Areas of Divergence

On Milo: I told you so five years ago with Slate's decision to publish Jesse Bering's diffident advocacy for pedophiles. I also told you that Dick Wolf's Law & Order guild writers saw this coming during the peek of Andrew Sullivan's media recognition, but before Milo snatched his alter ego's thunder, and no one listened to me. No conservative editor waded through my anger, acumen, or anything else, to see that I was ahead of this curve, and so, okay, I was ahead, and civilized societies no longer murder their way out of aberrant sexual orientation chemistry, and, outside of Africa and certain other vanishing medieval terrains, the closet is gone, unless Peter Thiel litigates a new cloth out of the old by prohibiting the revelation of sexual orientation. Where does this leave us? 
No where beneficial, but I will say this as a Catholic atheist: Homosexuals cannot be Christians. It is an apostasy. And yes, I believe this. They may be shown mercy, and God is mysterious, but they cannot be followers of Christ if they must live by homoerotic desire. Kristof enjoyed pointing out that biblical text has nothing to say about lesbianism, but this is literalist nonsense. If sodomy is an abomination, under terms of patriarchal dominance in doctrinal law, then two women engaged in coital orgasm through oral stimulation meets the same definition of the term. 
Why does the atheist in me care, particularly if it violates libertarian tenets, at least at first glance? Stability, cohesion, and boundary.
The problem there: the boundary is already shattered, Milo's musing aside. We're headed for very troubled times, very troubled times indeed, and the consequences will be far more significant than a blogging administrator's alarm at what many consider my ridiculous stridency on the issue. Marriage is a sacrament. Same sex activity is hormonal indulgence which contributes nothing to God's grace, but this is where we are headed, Milo's vision a meld to HG Well's secret horror in The Time Machine. Remember? Think about it. I have a previous engagement.

Heaven's Mirage with Faustian Indentation

The poor basically receive good health care. --David Ward, with egregious presumption

Niume imploded my expectations in one fell swoop. I was all set to monetize and jump in, expecting my own little niche, and hit a brick wall in a cascade of what the fuck utterances. They have no hyperlink code, just a You Tube link, or Vimeo, and I am not huge on generating my own graphics. My nerves have been sufficiently unsettled, and my account sign up is probably doomed. I say wait a little, we'll see, but I built up all that wariness to enter preschool, a bit of fluff, for nothing. The Ryanism summarized by McDuffee in 2012 coincides with the interplay I saw between the Speaker and Judy Woodruff last evening, but liberals are apparently fain to see Paul Ryan as the Rational Monolith, standing as the bulwark of last resort against the Donald, who, in reality, is Lucifer's vessel, without seeming to sufficiently recall, even though Dickerson said it on PBS, that after John Boehner's fractious departure, Ryan put out a press release, stipulating, "I am not running for Speaker," and there was, in the House, a bit of a Freedom Party bromide, and then Ryan was the conciliatory consensus choice. He did stand up to Trump during the election, and the center left is being unreasonable in its expectation that Ryan will fall on his sword because old New York bull is behaving like a bull. I did vote for Trump, and my damaged mind believes it is able to read into him, and my invective is worse than his: If I described, in detail, whose neck I wanted to break, using my footpedal as a garrote of hatred, the poor happy playful employees who keep Blogger healthy would have a problem, and the dowager understands that getting too specific in her intent challenges law, regardless of whether or not she has the strength to overtake certain persons frightened of her, and have her moment of Hannibal liberation. I am a diabolical mind of smoking vengeance. Trump is an reactionary protectionist asshole, and I cannot respect him, nor his solutions. If the Speaker, or Senator Toomey, for that matter, chose to upbraid me that for such a smart invalid you know better, what would I do? I'd look Toomey straight in the eye and say, then be my avenger, punish them, give me justice, then hire me to to lay progressive America to waste.

I understand Ryan, his sense that inclusion solves the isolating friction of identity politics, but he cannot undo the damage of southeastern state incompetence that created and fosters aggression. There is no Right Hand of Time, to append a Thomas Lux title, to put me back to a vigorous 35 of twenty years ago, as my twitter numbers jump during episodes of inactivity, sag when my militancy shines. It is depressing, impossible to take seriously, or vicariously live within my timeline for too long, which is why, if, when I'm ready, I press twitter's staff about Craig, it is making access to the micro blog more important than it is. Discussing the twitter ban list on twitter is more of a provocation than a quadriplegic angry enough to critically injure expendable, fairly vacuous, African American oppressors. Back to work.