PROTESTANTS--CHILDREN OF INIQUITY

So what's to discuss. We all know it's true.

Stop insulting the mountain gorillas. What horror did they do to warrant being compared to a Protestant?

You have humbled me, ED, i stand justifiably chastised . . .

Aw, shucks. I didn't mean it in a put down way. I am in sympathy with your meaning; they argue soppy mountains of stuff against well reasoned scientific arguments, seeking to smother the thought processes.

The missus and I were having a conversation today comparing different religions to different types of bread.
We figger that most 'murkin protestants are Wonderbread. (or Bunny Bread here in the south.)
I bet the poop goes down easier with a heavy slathering of Miracle Whip...

FOUND OUT
By John Lennon


I TOLD YOU BEFORE STAY AWAY FROM MY DOOR,
DON'T GIVE ME THAT BROTHER, BROTHER, BROTHER, BROTHER.

THE KIDS ON THE PHONE, WON'T LEAVE ME ALONE,
DON'T GIVE ME THAT BROTHER, BROTHER, BROTHER, BROTHER.

NO!

I FOUND OUT,
I FOUND OUT.

NOW THAT I SHOWED YOU WHAT I BEEN THROUGH,
DON'T TAKE NOBODY'S WORD WHAT YOU CAN DO.
THERE AIN'T NO JESUS GONNA COME FROM THE SKY,
NOW THAT I FOUND OUT, I KNOW I CAN CRY.

I FOUND OUT,
I FOUND OUT.

SOME OF YOU SITTIN' THERE WITH YOUR AXE IN YOUR HAND,
DON'T GET YOU NOWHERE, DON'T MAKE YOU A MAN.
I HEARD SOMETHING 'BOUT YOUR MA AND MY PA,
THEY DIDN'T WANT YOU SO THEY MADE YOU A STAR.

WELL, I FOUND OUT,
I FOUND OUT.

YEAH!

OLD HARE KRISHNA GOT NOTHING ON YOU,
JUST DRIVE YOU CRAZY WITH NOTHING TO DO.
JUST KEEP YOU OCCUPIED WITH PIE IN THE SKY,
THERE AIN'T NO GURU WHO CAN SEE THROUGH YOUR EYES.

I FOUND THIS OUT,
I FOUND OUT.

NOW THAT I'VE FOUND OUT 'BOUT DOPE AND COCAINE
DON'T EVEN WANTED TO SEE MARY JANE
I'VE SEEN JUNKIES, I'VE SEEN THROUGH THEM ALL,
I'VE SEEN RELIGION FROM JESUS TO PAUL.

I FOUND OUT,
I FOUND OUT,
YES! YEAH!

WELL, I FOUND OUT.

© Northern Songs Ltd.



HOLD ON
By John Lennon

WELL.

HOLD ON, JOHN,
JOHN, HOLD ON IT'S GONNA BE ALRIGHT.
HOLD ON, YOKO,

I really enjoy 'em - sorta on the "guilty pleasure/tiny meanstreak" level. Arguing with them provides me much the same entertainment I get from encouraging a pup to "Get that tail ... yeah, get it ... you can do it ... get it ... keep after it ... good boy ... yeah, that's it ... get it ... get that tail"

Of course, at the end, with Protestants there's no reward of sloppy kisses - dogs have it all over them in that regard. And, of course, a big pack of dogs is a handy thing to have around in the event a flock of Protestants drop by unannounced, uninvited, and unappreciated. There's a buncha fun to be had there, too.

I hold my dog's tail so she can get to it now and then.

I knew you were a truly kind and considerate person, edgar.

Hey, I only hope someone would hold my tail for me.

Do you pay off with happy wiggles and sloppy kisses?

Hey, I got my limits. A firm handshake is all.

Me, this thread title reminds me of my mother, who didn't like protestants. She was born irish catholic or soon after in a part of Boston in 1901.

I did her one better and grew to not like catholics. I am over that part - I think we traverse a continuum of belief and its absence and elaborations of those and don't dislike anybody until they nose into my business.


edit to spell 'they' correctly

or preaches to me. I'm not hearing one more of those.

(ossobuco, what part of bahstin did she hale from?)

She was from Watertown, Region; her mother was from South Bahstin.

Bloody Paddies . . .

Yeh, another one here.

Actually, I don't know - I didn't grow up around any anti irish talk, at least that I knew of. Is Paddy a loaded word?

Paddy is one of those words that any Paddy can use, and for the use of which any Prod or non-Irish are subject to be thrashed.

Edit: Think in terms of "the N word."