Chick-fil-A President Dan Cathy -- RACIST HOMOPHOBE

This little missive is my response to a person who defended the owner of Chick-Fil-A's homophobic racist remarks in the Huffington Post comment section!


Hey, stupid. Chick-Fil-A is not being attacked because of its religious beliefs, it is being attacked because of its openly anti-gay remarks and homophobic stances, which is skirting federal discrimination laws. Religion be damned... for the head of a major restaurant chain to openly gloat about his homophobia is paramount to suicide. What is this stupid jerk thinking about? People want to feel good about the food they eat and if the owner of this company makes the perception of his restaurant somehow racist and homophobic... well, a huge portion of Chik-Fil-A fans will be turned into enemies, like me and my son! We will never eat at Chick-Fil-A again, as long as this owner represents this restaurant.

You may continue to eat there… fine. But if you defend racism and homophobia, then you are a monster that is a part of the American social problem and people like me are working every day to expose people like you and make them understand how evil they are… just like the evil stances homophobic racists use when they hide behind the bible.

Get a clue!

A PIECE OF ADVICE

Failure…

That hidden cancer that lives deep inside success!

People need to give themselves the occasional,

Career MRI,

To make sure their hidden cancer has not begun to grow

Out of control!

It is never too late for you to locate that ugly monster!

And… when you do find that unwanted growth?

What do you do with that which you must be rid of?

Actively attack it...

And kick it back to the unseen depth from where it came!

end

RLJ

ANOTHER RAW NIGHT IN A RAW TOWN

This is another example of my adult fiction. Here is an excerpt from the soon to be released book of harsh life short missives and poems titled -

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ANOTHER RAW NIGHT IN A RAW TOWN


You are living in a raw town!

Staying up all night long…

Fighting for the right piece of the turf…

Grabbing hold of the cold darkness!


It will be all right tonight, because…

Blue clad soldiers walk the mean streets.

Their blunt swords of hard rubber are in the ready.

Their steel hard shields are held chest high.


They whisper, "The little punk over there…

We know that faggot well.

He has the little girl earrings in his ears.

He looks nasty when he twitches his ass."


They whisper, "We’ve heard he gives head in dark corners.

The love he gets is warped and dirty.

His perceptions are very fucked-up.

He was once a high school quarterback!"


They whisper, "There's too much crack on these streets.

It flows through clogged veins faster than blood.

There are other poisons out here, too.

And, there is a mean germ that lives in the living dead!"


They whisper, "Stay off these streets at night if you're smart.

The dangers existing in the darkness are frightening.

The drugs, and the bullets, and the diseases -

They lurk there awaiting your arrival."


They whisper, "Watch out for the poisonous hooks!

They dangerously dangle all around you!

They will drag you out of the light!

Death awaits you in the darkness!"


And in the end, when the daylight returns,

And the streets return to daylight normal…

Remember where you came from --

Do you really want to return to the raw streets?

End

RLJ