The national anthem?? In MY mass right before the closing hymn??? I was about to hit da bricks but it's very cold and dark and my mother had the car keys and I had no where to go
But I am INCENSED
and ofc as soon as I bring my concerns up my family just laughs, my aunt's like haha okay I'm leaving, and everyone else is like 'oh no here Fran goes again' as if being concerned about the philosophical implications of introducing a nationalism thing into religion is wrong. Haha look Fran's on another righteous rant again. Haha how stupid and dumb and emotional she is for trying to have a discussion about this.
There is a CLEAR difference between having a remembrance day reflection in lieu of announcements, 'no greater love than to lay down one's life for a friend', swords to ploughshares, even I understand that not everyone is as wholly committed not non violence as I am, I can agree with that sort of remembrance in a religious context.
But the NATIONAL aspect?? The 'oh the sacrifice in service of OUR country' (vs. sacrifice in honour of our fellow human, of God, of The Good)??? Has absolutely NO place in the church, or in Christianity more broadly. We want to be traditional literalists??? Go read Paul, neither gentile or jew, etc etc. I will stop here because I am about to start reciting estraven's speech from the left hand of darkness but like I'm SO mad
I mean don't even get me started on the whole church militant, framing faith and religion as a conflict or battle for souls, the us vs them, instead of a collective endeavour, a struggle together toward the good, and against the potential for evil which exists in each of us. Don't get me started on how the knights of columbus and the squires is just fuckin masons for Catholics and a sexist (and racist) boys club and they have no business doing this shit anyway.
MOTHER I CRAVE VIOLENCE, nobody is as full of rage as people completely committed to all forms of non violence
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not only did mom take a nap when i was struggling to stay awake and ask me to babysit her phone (preventing me from also napping, because i was waiting on the call about the trash), the call about the trash NEVER CAME so i COULD HAVE NAPPED! and then she asked me to pour her a glass of soda, i guess because god hates me
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Ethan: well you see, the reason I need more healing potions is because I chugged all of mine in the hope that they would heal the depression inside of me
The Duke: and... Did it work?
Ethan: not in the slightest. In fact it got worse.
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i just remembered how my grandma pushed me to take two shots with her, just for her to fucking fake out of them and only taking like quarter of a sip from her shot glass
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