EYE CANDY.

The film, Into the Blue, opens today. I get the funny feeling that it probably sucks.

But just look at the two main stars there. Paul "YUMMYLICIOUS" Walker and red hot babe Jessica Alba!

Makes me wanna go see it and waste my hard earned money looking at such pretty people and perhaps cumming in my pants admiring Walker's perfect abs.

THE HILLS ARE ALIVE.

Pic earlier this evening as the sun was setting of the thick smoke and ash raining down on the San Fernando Valley tonight as the hills surrounding us burn into the night.

The smell is intense as are those fires I'm sure.

"MAYBE I'M AMAZED."

I sat down and watched the Paul McCartney: Live in Red Square DVD tonight, and was once again wowed by the concerts this man manages to put on, even though he's in his early sixties now! The Russians seemed to love it; it must've been a magical night to have been there.

Yeah, the Rolling Stones and Elton John still impress as well, but is there a larger living musical icon alive today than Paul McCartney?

Probably not. Yeah, he was snobbish and conceited when he was younger and in his heyday as one of the major Beatles, but age and experience has mellowed him out, and kept him pretty popular with a legion of fans, young and old. I admire his tenacity, his devotion to his family, his very genuine love for his current spouse Heather, ex-wife Linda (R.I.P.), and overall, his amazing unquestionable talent as a songwriter and performer.

This guy has written some of modern history's greatest pop/rock songs, and I couldn't help but think as I was watching the DVD, how can someone be that incredibly damn talented!? HOW IS THAT POSSIBLE? McCartney could die tomorrow and be very content with having fulfilled every one of his (or any other human being's for that matter) dreams.

He's only worth about one billion dollars!

Which reminds me, he's coming to Los Angeles in November. If I want to go see him, I gotta shell out $300 for a really good decent seat.

I do love The Beatles that's for sure, and I keep hearing I'll only live once.

HOW DID I MISS THIS BEFORE??!!

I want to thank my friend Steven for mentioning this to me tonight, the apparent face-off between Phil Donahue and Bill O'Reilly just a few days ago on the Fox News Channel. This is definitely old news to most really good bloggers out there who reported this already, but in case you missed it like I did, here it is, in all its glory! I love Phil and hate Bill, but I will have to give it to O'Reilly this time.

WOW! WOW! This has to be seen and heard to be believed. Yes, Cindy Sheehan and the rest of the messy war in Iraq are discussed in full hardcore screaming detail.

http://www.wakahiru-me.com/media/vid/fox/fox_of_donahue_sheehan_050921a.wmv ^

I UNDERSTAND HER PAIN, BUT SHE'S STARTING TO TAKE IT TOO FAR.

So this mother, Cindy Sheehan, who has now become synonymous with the anti-Iraq war movement due to the death of her 24 year-old son Casey got arrested for yet another one of her protests.

Mind you, I know the woman is heartbroken and in sorrow no doubt for the rest of her life due to the premature and tragic death of her son, but her anti-war message is starting to get embarrassing! Yes, it is a controversial stance I am taking, but if her son hadn't voluntarily enrolled in the military, then he would not have been shipped out and killed. She was also quoted once as saying that she was on the side of the terrorists and that they were "freedom fighters".

That's where I draw the line. F**K the terroriztz! They're nothing but evil life-taking assholes! It's because of them that we hear the daily horror strories of our soldiers (including Sheehan's son) getting blown up and shredded to bits!

I do not know what it's like to lose a son, and like I said earlier, I do feel for her and her pain. But even her other family members and other mothers who have lost their sons in combat say that Cindy does not speak for all of them, and that her rhetoric is only helping to give the enemy more ammunition to attack our forces.

I too would love to see our boys come home and out of that shithole, but alas, we gotta realistically now finish what has already been undoubtedly started.

MONTEREY/SAN JOSE PICS----PART DOS!

The Best Western Beach Front Resort in Monterey, CA. If only I could stay there forever, and establish my own kingdom! TO DREAM...THE IMPOSSIBLE DREAM!!!

Dat is me at Carmel Mission. Cute li'l doggies huh? Who are they?!

Lovely quiet quaint Carmel Mission, founded by Father Junípero Serra in 1770. He is buried here, and the gift shop I gotta say is so fuckin' awesome! Hope to tour the place more extensively with more time on my hands next time.

The spectacular and amazing Monterey Bay Aquarium! You'd swear it was the cast of Finding Nemo in the exhibit shown above! What makes Monterey so interesting is that you don't even have to visit the aquarium to witness marine wildlife! Dolphins and seals are abundant and very visible in the surrounding waters!

California has an undeniable Spanish past, as is evident in these photos. A plaque and a cross on Monterey Bay as the sun sets commemorate the arrival and founding of Monterey, CA by Spanish explorers and priests. Up and down the California Central Coast, there is no doubt that los españoles left their mark on the land with hundreds upon hundreds of place names.

The very curvy and dizzying Highway 1 through Big Sur and Los Padres National Forest does afford some spectacular views of the coast, including those two rocks and that cute li'l doggy at a restaurant stop site to pee.

THE ANYTHING BUT BORING HURRACAYNE SEAZON DOS MIL CINCO.

Hmmm...read between the lines kids! This from the Associated Press:

Rita Makes Sharp Right Turn. Hurricane May Spare Houston, Galveston Direct Hit....

Rita's course is taking it toward the country's biggest concentration of oil refineries, and closer to New Orleans, which is still devastated by Hurricane Katrina. New Orleans is under a tropical storm warning.

Which means? WHICH MEANS??!! Having to suck off the gas station attendant and swallow his spooge for cheaper gas, because it's going to get ugly again.

Two million people have evacuated, causing massive traffic jams throughout Houston and the surrounding areas! I CANNOT EVEN IMAGINE! Being stuck in traffic some say, for at least 10 hours or so!

Last year Florida got battered, this year, it looks as though the Gulf Coast is getting pounded, and not in a good way! New Orleans is going to get more unneeded rain.

SHEESH! How much more can our fragile beloved li'l country take?!

ENOUGH ALREADY!

O.k. This is starting to get a little ridiculous and exaggerating.

Another massive hurricane in the Gulf of Mexico??!!

GOOD GOD MAN! Are terroristz behind this shit or something?!

Well, now the Gulf Coast of TexASS is going to be obliterated, by monstrous Hurricane Rita.

Dear God. More dead people. More billions of dollars in damage. Higher gas prices.

Mother Nature has gone mad, and perhaps, rightfully so.

SAN JOSE/MONTEREY PICS---PART UNO!!!

Immortalized by John Steinbeck, Cannery Row. Ese soy yo. This is a great country ain't it? Good ole' Monterey, CA.

"Sarah Winchester's beautiful but bizarre mansion." says the narrator recording at the entrance of the tour.

A staircase to nowhere?! The Winchester house (black and white photo above), as it appeared before the 1906 San Francisco Earthquake.

Moi in front of Winchester. (Upper right pic) That is beautiful San Francisco Bay, the Golden Gate Bridge, and full moon hitting the waters below that had to be seen to be believed! Life is but a dream...

For good, but expensive mouth watering steak, try this joint in San José, CA.

That is the Winchester Mansion (night pic), famous for its owner and her kooky non-stop construction on the house. http://www.winchestermysteryhouse.com/

AT KINKO'S IN MONTEREY RIGHT NOW.

HAHA! That's right. Ending day two of a massive tour of Northern California. Well, not masssive, but so far my bud and I have done San José, a quick gorgeous clear night view of the Golden Gate Bridge/San Francisco Bay, the Winchester House and today we just arrived in Monterey.

It goes without saying, it is beautiful up here. Simply beautiful. Sure must be expensive huh?

Well, hope to have some pics of this remarkable trip later this week.

Back to my sweet getaway...

TELLING THE SEXUAL TRUTH.

Doesn't our prez look like a total homosexual in this picture? AHAHAHA! That's him giving a speech yesterday from Jackson Square in New Orleans, celebrating the slow but certain comeback of the city and admitting how effed up the government was in its response.

I wonder if "Georgey boy" ever had a gay experience when he was a young lad. Not that his conservativeness would allow him to ever admit to it, mind you! I ran across this survey: http://www.cdc.gov/nchs/products/pubs/pubd/ad/361-370/ad362.htm, from the CDC I believe on the sexual behavior of Americans, and so much of it steers towards heterosexuality, but I wonder if it's due to the respondents lying about their sexual history.

I mean, how easy is it for a young good looking guy with lots to lose to admit he's bobbed on a knob or boinked another dude? NOT VERY! I figure lots of males still lie, because even though it's easier to be gay these days, there's still plenty of hate out there from family, friends, and society as a whole.

So most men gotta keep it on the downlow, know what I'm saying brotha?

TODAY'S LESSON: INDEPENDENCE DAY.

No, not July 4, 1776.

Let's talk about history, shall we class?

BORING!

Now now class, I promise this'll be very very interesting.

This week (September 15 and 16) marks Central American and Mexican Independence Day! What the ef does it all mean?! Well, like our American Revolution back in the late 1700's, the countries just south of the present day United States wanted their freedom too, from the tyrannical and unfair oppressive government of Spain. (And no, Cinco de Mayo is not Mexican Independence Day, it's just a battle where the French were stopped from invading back in the 1860's. )

Ah yes! The Motherland, that whore of whores Spain! Like England and her colonies, Spain had administered (efficiently, but devoid of human rights) large chunks of the Western Hemisphere from Mexico to Argentina from the 1500's till the 1800's, when Mexico and the countries below it decided they had had enough of the dwindling European power's interference in their affairs.

Those who called for independence: men like Hidalgo (Mexico), Delgado (El Salvador), Morelos (Mexico), Bolívar (Venezuela), O'Higgins (Chile), and San Martín (Argentina) many times lost their lives to execution as traitors of the ruling state and/or had to fight arduously with raised armies to fight the Spaniards. Like the United States before them, the blood they shed for their dream was not in vain. The South Americans too, around this same time were fighting to throw dem spics (the Spaniards) out of their affairs and were forming free nations up and down the coast.

Sadly, unlike the American Revolution, which broke us away from England and made us into a great prosperous nation, this is not the case with Mexico, Central America or South America. Ya see, after independence, the meddlesome buck-toothed oogly foul vile tea-drinking Brits decided they would meddle into the affairs of these new free nations. Well of course, they could afford to since the British Empire was at its peak in the 1800's as the world's leading power! The land continued to be exploited not by Spain now, but by England!

And as the United States grew as a world power in the late 1890's, so did its influence in what we now know and love to call Latin America. Exploitation and control yet again! Till the present day! No thanks of course to the mighty American dollar and the convenience with which it is used to buy present Latin American governments to keep the poor POOR and make the rich RICHER!

There is so much to be discussed and analyzed here, but I better let you go class. This is enough history for today. Hope you learned something here that you may not have already known and I hope it all sheds some light as to why we have so many ILLEEEEEGALLS crossing into our country today. Basically, these people would starve back home! They're eating shit and wanna save themselves and their families before it's too late!

All thanks to the colonial powers of the past and present!

Spain: The whore that raped great great great great grandma Huiztlititi, stole her gold, and made her speak Spanish and worship Jesus and a thousand saints.

England: The nosey bitch that built railroads and continued to steal more resources.

United States: The big-dicked meddler that continued the Spanish/English tradition, but oddly doesn't take care of its borders well enough perhaps due its guilty conscience and need for new "slaves".

Class is dismissed.

--Special thanks to Wikipedia for serving as a wonderful resource.

"CALGON, TAKE ME AWAY!"

I'm really really trying to keep my desk at work as neat and as organized as possible. But it is almost like climbing Mt. Everest. It's everyone's junkyard, as they come and dump paperwork, mail, boxes, files, and other shit on it all day long! Sometimes without a post-it-note!

I FREAKIN' HATE IT! I HATE IT!! DAMN IT! ARGH!

I don't wanna deal with the incessant phone calls, the faxes, copies, data entry, office supplies, co-worker beatches and assholes, a supervisor from Calcutta, or any of it! NOTHING! ABSOLUTELY NOTHING! Laissez-moi vivre bande des idiots!

I am so burned out, I cannot WAIT for my two-week vacation coming up, starting Friday evening.

THANK GOD ALMIGHTY. San Jose/Monterey/Carmel/San Francisco, here I come!

BLACKOUT.

Well that was interesting.

A mistake due to the wrong cable being cut somewhere by a DWP employee lead to a two-hour blackout throughout Los Angeles today.

I'm sure everyone got freaked out and suspected terrorism.

I know I did.

How sad that we live in these unsure times. We are truly vulnerable and the time to go out, get supplies, and become truly prepared has never been more urgent.

One of these days, I fear it will be terrorism or an earthquake in my beloved city of Angels.

THE DAY THE EARTH STOOD STILL.

Where were you on 9/11/01?

My father had just been killed in an assault outside of a bank in El Salvador five days earlier. So naturally, our family was devastated as it was. I was plagued with severe debilitating anxiety disorder and was, (on top of that), trying to deal with his death.

Then came that bloody awful Tuesday morning.

I remember my mother, crying uncontrollably and hearing her shout in Spanish, "¡NUEVA YORK!" from the dining room area. I was locked up in my room, and had not slept well that morning as I woke up to turn on the TV and watch images of the smoking towers. One of them I believe had already crumbled or was about to. I was too out of it to notice.

I opened my bedroom door to find my brother watching the kitchen TV, my mom at the dining table sobbing, saying, "Vienen más aviones secuestrados, tal vez uno para acá." (There's more hijacked planes, probably one on it's way here).

I immediately grabbed my portable radio to try to understand what was going on, and tuned in to Howard Stern, who was live on the air and in utter disbelief as to what had happened and was still unfolding in his city. I debated whether to go to work or just use the bereavement time I still had not finished using up for Dad's death. I called work to see if we were up and running, and was told that we were. I got dressed, went to work, and my HINDI FROM BOMBAY INDIAN DOT ON HER FOREHEAD supervisor still had the audacity to ask me why I was late to work! Gee, I have a personal tragedy to contend with bitch and perhaps the world is topsy turvy this morning as well too! In case ya didn't notice! UH DUH!

Got to work where everyone had the most sobering and devastated looks on their faces. What really got done that day? Nothing really. All I could hear were radios and portable TV's throughout the office. The phones were dead. America was shocked. Horrified. Disgusted. Afraid. Why wasn't our office just told to go home? I dunno, but it was a stupid thing to keep us there the whole day whilst most of the country shut down, and rightfully so.

My walk around the block during my break time was strange. Hearing such peace and quiet in the skies is one of those eerie things about the whole day I will never forget. No planes. I knew what had happened through radio and the Internet. But it was only till I got home that I saw all the footage. The burning towers, the second plane striking, the collapse.

I used to believe that people covered their gaping open mouths in disbelieving horror only on film and TV. But I too did the same thing when I saw those people leap to their deaths. Yes, it was enough to make even the toughest man cry.

By nightfall, I had seen the footage dozens and dozens of times, was pretty angry and embarrassed that this had happened to us Americans. Went to bed, had a nightmare in the middle of the night about the whole awful episode.

Then came the day after...

And the world has and never will be the same since.

9/11 EVE.

O.k. not as mind-blowingly horny today. Ahem. Sorry for yesterday's tirade! LOL! Ya know those hormones!

Happy to see celebrities come together for the Katrina Telethon, happy to hear Kanye got booed at a football game, happy Chris Rock made the joke that "G.W. Bush hates circus midgets", happy to hear that the death toll in New Orleans might actually be less than originally and frighteningly expected.

Generally happy today.

On this, the eve of the fourth anniversary of the most earth-shattering event of our time...

LET'S TALK ABOUT SEX.

It's Friday! THANK GOD!

And I am horny! SO HORNY! I haven't shot my wad in about three days, so here I am at work climbing the walls! CLIMBING THE WALLS DAMNIT! GOTTA GET THIS SPOOGE OUT OF MY BALLS!

What I wouldn't give to secretly take one of my cute hunky co-workers and suck him off in the office! Or be willingly raped! Or just pump and destroy a hot stud's butthole to no end! Ladies, if you're reading this, if only you knew what it's like to be a man, full of testosterone, with the undeniable biological and physiological need to rid oneself of the man juice brewing in our testicles! IF ONLY YOU KNEW! Gay men are only worse than straight guys. Our sex drive is through the roof most of the time. COCK COCK COCK! COCK-A-DOODLE DOO!! DOOOO ME NOW!

Sure, women get horny too and want it just as bad, but I don't know or even think it comes close to the urges men feel. We just happen to be more aggressive and obsessed sexually. DUH! It's universally known ain't it?

Jesus, I sound like the Dawg all of a sudden.

REUNITED AFTER KATRINA.

AW!

Thank God for hope.

BLOODY HILARIOUS BUT OH SO TRUE!!!

Way to go American journalists! I am impressed!

Thanks to Ms. Loser for providing this info:

http://www.crooksandliars.com/2005/09/02.html#a4762

Kanye West making Mike Myers uncomfortable with his hilarious ranting is nothing short of PRICELESS!

But the real heroes are Shepard Smith and Geraldo Rivera (whom I usually can't stand), Paula Zahn, Jack Cafferty, Robert Siegel and Ted Koppel. Just when I thought the American media was full o'crap, here come these individuals to partially save the day!

You have to watch/listen to each and every one of the clips on that page. Just why did it take so freakin' long to help the Katrina victims in New Orleans? FEMA/Homeland Security, do you have any real answers? Hmmm??!!

CROOKS AND LIARS! HAHA!

DANCE WITH MY FATHER.

It was Thursday, September 6, 2001. Four years ago today...

I had been suffering greatly with anxiety disorder the previous months that summer, and it was horrible. Panic attacks, unbearable dizziness, a general bleakness about life. Why me? Why these symptoms? Why this condition? Heaven knows, but it was definitely due to unresolved issues and emotional problems I was going through and dealing with. Maybe I was foreseeing the tragedies to come. I had only been at my new job for a few months, and was struggling to keep it. Went to work as normal that day, and went home for lunch as usual, feeling like shit.

Then the phone rang. It was my uncle. To tell me my father was dead. Dead at 58. Of an "accident" he said. His few months down in the old country, El Salvador, had ended tragically.

I hung up on my uncle immediately, in total shock and disbelief. If anxiety had plagued me all summer long, now it was going to get worse. It was the last thing I needed to hear. News spread to all my family that afternoon, but then the real cause of his death was revealed later: he was murdered. In cold blood. Like John Lennon. IT ONLY MADE THE PAIN WORSE.

The story goes that Dad and Grandpa were leaving some bank, and that they both got into my Dad's blue pick-up truck. Two guys in scooters pulled up to the driver's side window. I don't know if Dad resisted the robbery attempt, but possibly he did, most of us knew how "macho" and tough he could be at times. It was no match for the weapon, several shots were fired, two hit my dad and one grazed my Grandpa in the hand. My father's last words were, "¡Me mataste hijo de puta!" , which translates to, "You killed me you motherfucker!" And he painfully and horrifically looked at Grandpa (his father), knowing he would die, tried to drive off for help, and simply passed out in the driver's seat, on the steering wheel, as he bled to death...

The culprits? They got away, never to be caught, the damage permanently done.

I never flew down to the old country for services. Many of my half brothers and sisters did. Grandma (Dad's mom) says there was so much fighting over property and material possessions down there, it got pretty sickening. She thinks it was a better idea to remain here in California, and mourn. I had no other choice, I had to stay, I was too sick to fly anyway.

I hate the way my father died. I could've accepted a car accident, a heart attack, or a stroke a lot easier than murder. It was rough to deal with this blow. I cried and cried all that weekend. Couldn't believe my old man got knocked off that way. My mom and him had not been together for years, but it still hit her hard. She still loved him no doubt. We all did.

I miss him terribly, and although he was not the perfect father and I had lots of issues to resolve with him, my conscience is clear, in that I was the best I could be, and so was he. He was a great son and friend. Espero algún día ir a ver su tumba (I hope one day to go see your grave).

And so it went, I was in deep mourning from September 6, 2001 right on through that very weekend...

THEN CAME TUESDAY, SEPTEMBER 11, 2001...

THE MOST SENSIBLE NEWS REPORTER IN AMERICA.

AHAHAHAHAAHAHAH! Look what I found! I hope you are all able to play and view this:

http://www.illwillpress.com/kat.html

THE DRAMA IN ATLANTIS CONTINUES.

Yes, I know it seems like I can't let go of this event and probably won't for a good while. I mean, the whole thing is so monstruous and affects this country as a whole, the likes of which I have not seen since 9/11! On the one hand, this is worse than 9/11 in that more people and areas are affected, on the other, September 11 still stands as a vicious act inflicted by evil humans; it was a terrorist act that should not have happened whereas this is a natural disaster which really we cannot and could not escape. Unfortunately, when Mother Nature is pissed, she's pissed, and there is nothing we can do to stop or control the forces of nature other than to prepare, flee, or ride it out.

I too am frustrated as hell that these desperate people are not getting the adequate food and water they need as rapidly as they should be. I am angry at all the divisions of government for not attending to those still remaining in New Orleans literally fainting, dropping dead, starving and thirsting at the Superdome or the convention center. It is annoying, it is chaotic, but this is to be expected. A disaster of this scale is not easy to tend to. I don't wanna blame anyone, I just hope it all settles down soon and as many lives as possible can be saved. It must suck to be hungry and thirsty, I know how cranky I get!

I do wanna pimp slap one of my co-workers though for bringing in the "wickedness of humans" argument this morning and how God is taking revenge on New Orleans for all its sin. WELL EF YOU! That's the last thing I need or want to hear. "Oh, iss comin' to us soon when an earthquake hits L.A!" she says. Well yeah, thanks for the reminder you bloated sack o'crap! I guess this is a good wake up call to stock up and prepare, since it looks as though relief agencies do take a good while to help. Or could it be that New Orleans is overwhelmingly black, poor, dependent and there is a racist ideology at work here? "Uh no! You juss don't undastand 'cause you ain't ova dere!" my co-worker replies. "When dis shit gits ova hee, u jussa wait!" Again, I cannot overstate it enough, how lucky I am to have this lady here tellin' me how it is! YOU BACKWARD BARBARIC OVERBLOWN MORONIC JUDGMENTAL KNOW-IT-ALL!

Dear looter, if it's because you need a hot dog, a Sprite, or a new pair of shoes, I can understand why you're going into the 7-Eleven or Wal-Mart and just taking it, survival is crucial and human. But if it's because this is your chance to get yo' lady that diamond ring she's always wanted or that Playstation you've been itching to buy for years and can now freely afford by just taking it, then SCREW YOU! That is so wrong! It's embarrassing! Thugs shooting at rescue workers, rapings, and all that other mess is uncalled for! Plenty of water in the city is available to just dunk their heads in and drown these screwballs!

I believe in America. Maybe our government right now is a li'l effed up, but for the most part, I patriotically stand by this great nation. We have struggled and worked hard to build a mighty empire. A standard of living unequaled the world over. Entertainment, malls, amusement parks, markets, and other awesome things we have the world marvels and copies, or just plain wants but cannot master! This disaster shall not destroy America, and we will show the judgmental world at this time that we will survive. I know many stand there in disbelief right now pointing fingers at "divided and Third World America", but trust me, we shall rebuild, and come through.

SO EF YOU BELIEVERS OF ISLAM WHO ARE CALLING KATRINA THE SOLDIER OF ALLAH, EF YOU WORLD FOR FINGER POINTING, EF YOU ALL WHO WANNA STOMP ON MY GREAT COUNTRY ONCE AGAIN.

In short, EF YOU.

New Orleans will be rebuilt and thrive again, right? RIGHT???!!!

SCUM THAT NEEDS TO DIE.

Just as the evil and stupid asshole looters and thugs hampering rescue efforts in New Orleans should be hung by the balls, so too should The Christian Right for these acenine and offensive comments!

Thanks to Loren Soth for providing this article:

GROUP LINKS KATRINA TO ANNUAL GAY PARTY
Christopher Curtis, PlanetOut Network

published Wednesday, August 31, 2005

An organization of Christian fundamentalists claims the destruction brought on by Hurricane Katrina is God's judgment against New Orleans for holding festivals like the annual gay Southern Decadence party.

"Although the loss of lives is deeply saddening, this act of God destroyed a wicked city," said Repent America director Michael Marcavage on the organization's Web site. "From 'Girls Gone Wild' to 'Southern Decadence,' New Orleans was a city that had its doors wide open to the public celebration of sin. May it never be the same."

Southern Decadence, which was scheduled for the Labor Day weekend, has since been canceled.
The comments from Repent America come as New Orleans Mayor Ray Nagin noted Katrina probably killed thousands of people in the "Crescent City."

"Let us pray for those ravaged by this disaster," Marcavage said. "However, we must not forget that the citizens of New Orleans tolerated and welcomed the wickedness in their city for so long."

Repent America's Web site noted New Orleans' past three mayors issued official proclamations welcoming visitors to Southern Decadence. The Web site also noted the "New Orleans City Council made other proclamations recognizing the annual homosexual celebration."

"May this act of God cause us all to think about what we tolerate in our city limits, and bring us trembling before the throne of Almighty God," Marcavage concluded, adding a biblical citation from Matthew 5:45: "[God] sendeth rain on the just and on the unjust."

The Rev. Dr. Cindi Love, executive director of the Metropolitan Community Churches (MCC), quoted back from the Bible. "Jeremiah 29 says, 'I have good plans for you, not plans to hurt you. I will give you hope and a good future.' We rest on these promises."

"I feel sad that anyone is taking advantage of the suffering of people when they are so vulnerable," Love told the PlanetOut Network. "So, I am praying for our brothers and sisters who are blaming gays and lesbians for this disastrous hurricane. I ask them to use their energy to pray for those afflicted and to take the resources being used to attack gays and lesbians and use them to provide relief. There are far more 'straight' people, including children, suffering in this incident than gay people. I don't believe God punishes any of us with natural disasters, and I believe that God is with us in this one all the way through."
Love added that the MCC was organizing a relief effort.

"The scripture that comes to my mind is 'Jesus wept,'" said the Rev. Susan Russell, president of Integrity, an LGBT Episcopal group. "Jesus weeps today for the loss of life in New Orleans and he weeps that his gospel is being hijacked by the rabid rhetoric of the religious right -- that is in its own way as destructive to our national fabric as Hurricane Katrina has been."

"What needs to happen is people of all backgrounds need to unite and focus instead on helping bring supplies to the people in need," Russell said. "Hurricane Katrina did not discriminate in its path of destruction, and neither does God's love."

Ah ye judgmental jerk-offs, we're not surprised by your cheap old rhetoric. It's tired and we saw it coming.

Glad the article ends on a positive high-note however, with those who truly display the love Jesus taught and would have wanted at this very difficult time.