BARREL OF MONKEYS: "GENESIS" in Reverse


I consider myself a Democrat. Been called a Socialist. Definitely a bleeding heart liberal.


As a child from a traditional southern family, playing Barrel of Monkeys on the floor, church every Sunday, doing well in public school, learning a trade; in every sense privileged .........


Comfortable in middle age, an avid news reader, on learning the tragic story of a full grown chimpanzee destroying the face of a woman who offered a toy, only trying to help it's owner coax her surrogate child back into his cage......


Today being confrontational, ribald, offensive, restless, rebellious.......


How did I get here from there?


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Sunday, May 16, 2010

THE HYPOCRITICAL BLEEDING HEART LIBERAL







Live and let live

 

It was a lovely day in the woods. The birds sang in the trees, the frogs croaked in the pond, the crickets chirped in the grass and a rattle snake slid along a small path, which led through the middle of the woods, to warm herself in the sun. She rolled up and slept a little. It was peaceful and nice. A man came along the path who saw the sleeping snake and wanted to kill it.


He grabbed a large stone and just as he wanted to throw it onto the sleeping snake she woke up. „Brother, why do you want to kill me, I haven’t done anything to you!" You are poisonous and must die!" called the man. "But brother, I am poisonous but I’m not doing anything, I won’t kill you!" " You, kill me?" laughed the man. "I am a human and am much larger and stronger than you and I have this stone. I am going to kill you with it!" "I am not a snake’s brother anyway!" the man screamed “…and you are going to die now!" He lifted up the stone. In that instant, the snake struck out like lightning and bit the man in the neck. He immediately fell to the ground and as he lay there dying, he heard the snake say: “If you had listened to me, brother, and hadn’t wanted to kill me, this wouldn’t have happened and you might have had a long life." Then the snake rolled back into the sun and slept on this wonderfully peaceful day in the woods.


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Although I live in Decatur, I introduce myself as being from Atlanta. Having moved to the Atlanta area to be closer to Midtown, the heart of Atlanta's large gay community, the gay ghetto of the south; Midtown being where I felt most alive, calling Atlanta home seems most sincere.

Even hard to tell, where Decatur begins and ends, while navigating what is known as Metro Atlanta. Lived here since 1995 and still not sure. Nor could I even describe downtown Decatur. I hear it's a lovely town. Been given no reason to believe otherwise. 


GAY GHETTOS

Any area of a (usually) large metropolis where gay people live, work and hang out. Often the neighborhood contains several gay bars, gay bookstores, and other "gay friendly" business establishments.

Some rather famous Gay Ghettos include the Castro district of San Francisco, Greenwich Village and Chelsea in NYC and Dupont Circle in Washington, DC.

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