Conversional Masochism

"You want to be Pope!"-- a Gene Robinson heckler

The retired archbishop isn't quite homosexual enough it seems. His sanctimonious self righteousness is preposterous, an appropriate target for scorn. Obviously, impulse control lies at the root of some of my issues, after molestation by men, and more sneakily by women, so yes, I have the capacity for bisexual stimulation, but do I torment myself over it? No, except I know as sure as the day I was born that I remain a target whom unscrupulous attendants will attempt to exploit. Environment has placed them in time like coprolites, something that Hillary Clinton has observed in her travels, conditions which make me look fairly rich when I lose control of molten diarrhea leaking spastic rectum.

What she has observed as a taciturn figurehead is one thing. What Philadelphia has inflicted on my belief in my own matriculation is another. Sliding down the scale toward the end, posting to any of you hasn't done much good toward a base of supporters, unless the Russians and the Chinese are weighing my inflammatory use.

In more pragmatic terms, had I not lashed out at Linda when I bellowed in email that I thought I had fallen in love with her, stayed quiet, faxed her orgasm emails to Philadelphia Human Relations Commission, she would have been out of a job, the three stooges  would have given me a settlement, and I might have relocated then before my mother's fatal attack. Instead I had a massive depressive episode, in so much pain I simply had to swallow the seismic events which followed, destroying any hope then of snapping back into place, surviving, but at what price? I'm weakening.

Can I say I would have thrown myself under a Swedish train car like Bendjelloul? He engaged in an ambulatory destructive exercise. Yahoo's feature article on his death, though commendable for length, dragged on, and might have been edited toward shorter and tighter impact. I stress the ambulatory function because I have never intuitively understood bipedal motion. True paraplegics know what they've lost. When I observe Episcopalians struggling with Robinson's radical egalitarian insistence on simply ignoring the Torah, turning the Trinity into a Tribbles episode, what goes on beneath the surface is obstinate tyranny toward apostasy. This doesn't mean I want to rejoin the devotees to Jesus, nor does it mean doctrine is inviolate, but homosexual activism is destroying something which will transform humanity, to its detriment. The biker who took Robinson on in front of the congregation saw this, despite lack of manner and elocution. Archbishop Robinson is not a Christian, only an egotist, breaking down restraints which have served our species for years. Eradication of the human animal would benefit felines. They are better creatures despite evolutionary stop gaps. I am not quite sympathetic to Isis, and its anticipated takeover of Baghdad, but futurists, anxious over the destruction of collective intelligence, aren't engaged with the new Al Qaeda model.