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I quote:
"It's like you're dealing with people from Mars, people who feel they're so superior they can use your child's mind as a sandbox for their own personal ideologies."
This was said by a man angry about his child being taught about the reality of homosexuality. This is the sort of idiocy that arises in me the greatest contempt, the sort of irresponsibility that lets me understand why a man can slam a wrench into the face of another man.
Angry about indoctrination, that mental midget doesn't even realize that he's brainwashing his child's brain in the blood of the Lamb.
What, you mean children believe everything they're told? And they're supposed to believe adults?
And people wonder why people revile their parents when their mind starts working... is it so hard to understand?
Those people had so little respect for your mind and your right to shape your life that they coerced you into a majority of your actions, slapped you around when you had a different opinion, throwing you against a wall when you told them that their minds had never been used.
Why should we respect those people who cared so little for us?
I count myself lucky to have one parent worth calling my own.
"It's like you're dealing with people from Mars, people who feel they're so superior they can use your child's mind as a sandbox for their own personal ideologies."
This was said by a man angry about his child being taught about the reality of homosexuality. This is the sort of idiocy that arises in me the greatest contempt, the sort of irresponsibility that lets me understand why a man can slam a wrench into the face of another man.
Angry about indoctrination, that mental midget doesn't even realize that he's brainwashing his child's brain in the blood of the Lamb.
What, you mean children believe everything they're told? And they're supposed to believe adults?
And people wonder why people revile their parents when their mind starts working... is it so hard to understand?
Those people had so little respect for your mind and your right to shape your life that they coerced you into a majority of your actions, slapped you around when you had a different opinion, throwing you against a wall when you told them that their minds had never been used.
Why should we respect those people who cared so little for us?
I count myself lucky to have one parent worth calling my own.