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When: Today
What kind: Dumb real-world media item
Where: Here
"A teachers' prayer group is involved in an effort to get dozens of books dealing with ghosts, cults and witchcraft reviewed for possible removal from the library at Russell County High School."

Whatdafuck ever happened to the separation of church and state? I don't give a shit if a bunch of teachers want to get together and worship some nonexistent being on their own time, but could they please keep their personal lives personal?

"God revealed to the group that the presence of the books was one reason his 'manifested presence' hadn't yet come to the school to change the hearts and minds of students, according to a letter from one member of the group."

Two words: Koo koo!! If I said that the ancient Egyptian goddess Sekhmet had revealed to me that she couldn't manifest her presence in my life until I got the Bible banned, I believe they'd lock my skinny white ass in a room with rubber wallpaper. (On the plus side, the drugs would probably be fun...)

"'He can not come into a place that is corrupted,' the letter said, adding 'we must not allow for these books to continue polluting the minds of our teen-agers. ...'"

I thought this God dude was supposed to be omnipotent and omnipresent. So he can't come into the school because there's a few Harry Potter books sitting around?
Try as I might, I can't see any logic in this one. And if you're not conversant with logic, I don't think you should be allowed anywhere near a classroom in a teaching capacity.

--John the Bastard
"It's OK to be religious, as long as you don't practice it!"


When: March 13, 2002
What kind: Other
Where: The net

I hope Turtle doesn't mind some shameless self-promotion.

Childfree Singles! In regards to how we're always bitching about personal ads on the net, I thought I'd try to make a Childfree Personals site. It's coming along nicely, thanks for asking. :) Anyway, I need your input.

Do a clicky at: http://paintjobforagirlfriend.com/php/cfpersonals/poll.php

I'd like you to answer Yes or No to the question: Would you like to see "Sterilized" and "Not Sterilized" as searchable options in childfree personal ads?

Hopefully my garbled question makes sense. If not email me. And if some generous souls would like to alert other CF net-areas, I'd appreciate it. I have to work a 1 am shift tonight, and I'll be little better than a talking monkey afterwards. :)

tlaloc - tlaloc26@cox.net

Rant Number: 20241
When: No Particular Time
What kind: Not a rant -- a rave!
Where: In My Noggin
Just wondered if any other CF out there were fans of Dave Sim's excellent Cerebus series (very adult-oriented comics & graphic novels, intricate story lines, wonderful art.)
Anyway, I was just pondering how Dave's work seems so much more relevant now, in light of the current political atmosphere and our child-centric society.
For those of you unfamiliar with the series, the major villians are the Cirinists, a rabid, group of fascist 'Mothers'. I highly reccommend the series, even for those who aren't necessarily big fans of comics / graphic novels.

A quote from Dave Sim.....

The centerpiece of fascism and totalitarianism is Maternal. We have always had a Matriarchy, and the centerpiece of its thinking is to make life safe for babies. If you call that 'thinking'. People who are otherwise reasonable adults, the moment they drop a litter begin mentally dismantling everyone's civil rights with the idea of making the world a universal nursery. -- Dave Sim from a 1992 Usenet Interview


ant Number: 20390
When: March 21, 2002
What kind: Not a rant -- a rave!
Where: In my head
(Also posted to ASC.)
After reading the board for so long, especially re. workplace concerns, I've long thought, "Jeez! I wish these people were working with me," "I wish I could hire these people," and most recently, "Wow, I hope I get coworkers like them" ... and I came up with this idea: a craigslist-type CF forum where those unemployed/self-employed/looking and those employed/hiring could post what they do and what they're looking for. Those hiring would know from the start that the person isn't going to take off for maternity leave, titfeeding breaks or whatever. Those looking would lower the odds that they'll be the ones picking up breeder slack, or at the very least, they'll at least know what to expect beforehand.
In thinking about this some more--and considering that a lot of us don't have the $ we had last year, I thought a swap section would also be good. People could post stuff/services that they're willing to barter, give away, or sell cheap, thus saving more dough for themselves or someone else who deserves it.
I've talked to a couple of people about this idea, but whether any of this has any chance of working depends first on who all is interested and how interested they are. Please let us know:
1) Do you think this is a good idea in general? What would you add or subtract? 2) Would you personally use a board like this? Do you know anyone who would? 3) What format would be best? There's a bunch of BB platforms out there, some paid and some not. Free ones include ones like this one: http://www.yabbforum.com.and this one: http://www.trollix.com. Or, rather than BBs, is a listserv or Yahoo Group or LiveJournal site better? 4) Would you be able to help set up the board, and if so, how much time (realistically) could you spend on it? What can/are you interested in doing (i.e. javascript, content, etc.)? 5) Would you pay to launch or sustain the board (say if we wanted to get pd. software)? How much (realistically) could you see chipping in?
My email is SuzieQue@hotPOP.com, or you can discuss it in Discussions if it's OK with Turtle. SuzCQ


When: March 24, 2002
What kind: I just wanna flame
Where: In the cabana of a local apartment complex

I'm beginning to see how that "swarm of children" could have overpowered those two roommates and their boyfriends outside Pittsburgh. Because I myself experienced a swarm of children yesterday.

I'm a disaster relief volunteer, and it's my week on call. So yesterday, I get called to an apartment fire in the area. A baseboard heater malfunctioned, and the Indian family that was living there has lost everything they owned in the resulting blaze. My job is to try and get these folks set up with some clothing, groceries and temporary housing. We have a lot of paperwork to fill out, and I need to talk to the apt mgr about getting a vacant unit that they can move into right away. So I set up my temporary little "office" in the complex's cabana, a common lounge area with a big-screen TV and a small kitchen. It's quiet, and the distraught young couple begins to calm down, which will make things somewhat easier, because their English is limited.

We're making some progress on the paperwork when a bunch of kids from around the complex, ages 8-15 I would guess, who have been gawking at the fire, now bored and tired of the firefighters and fire investigation team shooing them away from the scene (how much you want to bet they were trying to loot the damaged apartments?!?), blow open the cabana door and pile in noisily. There were at least six of them. "Hey, can we watch TV?!?" one of them yells, as they jump on the furniture from the back and flip on the TV.

"Kids, we need you to leave now," I said firmly but politely. "We need this space to talk to these people in private."

A gum-popping future hooker retorts, pulling at her gum with her fingers, "Yeah, well, we live here, we can use this area if we want! The manager said! You don't live here!"

I stood up and tried to herd some of them toward the door. It was not easy. They'd move away from me and behind me. A couple of them went over to the table where I was talking to the fire victims and began poking at paperwork and my backpack. "I don't care what the manager said, I'm telling you what I'm saying. We need you out of here, now. You can come back in an hour."

"We wanna watch TV!" Some of the smaller children were heading over behind the kitchen counter, pulling out coffee-making supplies, cocoa and cider mix and spilling them all over the counter. One of them was trying to puncture a hole in one of those little cups of half-and-half coffee creamer with a stirrer. He sent half-and-half splooshing all over the counter.

OK, now I'm pissed. "You're out of here, now, and if you ain't hearing it from me, you can hear it from the fire captain!! Get out!!" I grabbed the arms of two of them, pushed them out the door and locked the door. My volunteer partner was helping me round up the monsters in the kitchen. The Indian couple was alarmed and even more distressed by the antics of the little fuck-apes. Great, just what I need, I'd finally got the couple calmed down to the point where they were actually rationally talking about what they needed to get by on, and how the fire started.

The little fuckers had been in that cabana area less than two minutes and managed to trash it. Ugh, behold, our fyoooooture, ladies and gentlemen.

When: Mar 27, 2002
What kind: Garden-variety rant
Where: on the board and in the world

FUCK THE WHITE ADOPTION POOL.

This is nothing more than a large-scale proof of the fact that in this society, a woman's cunt (and all material issuing forth from same) belongs to everyone in the universe but her.

Christ on a fucking pogo stick. Think about all of the shit we get told:

    * "What if your husband wants a baby?" -- the implication being that once he marries you, he owns you and your reproductive system, and you're just being an obstacle by keeping him from using HIS uterus the way HE wants. I wanna baby outta that thing, who gives a shit for the opinions of the pesky inconvenient subhuman who's attached to it?
    * "Our people are becoming less populous!" -- used by all sides of every ethnic disagreement ever so shut the fuck up about your ethnic group. A woman's uterus and cunt belongs to Her People, so who gives a fuck what she wants? Breed for the good of EVERYONE BUT YOU.
    * "But it cuts down the adoption pool!" -- some rich spoiled coupla white ivy-leagers might want something outta your working-class, blue-collar white-girl cunt, and who the hell do you think you are telling them they have no right to make demands on it! They're rich! They get to use your reproductive system to crank out what THEY want, girlie. And silly you thought you owned that little pear-shaped little muscle that squeezes out the things.

Everyone else in the fucking world except US owns what comes out of our cunts, or acts like we're being just silly little girls or *S*E*L*F*I*S*H* by having the nerve to act like we own our own goddamned bodies! Hey, Mrs. Spoiled Rich White Pig -- you want a baby? Get the goddamned stretch marks on your fucking stick-thin Club-Med liposuctioned thighs, you bitch. Mr. Spoiled Rich White Pig can just goddamned well fuck a stretched-out cunt for the rest of your marriage, provided it even lasts until the little monster gets into day care.

So I'm responsible for the downfall of the White Race, am I? I happen to believe that we're ALL ONE RACE ANYHOW, you eugenecist scumbag, and anyhow, I'm a fucking wop, and my kind's never been white enough for jazz, so get out of my face.

If a man I'm dating wants a baby, then he can damned well find someone else to date. I make my own money, put a roof over my own head and food in my own stomach, and vibrators don't leave the toilet seat up, so who gives a shit what he wants? It's MY damned uterus, NOT HIS, and if this makes him throw a control tantrum, then too fucking bad.

WOMEN BODIES BELONG TO WOMEN. Not to their husbands, not to the state, not to their ethnic group. And this dago woman has taken her reproductive system offline, and TOO FUKKIN BAD TO ANYONE WHO WHINES. It's NOT YOUR UTERUS. It's MINE and I get to decide what's done with it, so FUCK OFF.