I come from a small town in Vermont. I was raised by small minds...

I come from a small town in Vermont. I was raised by small minds, in a small squalid trailer home with a small chance of success in life that I realized very early in Life. I had no childhood. Instead, Fear, Hunger, Sadness, Desperation and Isolation were my best friends. I learned quickly that in order to survive, I had to rely on myself and myself only. I was taught Catholicism despite the hypocrisy of my youth. Personally, I think it was just another excuse for my parents to extoll their never ending punishments. They then had the mask of religion to hide behind, new "laws" to enforce, "sins" to expunge from my soul, my dark, rotten soul. I did what anyone would do after fifteen torturous years of sexual, physical and emotional abuse would do....I ran. Into the arms of Christianity. Pregnant and alone, I needed a savior, a knight in shining armor, and I had found one, At first, I believed the man who had rescued me when he told me that everything would be "just fine". He said he and his family would take good care of me. at first, they did. I went to church with them, I lived with them, I became part of them. I thought nothing of it when he crept into my bed. I mean...I owed him right? I married this "Christian" man, even though he didn't work...I worked. He was always out, but hey...he said he would give my son a last name. I was eighteen. And I thought I was doing the right thing. After all...I had a true religion in my Life, right? What could possibly go wrong? I suppose...what went horribly wrong...was when I came home from work early one day...and found him in bed with his sister. Yes...you read me right....his SISTER. Of course, I left him. So why I am I sharing all of this in depth personal shit, you're asking? Because, like so many people, I've ran around the religion circuit a few times. I've had things force fed down my face, and sometimes, I even believed the dose. Eventually, though, I did manage to snap the hell out of it...and make my OWN decision about who I was,and what Path I wanted to travel. As I look back at what I swallowed and put up with for a good majority of my Life? I have a message for those who forced their religions and beliefs on me, who made me think I had no choice but their choice.....*hands you a tube of Chapstick*....Kiss my proverbially rounded lily white Wiccan ass.


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Comment by SteveInCO on October 8, 2013 at 10:22pm

I am left with no reaction to this other than...

Holy shit!

Comment by Diane on October 8, 2013 at 10:37pm

Sometimes I hate religion with a sick vengeance.  This is one of those times.  However, the best revenge is, as they say, living well.  May you live well! 

Comment by SteveInCO on October 8, 2013 at 10:46pm

These people are SO fucked up it's hard to believe they wouldn't have been somewhat fubar even without the religion.

Comment by SteveInCO on October 8, 2013 at 11:34pm

Oh but there are all kinds of variations if you want to get creative.  Change it up when one starts to lose its punch from repeated use.

  • Fuck off and die
  • Take a flying fuck at a rolling donut
  • Fuck you and the horse (or mastodon) you rode in on
  • Fuck you sideways

If anyone questions using a word for "sex" as profanity (isn't sex generally a good thing?) then you can go to such alternates as

  • Eat shit and die
  • Eat shit and live (if you think about it, that's worse)
  • Piss off
  • Go piss up a rope

Comment by SteveInCO on October 8, 2013 at 11:36pm

..Oh and I imagine you can find someone from the other side of the pond to give their perspective; their very vocabulary can differ in surprising ways.

Comment by Physeter on October 8, 2013 at 11:41pm

@steveIn - When I was younger I tried to use "Go shave a urinal" as a variation on that theme.

Comment by Sagacious Hawk on October 8, 2013 at 11:43pm

Well you certainly know how to make an entrance.

Comment by onyango makagutu on October 9, 2013 at 12:17am

Welcome and that is quite an entrance! Or is that your signature call?

Comment by kOrsan on October 9, 2013 at 1:38am

.and found him in bed with his sister. Yes...you read me right....his SISTER.


Comment by Diane on October 9, 2013 at 6:24am

A guy I was recently dating was once broken up with by being told, "Go piss up a rope!"  He said he was sad but could not stop laughing at the delivery of the break-up message.

When I was thinking of how I would end our dating relationship I thought of saying the same but it seemed best to not take a chance.  I went with a kind, honest approach.  I might have missed my chance to ever use that to break up with somebody, but it can be applied in many other contexts:

  • When driving in Boston, at real or imaginary traffic rudeness
  • At work, under my breath, when hard-of-hearing, cranky old folks with incontinent dogs tell me, "I'm doing just fine.  I don't need any occupational therapy.  Who sent you , anyway?"
  • In response to,"Ma'am, do you know why I stopped you?"
  • In response to anyone saying, "God bless you." after a sneeze

I didn't say these would be nice uses of the phrase, but they surely are fun to think about.


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