Gurney Halleck told Paul Atreides “Mood’s a thing for cattle or lovemaking or playing the baliset. It’s not for fighting.”
Yes, I just quoted Dune at you. It is one of my favorite books in the history of ever.
I am worn out.
I am so sick of hate and arguing and chicken.
I realized today nothing I ever say will make someone who uses Jesus, someone whose entire message was about love, to justify hate will ever change. I’ve decided to read the Bible front to back to make sure I didn’t miss something there, but, I don’t think I did. It will take more than logical arguments to change the hearts and minds of someone who lets fear turn them to hate.
My problem isn’t that they are a “Christian” company. Hell, I wish more companies tried to be more Christ-like, loving everyone, feeding the hungry, clothing the poor, and housing the homeless. I think it sounds like a great deal, and I would give them my money. It is that they say they are and then give money to hate groups. So, I stopped giving them mine, like many other damn dirty liberals.
Honestly, though, I don’t give a shit. Eat the chicken sandwich. They make some damn good chicken. I’m boycotting. Some of you aren’t. Can we get over this now, please?
In that spirit, here is a picture of a baby french bulldog trying to charm you with a leaf. It totally worked on me.
I think I am going to take an extended break from being wrapped up in society’s pugilistic attitude. I know what I think is right. I know what I think is wrong. I will do what I can to act for one and against another, but I am done jumping and screaming for just a little bit.
I have goodness and happiness in my life. I have creativity and fun. I also have people I love who are hurting and I can’t fix it for them. Right now, all of that seems far more important than chicken, even if it is tasty tasty chicken.
Geeks a Geeking