Its 18:06 right now and I feel like I've been at the PC for 18 hours straight and that's because, in fact, I almost have. I've got the Twitter bug today, it comes and goes, and today I've got it bad. On the upside I must be doing something right because I'm getting more followers, albeit slowly, and I'm getting retweeted and getting personal replies. I was involved in two conversations last night, one with the quite famous comedian Robin Ince and the other was with another funny guy who was also named Robin…(spooky ah, nearly got me believing in God there)…who pointed me to Tim Minchin's Pope Song on YouTube - I'll be forever grateful and in your debt for that Robin.
I’ve been tweeting off and on all day in between trying to push said video everywhere I could; this must go viral before his Holymess’s arrival. Got involved in one fun thing on Twitter which was creating disrespectful acronyms for the word bible (should that have a capital letter – yes but only if you’re being respectful) Here are the ones I managed to come up with, not too shabby if I say so myself:
(B)rainless (I)diots (B)elieve (L)udicrous (E)xcremnet
(B)abbling (I)nfants (B)est (L)ittle (E)ducator
(B)ullshitting (I)nsanity (B)acks (L)egendary (E)xploits
(B)army(I)gnorant(B)astards(L)ying(E)xponentially
(B)reathtaking(I)gnorance(B)eside(L)ying(E)loquence
(B)abbling(I)ncoherent(B)alderdash(L)ets(E)xit
(B)uggering (I)nnocent (B)oys (L)essons(E)nclosed
Such fun, especially when you post them back to the fundamentalist nut jobs, which persist in infesting Twitter endlessly extolling the absolute truth of the bible, as I did, repeatedly! These obsessed lunatics cannot for one moment comprehend, and tso feel threatened by, those of us who do not need their fairy stories in order to sleep (without being haunted by a ceaseless fear of an eternal death) at night. Because, at the heart of the matter, that’s what lies behind their fanaticism; fear, the fear that they won’t have an after-life (well apart from the con artists who know better and just say it so as to fleece the desperate) that all that they are will come to an end and to that end relatively soon!. So afraid are they of this that they waste the only lives they have preparing for one they won’t. If that gives them comfort then who am I to spoil that for them? I’d happily leave them to it if they didn’t insist on telling the rest of us that we have to believe as they do on pain of eternal damnation in the fictional after life and persecution here in the real one. Yes, I agree it’s unfair, the thought that my beautiful children will age and one day die breaks my heart but the only alternative to that outcome is that they were never born to begin with. I can’t make them immortal all I can do is try to stop them worrying about it too much and try to ensure that they enjoy the lives they do have without wasting them on their knees praying to a non-existent saviour for an afterlife they won’t have.
Well that’s enough philosophizing for one night; Twitter’s quiet, I’m bored with reading tech and other stuff so it’s time to use the Internet for the purpose it was created for, investigating particle physics and porn; could someone please pass the Quantum Tissues… Deepak Chopra perhaps, after all you talk utter shit about the one and are self evidently highly skilled practitioner of the other! No, I don’t mean you understand quantum mechanics!
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