The Twelve Days of Christmas

Might as well stay with the PC/Christmas theme for

one more post, sadly I haven’t got an audio clip of

the twelve days of Christmas to blend with this post.

The 12 Days Of Christmas (For the politically correct)



On the 12th day of the Eurocentrically imposed midwinter festival, my
Significant Other in a consenting adult, monogamous relationship gave
to me:

TWELVE males reclaiming their inner warrior through ritual drumming,

ELEVEN pipers piping (plus the 18-member pit orchestra made up of
members in good standing of the Musicians Equity Union as called for in
their union contract even though they will not be asked to play a note),

TEN melanin deprived testosterone-poisoned scions of the patriarchal
ruling class system leaping,

NINE persons engaged in rhythmic self-expression,

EIGHT economically disadvantaged female persons stealing
milk-products from enslaved Bovine-Americans,

SEVEN endangered swans swimming on federally protected wetlands,

SIX enslaved Fowl-Americans producing stolen non-human animal
products,

FIVE golden symbols of culturally sanctioned enforced domestic
incarceration,

(NOTE after members of the Animal Liberation Front threatened
to throw red paint at my computer, the calling birds, French hens and
partridge have been reintroduced to their native habitat.
To avoid furtherAnimal-American enslavement, the remaining gift
package has been revised.)

FOUR hours of recorded whale songs

THREE deconstructionist poets

TWO Sierra Club calendars printed on recycled processed tree
carcasses

AND a Spotted Owl activist chained to an old-growth pear tree.

Political Correctness

Christmas thoughts

I am driven to write about the evils that have been done in our society in the name of “Political Correctness” I consider this term and it’s ramifications to be an evil in their own right.

What on earth made the worlds legislators think that there could be a good side, or a need for, this ridiculous nonsense which forbade an employer, who needed a tall strong man for a specific task or conversely who needs a female receptionist from being able to advertise in a “gender specific” manner, please note “gender specific” can anyone come up with a decent explanation for that term?

P C which had century old fairy tales, that have enthralled children over this period of time, banned for the most petty and stupid reasons.

P C which has given rise to, “visually impaired” and “hearing impaired” WTF is wrong with Blind and Deaf anyway? You can bet it wasn’t the guy with the seeing eye dog or the hearing aids who voted in the new terminology.

I t is P C that inspires our weak willed leaders to ban religious instruction in our schools, forbid nativity scenes or Christmas carols, lest “we offend other religious groups,” how about our rights?

If we, as a primarily Christian nation, wish to celebrate Christmas in the same manner that we have from the time of our nation’s birth, who, apart from some P C idiot, allowed some invited guests the right to re-write our book of rules.

Australia, like any nation settled largely by immigration has welcomed people from almost all nations on earth to join us, we invite them to integrate into our society, take out Australian citizenship.

We ask that they, obey the laws of our land, but not very much more than this, we should ask/insist that at the very least they make some endeavor to learn to speak our language, and have their children attend schools, of their own religious choice if they choose that, if they choose our national school system they should abide by the rules that apply to all.

We have no inclination to stop them from following their chosen form of religion, is it too much to ask that they offer the same courtesy.

I believe immigration has worked well in the vast majority of cases, I am not on a witch hunt here for anyone, no matter their creed, colour, race. or religion, what I think is important is that everyone, and I mean everyone, play by the same set of rules, we have traditional rules that have evolved to suit our ethnic makeup, learn to live by them!

There are isolated instances that only serve to highlight the stupidity we see around us, like the Muslim woman allowed to keep her face covered for the photo on her drivers license, what the hell is the good of a photo of a woman’s covered face, we use this photo identification for a myriad of purposes, mainly because the do-gooders, (or criminals) didn’t want an identity card a few years back.

While I’m not a religious man, I do try to live my life by a set of rules that I feel make me a responsible world citizen, and to this end I fully support the traditional ways, and reasons, for celebrating Christmas, if I lived in Iran, China or India I wouldn’t expect that they would alter their traditions for me, so why the hell should ours have to change to suit the few trouble-makers and P C idiots.

I have been promising myself that I would write this rant/blog for some time now Christmas seemed to offer the right timing, so now it’s done!!

Progressive minds discourage the celebration of Christmas because they feel the holiday excludes non-Christians. Or that we’re trying to ram our religion down others’ throats. They’ve got it all wrong. Christmas isn’t a religious holiday. It’s a warm, sentimental, festive season whereby we remind everybody that Jews killed our savior and that non-Christian pagans will burn in hell for eternity. Merry Christmas!

The Religions:

Taoism:~~~~ Shit happens.

Hinduism:~~ This shit has happened before.

Buddhism:~~ It is only an illusion that shit happens.

Zen:~~~~~~ What is the sound of shit happening?

Catholicism:~~ If shit happens, I deserve it.

Islam:~~~~~~ If shit happens, it is the will of Allah.

Judaism:~~~~ Why does shit always happen to me?

Atheism:~~~~ There is no such thing as shit.

Confucianism:~~ Confucius say, "Shit happens."

Agnosticism:~~ Maybe shit happens, and maybe not.

Protestantism:~ Shit won't happen if I work harder.

Televangelism:~ Send money or shit will happen.

Rastafarian:~~ Smoke that shit.

Jehovah's Witnesses:~~ Knock, knock, "Shit happens."