With today being Sunday, why not? Why not express an utter loathing for all things religious. You see I can do that AS way back in the day, I mean a way way back in the day I was in training for the "ministry." Theology studies and preaching class and supercilious hypocrisy and 1970's young ladies. Those 1970's young ladies proved to be a stumbling block and combined with really gullible yet ignorant souls, that mess proved to be problematic to say the least. I was declared "apostate" and politely commanded to get the fuck gone and don't come back. In the years since, I've had time to clear my head, get myself straight, and become quite cynical concerning religion. Or faith. Whatever. Cynical is a bit of an understatement. A compelling if not comprehensive disdain is probably closer to my actual feelings concerning religion, religious folk, and especially those thoroughly fucked up evangelicals. In sharing a truly deep rooted surmise about 'evangelicals', the nasty fuckers should be interned in de-programming camps and then forgotten about. Yes...deeply rooted. Now for Sunday machine art that hangs in the 'Eucharist Motel'.
Mayan -
laz a fair -
playtime -
too shy to shy -
poster II -
currently in our very own America, the single gravest threat to American Democracy would be evangelical christians. trump would of course come in a close second. our America would be greatly served if the evangelicals, or klanvangelicals if you will, were declared by Homeland Security to be domestic terrorists and then summarily rounded up and shipped off to Guantanamo Camp Delta X-Ray Maximum Security lock up. the keys should then be tossed into the waters of the Caribbean. ☺
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