God Don’t Like Psycho

OK, I realize I’m late to the party on the murder of Dr. George Tiller, a controversial provider of late-term abortions, allegedly by 51-year-old fundamentalist Christian Scott Roeder.

Partly, I’m just distracted. But a smaller story out my way sparked me to write about this. You see, there is, in my neck of the wood…or, rather, was…a topless coffee shop. The owner was making plans to expand, and then suddenly an arsonist burned the place down. I know nothing about the arsonist. I don’t even know if they have a suspect in custody. But as my wife said, “I guess the crazy fundamental Christians are coming out of the woodwork.”

Perhaps they are. Let’s sample a couple quotes about the murder of Dr. Tiller…

Prayer and Action newsletter publisher and anti-abortion activist Dave Leach: “To call this a crime is too simplistic. There is Christian scripture that would support this.”

Founder of Operation Rescue Randall Terry: “(He) was a mass murderer and, horrifically, he reaped what he sowed.”

My late and much-missed grandmother-in-law often said, “God don’t like ugly.”

I’ll ammend that a bit: God don’t like psycho.

We do not get to choose to burn down someone’s business or kill someone because of the Bible. We just don’t. For one thing, it wasn’t the kind of thing that Jesus condoned. But also, we are told in the Bible to follow the laws of our lands. The laws of our land, here in the United States, says that an unborn child is not always considered a full life. But a grown-ass man is definitely alive, and killing him over ideology is murder, plain and simple.

I defy any fundie who supports or turns a blind eye to this murder to show me a single passage of scripture that defines an unborn child as a life and thus establishes that ending the existence of that fetus is murder. The first person that does will most likely pick a single passage, and I’ve seen it before, and I will likely rip your argument to shreds if you do.

Furthermore, without establishing that a fetus is a viable life in the Bible, all we have to go on is the law of the land, which says it is not. And frankly, even you can prove to me that the Bible protects a fetus’ life as much as a child outside the womb or an adult, that still doesn’t give you the right to flout the laws of your land and take vengeance. Vengeance belongs to God. It’s one thing to snap and kill someone because they hurt or killed someone close to you…people snap over such things…that’s not generally cold-blooded murder. Killing someone for something that doesn’t impact you directly is cold-blooded murder.

And finally, Dr. Tiller didn’t perform late-term abortions for mothers who just decided late in the game they didn’t want to be pregnant. Late-term abortions are almost always in the interest of preserving the mother’s life or in cases where the fetus is so unviable that it faces death upon entering the world anyway.

All around, this act was wrong. And no Christian should overtly or covertly support this murder of man. Much less murdering him in front of his family while in church. There’s nothing right with that picture.

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Splitting My Affections

I may have a flurry of posts today, since I want to get the next installment of my novel up, and since Big Man suggested an interesting little topic the other day, and since I’m feeling guilty about not posting more often lately.

But before all that, a word about some of what’s keeping me away from here.

Truth be told, if anyone had told me I’d be writing a blog at all, I would have laughed at them. Even though I’m a writer, I couldn’t see any reason I would ever need to blog. But when I started getting involved in reading other people’s blogs and commenting at them, God had the Holy Spirit tap me in the back of the brain and whisper in my spiritual ear. I felt very much moved to start this blog, both as a way to express myself and my opinions, and to be of service to my Father in Heaven and my Lord Jesus Christ, too.

Now, if someone told me I’d start a second blog while still doing the first one, I would have called you crazy. And yet, that’s what I’ve done.

But, seeing as how I have limited time and am in the processing of either retooling or completely altering my career, chances are that my posts around here may be more along the lines of 4 times a week or so instead of 6 or 7.

So, what am I blogging about that I don’t already talk about here? If you’ve been a reader long enough, you know my opinion about porn. That is, I’m pretty much all for it, as long as it (a) doesn’t get in the way of real relationships, (b) doesn’t go into illegal territory, and (c) steers clear of possibly exploitative stuff (i.e. it is ethical as well as legal).

The first condition is pretty easy for most folks; if you choose porn over a willing partner, you need your head examined, seriously. Second one seems a no-brainer to me, too, if you’re a decent person.

As for the third one, in this age of the Internet and the preponderance of good amateur and semi-pro home-based porn, and the fact that there are some porn directors out there with interest in plot and artistry (few though they be), it’s pretty easy to find porn that you can be confident didn’t exploit or use anyone.

This is why, even though I am (like most guys) a very visual creature, I like erotic fiction. Kind of hard to exploit people when they are imaginary to begin with. And so I started a blog to explore my fiction along erotic lines as an outlet for me, as well as to do some commentary and such about erotic topics.

For those of you with inquiring minds, you’ll have to remain inquiring, as I won’t be sharing the location of this blog nor the subject matter. Certain things must remain mine, and my more exotic sexual interests will be one of them. Even though I guard my real identity around here, there may come a day when I do need to take off the mask here at this blog, and I really don’t need my family embarrassed by having people trek over to view my erotic fiction, too.

And, frankly, I don’t think I want most of you seeing that deeply into my desires, anyway, nor do most of you probably want to.

Anyway, within those self-imposed strictures, I wanted to be as forthcoming as possible so that you know how I’m spending my days and know that I’m not letting this blog slide.

Just splitting my time, and my affections, a bit for a while.