Pick me!" So God says, "Ok, Adam, you got it. All right Eve, it’s the only thing left. I guess you get the multiple orgasms." — Those who beat their swords | Do NOT taunt ^ /o into plowshares today ][ | Really Jazzed |/v/--- -== will surely plow tomorrow ======]o[///{O | Newlywed NYC b ^ | | for those who don't! ][ | Valkyrie! | / V
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To balance things out, I have been creating more and more anti-hetero jokes that have some of the evil bite so many "gay" jokes have: "I'd walk a mile for a camel, two for a sheep or goat, and three for a boy." ---old Muslim saying
OK Zeke, ya lost me. How is the above an "anti-hetero" Joke? Joe
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OK forgive me if I am missing something but why does it matter what a person's sexual preference is. a Druid is a Druid, A witch a witch and a shaman a shaman. So why is it neccesary for this to be posted. I have a wife and four children but didtn find it neccesary to introduce that to this group when I joined or when I usually share something (this time excluded) - Hide quoted text -- Show quoted text - I am gay, and a pagan and shaman. My focus of course is on our sexual minorities. Also, the lack of any queer presence in pagan/shaman newsgroups is deplorable; thus I feel an ethical duty to make my own queer presence known, on a frequent basis. (Something's rotten in pagan Denmark, and I KNOW it's all this unadmitted homophobia running a nasty streak through most alternative groups.) The following is my latest channeling re. this issue. Enjoy! (Unless you are a closet or openly homophobe, in which case I wish you only ill.) I offer a more radical perspective for those queers who crave liberation. The following two recent e-mails (identity of Angela is concealed by this pseudonym) are no exception. Consider them a yummy desert from your usual meal of hypocrisy, terror, frustration, and tragedy: ---begin missives: Received: 11/29/02 Then Adam asked, "What can I get for a rib?" The rest is history.... It is time to drop heterocentric humor (and worship), and stop ignoring the other sexual groups, particularly gays and transexuals. So while of course it's a "cute" joke, it is also a meme to implant hetero dogma. We need to create and spread memes that recognize and honor sexual minorities, for a change. Dang it, let's here about Adam and Steve for a change. If I hear one more Adam&Eve joke, I think I'll puke...same goes for any OTHER (pro-) hetero joke! So I would be dishonest if I said that I really enjoy these hetero jokes...which have been going on for centuries, this same old hetero role-playing that pretends to honor women, but really is a pressure valve to allow women to more readily accept male supremacy (which is of course a terrible illusion; same goes for heterosexuality). So straight people (or as we queers call 'em "str8s") need to include gay-friendly humor; instead of this continued bashing of gays by spreading anti-gay, bigoted jokes. After all, straights make jokes about all other minorities...and by excluding gays, this helps keep us invisible to the majority...and by telling only BAD jokes about gays, makes things even worse. Whenever a str8 person says "Wanna hear a gay joke?", 19 times out of 20 you can be assured that it's really a hate- speech meme. An example is the following signature I often come across, in hetero e-mail: "Silly faggot, dicks are for chicks." Not only does this degrade us gays, but assumes women are also inferior, and mere sex objects for hetero men. Now here's an example of a truly gay-friendly joke that heteros can share (and which I made up, as I don't think anyone else is doing this; or at least I haven't come across any that did not originate from yours truly): "There's a little homo in every homo sapiens." (But Goddess forbid that too many heteros would actually start cracking gay jokes that are PRO instead of ANTI.) To balance things out, I have been creating more and more anti-hetero jokes that have some of the evil bite so many "gay" jokes have: "Let's secede from those who breed, Make it sin to *not waste seed!" and: "I'd walk a mile for a camel, two for a sheep or goat, and three for a boy." ---old Muslim saying You see, most heteros are so full of themselves, they won't TOLERATE any such jokes...though they crack all kinds of evil jokes about gays, women, and all other oppressed groups...jokes which AFFIRM such oppression. (Not that queers can be racist, misogynist, too...I'm mostly focusing on the gay issue.) As a mirror shaman, I reflect back samples of their evil...and they scream and cry like little spoiled brats. Well, if they can't take the heat (that they dish out), then they ought to get out of the planet, er...kitchen. Don't tell me heteros shouldn't be made fun of...are they some sort of sacred cow, while everyone else (read "non- heteros" and "non-males") is fair game? Time for heteros to join their own world; and see just how much fun we can have at THEIR expense. By "hetero" I mean "heterocentric" (or "heterosexist" or "heterosupremacist"), not "heterosexual". I believe that homophobia has been such a prolonged evil, that the few good heteros in this world ought to come up with a NEW term for their sexuality, that would distinguish them from the hetero bullies (who are the majority, still, in this nation and many, many others). The following is another pro-queer meme, in essay form (when I say "meme" I don't mean the entire essay, for memes must be brief...I mean there are one or meme phrases planted within the writing...and memes can also be IDEAS generated by a longer piece of writing): THE ORIGINAL SIN: HETEROSEXUALITY www.gay-bible.org/write/4_original.htm Angela, I encourage you to share this message with others in your circles...it's time to not ignore the gay issue, but include it in our family of conspiracy theorists and paranormal enthusiasts. So feel free to forward this around, as you do other subjects. Do not take this personally, I am venting as well as informing. I wouldn't do this, if I did not regard you as one of the great spirits in this world. And thank Hera for that, I say! P.S.: I think I'll include this message in my list of essays on my website...using a pseudonym like "Angela" instead of "xxxxxx" (to protect your privacy, while acknowledging your angelic self). Received: 11/29/02 So sad about the killing. I'm rather joyful myself. Usually, it's the gay guy who gets killed for not going back into the closet. I am supporting this guy, with my letters. The outrage is just too much for us queers to take this crap any more. Finally, a known homophobe gets a taste of what we gays have been putting up with for centuries: sheer terror, death threats, bashings, and killings. Let this man's outraged response (probably after months, maybe years, of "sweet natured" lecturing by this "well-meaning" lady...who is NOT a good Xian by any means. Let her stand for the symbol of ALL hetero thugs: Next time it might be them)! Now both lives are destroyed! Nope, just hers. The guy's alive, and is receiving much support from our community. Every gay should stand up and tell the world that it is a usually matter of nature, not nurture that brings about the lifestyle of the gay. Str8s created this evil, str8s are the ones to be told this, not gays. On top of all this evil, you expect us to assume RESPONSIBILITY for the murderers? That's blaming the victim. How much education should women be obligated to do, to those men who raped them? If a woman should kill a man who keeps stalking her, sure it's a crime...but aggravated assault can be considered in such cases, thus lowering the crime from homicide to self defense. No, we are at war now, for sure. We have neither time nor space for lukewarm soldiers. That might put it all into prospective. No it might not. It's already been tried many times over to maximum effect. But still, the 'phobes continue to thrive and bash. Why such outrage when one of 'em suffers the same fate that millions of queers suffer now, around the world, and have suffered for many centuries? Where's the outrage by this woman's hetero friends, for her nagging and nagging about how evil this young man is? Why didn't they ever bother to correct her, and make amends with this young man? Don't you see that they all FED INTO THIS SCENARIO, by regarding her as God's Angel, and the boy as lost in the Devil? Just because the devil wears a sweet face and is female, does not mean the troops should lower their guard. In fact, this is one clever method Evil uses to infiltrate our troops...with gay-friendly heteros like yourself who distract our soldiers by engaging us in what we SHOULD and SHOULDN'T do. You are still in transition, Angela, in becoming part of our queer family...and the things you need to learn still will eventually make you realize the wrongfulness of your approach. That's why I suggested in a past conversation, that you withhold your opinions as you keep your ears, mind and heart open to those gays who have befriended you? Homophobes are as evil as Nazis: we should give them no quarter in which to speak or act hatefully against gays. Do not be fooled by old ladies of KKKristian persuasion. Gays have much to offer the world. Now that all our munitions are well stocked, yes, I agree. But as long as gays are recognised as deliberately sinful Etc. etc. I have no time to engage in such debates...just as Churchill had no time for discussing with people who believed that Hitler really isn't a danger. Ignorance holds no boundaries. Including your own. You are still possessed by some of the anti-gay brainwashing that has been inculcated to your, since childhood. Once again we all lose. No, this time it's a strike for gay people. As I concluded some years back: the only education bullies respect and acknowledge, is pain. Which is nothing more than giving BACK some of what they dish out to queers
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Bah! There's plenty of other queers on pagan usenet. fOtty's been trying to suck my cock for years. It's great to see you pursuing liberation but you should be careful about re-inforcing your feelings of terror, frustration, and tragedy. I feel no such insecurity. Lush - Hide quoted text -- Show quoted text - I am gay, and a pagan and shaman. My focus of course is on our sexual minorities. Also, the lack of any queer presence in pagan/shaman newsgroups is deplorable; thus I feel an ethical duty to make my own queer presence known, on a frequent basis. (Something's rotten in pagan Denmark, and I KNOW it's all this unadmitted homophobia running a nasty streak through most alternative groups.) The following is my latest channeling re. this issue. Enjoy! (Unless you are a closet or openly homophobe, in which case I wish you only ill.) I offer a more radical perspective for those queers who crave liberation. The following two recent e-mails (identity of Angela is concealed by this pseudonym) are no exception. Consider them a yummy desert from your usual meal of hypocrisy, terror, frustration, and tragedy: ---begin missives: Received: 11/29/02 Then Adam asked, "What can I get for a rib?" The rest is history.... It is time to drop heterocentric humor (and worship), and stop ignoring the other sexual groups, particularly gays and transexuals. So while of course it's a "cute" joke, it is also a meme to implant hetero dogma. We need to create and spread memes that recognize and honor sexual minorities, for a change. Dang it, let's here about Adam and Steve for a change. If I hear one more Adam&Eve joke, I think I'll puke...same goes for any OTHER (pro-) hetero joke! So I would be dishonest if I said that I really enjoy these hetero jokes...which have been going on for centuries, this same old hetero role-playing that pretends to honor women, but really is a pressure valve to allow women to more readily accept male supremacy (which is of course a terrible illusion; same goes for heterosexuality). So straight people (or as we queers call 'em "str8s") need to include gay-friendly humor; instead of this continued bashing of gays by spreading anti-gay, bigoted jokes. After all, straights make jokes about all other minorities...and by excluding gays, this helps keep us invisible to the majority...and by telling only BAD jokes about gays, makes things even worse. Whenever a str8 person says "Wanna hear a gay joke?", 19 times out of 20 you can be assured that it's really a hate- speech meme. An example is the following signature I often come across, in hetero e-mail: "Silly faggot, dicks are for chicks." Not only does this degrade us gays, but assumes women are also inferior, and mere sex objects for hetero men. Now here's an example of a truly gay-friendly joke that heteros can share (and which I made up, as I don't think anyone else is doing this; or at least I haven't come across any that did not originate from yours truly): "There's a little homo in every homo sapiens." (But Goddess forbid that too many heteros would actually start cracking gay jokes that are PRO instead of ANTI.) To balance things out, I have been creating more and more anti-hetero jokes that have some of the evil bite so many "gay" jokes have: "Let's secede from those who breed, Make it sin to *not waste seed!" and: "I'd walk a mile for a camel, two for a sheep or goat, and three for a boy." ---old Muslim saying You see, most heteros are so full of themselves, they won't TOLERATE any such jokes...though they crack all kinds of evil jokes about gays, women, and all other oppressed groups...jokes which AFFIRM such oppression. (Not that queers can be racist, misogynist, too...I'm mostly focusing on the gay issue.) As a mirror shaman, I reflect back samples of their evil...and they scream and cry like little spoiled brats. Well, if they can't take the heat (that they dish out), then they ought to get out of the planet, er...kitchen. Don't tell me heteros shouldn't be made fun of...are they some sort of sacred cow, while everyone else (read "non- heteros" and "non-males") is fair game? Time for heteros to join their own world; and see just how much fun we can have at THEIR expense. By "hetero" I mean "heterocentric" (or "heterosexist" or "heterosupremacist"), not "heterosexual". I believe that homophobia has been such a prolonged evil, that the few good heteros in this world ought to come up with a NEW term for their sexuality, that would distinguish them from the hetero bullies (who are the majority, still, in this nation and many, many others). The following is another pro-queer meme, in essay form (when I say "meme" I don't mean the entire essay, for memes must be brief...I mean there are one or meme phrases planted within the writing...and memes can also be IDEAS generated by a longer piece of writing): THE ORIGINAL SIN: HETEROSEXUALITY www.gay-bible.org/write/4_original.htm Angela, I encourage you to share this message with others in your circles...it's time to not ignore the gay issue, but include it in our family of conspiracy theorists and paranormal enthusiasts. So feel free to forward this around, as you do other subjects. Do not take this personally, I am venting as well as informing. I wouldn't do this, if I did not regard you as one of the great spirits in this world. And thank Hera for that, I say! P.S.: I think I'll include this message in my list of essays on my website...using a pseudonym like "Angela" instead of "xxxxxx" (to protect your privacy, while acknowledging your angelic self). Received: 11/29/02 So sad about the killing. I'm rather joyful myself. Usually, it's the gay guy who gets killed for not going back into the closet. I am supporting this guy, with my letters. The outrage is just too much for us queers to take this crap any more. Finally, a known homophobe gets a taste of what we gays have been putting up with for centuries: sheer terror, death threats, bashings, and killings. Let this man's outraged response (probably after months, maybe years, of "sweet natured" lecturing by this "well-meaning" lady...who is NOT a good Xian by any means. Let her stand for the symbol of ALL hetero thugs: Next time it might be them)! Now both lives are destroyed! Nope, just hers. The guy's alive, and is receiving much support from our community. Every gay should stand up and tell the world that it is a usually matter of nature, not nurture that brings about the lifestyle of the gay. Str8s created this evil, str8s are the ones to be told this, not gays. On top of all this evil, you expect us to assume RESPONSIBILITY for the murderers? That's blaming the victim. How much education should women be obligated to do, to those men who raped them? If a woman should kill a man who keeps stalking her, sure it's a crime...but aggravated assault can be considered in such cases, thus lowering the crime from homicide to self defense. No, we are at war now, for sure. We have neither time nor space for lukewarm soldiers. That might put it all into prospective. No it might not. It's already been tried many times over to maximum effect. But still, the 'phobes continue to thrive and bash. Why such outrage when one of 'em suffers the same fate that millions of queers suffer now, around the world, and have suffered for many centuries? Where's the outrage by this woman's hetero friends, for her nagging and nagging about how evil this young man is? Why didn't they ever bother to correct her, and make amends with this young man? Don't you see that they all FED INTO THIS SCENARIO, by regarding her as God's Angel, and the boy as lost in the Devil? Just because the devil wears a sweet face and is female, does not mean the troops should lower their guard. In fact, this is one clever method Evil uses to infiltrate our troops...with gay-friendly heteros like yourself who distract our soldiers by engaging us in what we SHOULD and SHOULDN'T do. You are still in transition, Angela, in becoming part of our queer family...and the things you need to learn still will eventually make you realize the wrongfulness of your approach. That's why I suggested in a past conversation, that you withhold your opinions as you keep your ears, mind and heart open to those gays who have befriended you? Homophobes are as evil as Nazis: we should give them no quarter in which to speak or act hatefully against gays. Do not be fooled by old ladies of KKKristian persuasion. Gays have much to offer the world. Now that all our munitions are well stocked, yes, I agree. But as long as gays are recognised as deliberately sinful Etc. etc. I have no time to engage in such debates...just as Churchill had no time for discussing with people who believed that Hitler really isn't a danger. Ignorance holds no boundaries. Including your own. You are still possessed by some of the anti-gay brainwashing that has been inculcated to your, since childhood. Once again we all lose. No, this time it's a strike for gay people. As I concluded some years back: the only education bullies respect and acknowledge, is pain. Which is nothing more than giving BACK some of what they dish out to queers constantly (bashing, murder, villification, job loss, family rejection, and sometimes
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- Hide quoted text -- Show quoted text - If I hear one more Adam&Eve joke, I think I'll puke... One day in the Garden of Eden, Eve calls out to God, "Lord, I have a problem!" "What's the problem, Eve?" "Lord, I know you've created me and have provided this beautiful garden and all of these wonderful animals, and that hilarious snake, but I'm just not happy." "Why is that, Eve?" came the reply from above. "Lord, I am lonely. And I'm sick to death of apples." "Well, Eve, in that case, I have a solution. I shall create a man for you." "What's a 'man', Lord?" "This man will be a flawed creature, with aggressive tendencies, an enormous ego and an inability to empathize or listen to you properly. All in all, he'll give you a hard time. But, he'll be bigger & faster & more muscular than you. He'll be really good at fighting and kicking a ball about & hunting fleet-footed ruminants, & not altogether bad in the sack." "Sounds great," says Eve, with an ironically raised eyebrow. "Yeah, well. He's better than a poke in the eye with a burnt stick. But, you can have him on one condition." "What's that, Lord?" "You'll have to let him believe that I made him first." So God is handing out the special abilities. Every creature, great and small, gets some special thing that only it can do. Finally She gets to humans, and says, "Ok. I have this ability to pee standing up. Who wants it?" Adam goes "Oo! Oo! Oo! Me! Pick me! Pick me!" So God says, "Ok, Adam, you got it. All right Eve, it's the only thing left. I guess you get the multiple orgasms."
God said unto Adam " You have been quiet lately - is there something wrong? Adam said he didn't have anyone to talk to. So God said that He would make him a companion and that it would be a woman. And God said "A woman will gather food for you, cook for you and when you discover clothing, she will wash it for you. She will always agree with every decision you make. She will bear children and never ask you to get up in the middle of the night to take care of them. She will not nag you and will always be the first to admit she was wrong when you have a disagreement. She will never get a headache and will freely give you love and passion whenever you want" Adam asked "What will it cost me?" God replied "An arm and a leg" Adam asked "What can I get for a rib?" THE REST IS HISTORY. - Joseph Bearwalker Wilson, Witch Doctor http://www.josephbwilson.com/ http://www.1734.ws http://www.metista.com
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- Hide quoted text -- Show quoted text - If I hear one more Adam&Eve joke, I think I'll puke... One day in the Garden of Eden, Eve calls out to God, "Lord, I have a problem!" "What's the problem, Eve?" "Lord, I know you've created me and have provided this beautiful garden and all of these wonderful animals, and that hilarious snake, but I'm just not happy." "Why is that, Eve?" came the reply from above. "Lord, I am lonely. And I'm sick to death of apples." "Well, Eve, in that case, I have a solution. I shall create a man for you." "What's a 'man', Lord?" "This man will be a flawed creature, with aggressive tendencies, an enormous ego and an inability to empathize or listen to you properly. All in all, he'll give you a hard time. But, he'll be bigger & faster & more muscular than you. He'll be really good at fighting and kicking a ball about & hunting fleet-footed ruminants, & not altogether bad in the sack." "Sounds great," says Eve, with an ironically raised eyebrow. "Yeah, well. He's better than a poke in the eye with a burnt stick. But, you can have him on one condition." "What's that, Lord?" "You'll have to let him believe that I made him first."
So God is handing out the special abilities. Every creature, great and small, gets some special thing that only it can do. Finally She gets to humans, and says, "Ok. I have this ability to pee standing up. Who wants it?" Adam goes "Oo! Oo! Oo! Me! Pick me! Pick me!" So God says, "Ok, Adam, you got it. All right Eve, it's the only thing left. I guess you get the multiple orgasms." -- Those who beat their swords | Do NOT taunt ^ /o into plowshares today ][ | Really Jazzed |/v/--- -== will surely plow tomorrow ======]o[///{O | Newlywed NYC b ^ | | for those who don't! ][ | Valkyrie! | / V
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If I hear one more Adam&Eve joke, I think I’ll puke…
One day in the Garden of Eden, Eve calls out to God, "Lord, I have a problem!" "What’s the problem, Eve?" "Lord, I know you’ve created me and have provided this beautiful garden and all of these wonderful animals, and that hilarious snake, but I’m just not happy." "Why is that, Eve?" came the reply from above. "Lord, I am lonely. And I’m sick to death of apples." "Well, Eve, in that case, I have a solution. I shall create a man for you." "What’s a ‘man’, Lord?" "This man will be a flawed creature, with aggressive tendencies, an enormous ego and an inability to empathize or listen to you properly. All in all, he’ll give you a hard time. But, he’ll be bigger & faster & more muscular than you. He’ll be really good at fighting and kicking a ball about & hunting fleet-footed ruminants, & not altogether bad in the sack." "Sounds great," says Eve, with an ironically raised eyebrow. "Yeah, well. He’s better than a poke in the eye with a burnt stick. But, you can have him on one condition." "What’s that, Lord?" "You’ll have to let him believe that I made him first."
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I am gay, and a pagan and shaman. My focus of course is on our sexual minorities. Also, the lack of any queer presence in pagan/shaman newsgroups is deplorable; thus I feel an ethical duty to make my own queer presence known, on a frequent basis. (Something’s rotten in pagan Denmark, and I KNOW it’s all this unadmitted homophobia running a nasty streak through most alternative groups.) The following is my latest channeling re. this issue. Enjoy! (Unless you are a closet or openly homophobe, in which case I wish you only ill.) I offer a more radical perspective for those queers who crave liberation. The following two recent e-mails (identity of Angela is concealed by this pseudonym) are no exception. Consider them a yummy desert from your usual meal of hypocrisy, terror, frustration, and tragedy: —begin missives: Received: 11/29/02 Then Adam asked, "What can I get for a rib?" The rest is history….
It is time to drop heterocentric humor (and worship), and stop ignoring the other sexual groups, particularly gays and transexuals. So while of course it’s a "cute" joke, it is also a meme to implant hetero dogma. We need to create and spread memes that recognize and honor sexual minorities, for a change. Dang it, let’s here about Adam and Steve for a change. If I hear one more Adam&Eve joke, I think I’ll puke…same goes for any OTHER (pro-) hetero joke! So I would be dishonest if I said that I really enjoy these hetero jokes…which have been going on for centuries, this same old hetero role-playing that pretends to honor women, but really is a pressure valve to allow women to more readily accept male supremacy (which is of course a terrible illusion; same goes for heterosexuality). So straight people (or as we queers call ‘em "str8s") need to include gay-friendly humor; instead of this continued bashing of gays by spreading anti-gay, bigoted jokes. After all, straights make jokes about all other minorities…and by excluding gays, this helps keep us invisible to the majority…and by telling only BAD jokes about gays, makes things even worse. Whenever a str8 person says "Wanna hear a gay joke?", 19 times out of 20 you can be assured that it’s really a hate- speech meme. An example is the following signature I often come across, in hetero e-mail: "Silly faggot, dicks are for chicks." Not only does this degrade us gays, but assumes women are also inferior, and mere sex objects for hetero men. Now here’s an example of a truly gay-friendly joke that heteros can share (and which I made up, as I don’t think anyone else is doing this; or at least I haven’t come across any that did not originate from yours truly): "There’s a little homo in every homo sapiens." (But Goddess forbid that too many heteros would actually start cracking gay jokes that are PRO instead of ANTI.) To balance things out, I have been creating more and more anti-hetero jokes that have some of the evil bite so many "gay" jokes have: "Let’s secede from those who breed, Make it sin to *not waste seed!" and: "I’d walk a mile for a camel, two for a sheep or goat, and three for a boy." —old Muslim saying You see, most heteros are so full of themselves, they won’t TOLERATE any such jokes…though they crack all kinds of evil jokes about gays, women, and all other oppressed groups…jokes which AFFIRM such oppression. (Not that queers can be racist, misogynist, too…I’m mostly focusing on the gay issue.) As a mirror shaman, I reflect back samples of their evil…and they scream and cry like little spoiled brats. Well, if they can’t take the heat (that they dish out), then they ought to get out of the planet, er…kitchen. Don’t tell me heteros shouldn’t be made fun of…are they some sort of sacred cow, while everyone else (read "non- heteros" and "non-males") is fair game? Time for heteros to join their own world; and see just how much fun we can have at THEIR expense. By "hetero" I mean "heterocentric" (or "heterosexist" or "heterosupremacist"), not "heterosexual". I believe that homophobia has been such a prolonged evil, that the few good heteros in this world ought to come up with a NEW term for their sexuality, that would distinguish them from the hetero bullies (who are the majority, still, in this nation and many, many others). The following is another pro-queer meme, in essay form (when I say "meme" I don’t mean the entire essay, for memes must be brief…I mean there are one or meme phrases planted within the writing…and memes can also be IDEAS generated by a longer piece of writing): THE ORIGINAL SIN: HETEROSEXUALITY www.gay-bible.org/write/4_original.htm Angela, I encourage you to share this message with others in your circles…it’s time to not ignore the gay issue, but include it in our family of conspiracy theorists and paranormal enthusiasts. So feel free to forward this around, as you do other subjects. Do not take this personally, I am venting as well as informing. I wouldn’t do this, if I did not regard you as one of the great spirits in this world. And thank Hera for that, I say! P.S.: I think I’ll include this message in my list of essays on my website…using a pseudonym like "Angela" instead of "xxxxxx" (to protect your privacy, while acknowledging your angelic self). Received: 11/29/02 So sad about the killing.
I’m rather joyful myself. Usually, it’s the gay guy who gets killed for not going back into the closet. I am supporting this guy, with my letters. The outrage is just too much for us queers to take this crap any more. Finally, a known homophobe gets a taste of what we gays have been putting up with for centuries: sheer terror, death threats, bashings, and killings. Let this man’s outraged response (probably after months, maybe years, of "sweet natured" lecturing by this "well-meaning" lady…who is NOT a good Xian by any means. Let her stand for the symbol of ALL hetero thugs: Next time it might be them)! Now both lives are destroyed!
Nope, just hers. The guy’s alive, and is receiving much support from our community. Every gay should stand up and tell the world that it is a usually matter of nature, not nurture that brings about the lifestyle of the gay.
Str8s created this evil, str8s are the ones to be told this, not gays. On top of all this evil, you expect us to assume RESPONSIBILITY for the murderers? That’s blaming the victim. How much education should women be obligated to do, to those men who raped them? If a woman should kill a man who keeps stalking her, sure it’s a crime…but aggravated assault can be considered in such cases, thus lowering the crime from homicide to self defense. No, we are at war now, for sure. We have neither time nor space for lukewarm soldiers. That might put it all into prospective.
No it might not. It’s already been tried many times over to maximum effect. But still, the ‘phobes continue to thrive and bash. Why such outrage when one of ‘em suffers the same fate that millions of queers suffer now, around the world, and have suffered for many centuries? Where’s the outrage by this woman’s hetero friends, for her nagging and nagging about how evil this young man is? Why didn’t they ever bother to correct her, and make amends with this young man? Don’t you see that they all FED INTO THIS SCENARIO, by regarding her as God’s Angel, and the boy as lost in the Devil? Just because the devil wears a sweet face and is female, does not mean the troops should lower their guard. In fact, this is one clever method Evil uses to infiltrate our troops…with gay-friendly heteros like yourself who distract our soldiers by engaging us in what we SHOULD and SHOULDN’T do. You are still in transition, Angela, in becoming part of our queer family…and the things you need to learn still will eventually make you realize the wrongfulness of your approach. That’s why I suggested in a past conversation, that you withhold your opinions as you keep your ears, mind and heart open to those gays who have befriended you? Homophobes are as evil as Nazis: we should give them no quarter in which to speak or act hatefully against gays. Do not be fooled by old ladies of KKKristian persuasion. Gays have much to offer the world.
Now that all our munitions are well stocked, yes, I agree. But as long as gays are recognised as deliberately sinful
Etc. etc. I have no time to engage in such debates…just as Churchill had no time for discussing with people who believed that Hitler really isn’t a danger. Ignorance holds no boundaries.
Including your own. You are still possessed by some of the anti-gay brainwashing that has been inculcated to your, since childhood. Once again we all lose.
No, this time it’s a strike for gay people. As I concluded some years back: the only education bullies respect and acknowledge, is pain. Which is nothing more than giving BACK some of what they dish out to queers constantly (bashing, murder, villification, job loss, family rejection, and sometimes homelessness). The gay guy is quite young, and no doubt was a victime of aggravated assault that this "sweet lady" keep knocking him over the head with. I will do my best to see that he is released from prison as early as possible, on grounds of aggravated assault…and if the lawyer is a true friend to gays s/he will use that tact; for it is the TAngela. You need to realize that I am not here to "educate" anyone, including yourself…as my comments here have been repeated many times over in a larger, public venue: the Internet. To engage very long with individual discourse would distract me from my real mission: preparing our troops for civil war and our consequent liberation, and inspiring and cheering the troops along the way (as Bob Hope once did to the hetero armies). I predicted just such … read more »
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