Anti's, Phobias and other assorted doublespeak

     I realize that I aint the first person to recognize this for what it is, but the latest kerfluffle over Phil Robertson's comments bring to light, once again, the liberal tactic of casting a negative light on everything they do not agree with.  For instance, if you support the Second Amendment, you are a gun nut.  If you don't agree with murdering unborn children, you are Anti-Choice (or a General in the War on Women).  If you believe in Jesus Christ as your personal savior, you are a religious fanatic.  In the case of the Duck Commander, he is now a homophobe.

     I was naively unaware that disagreeing with a certain topic, or in this case, lifestyle, qualified a person as having a fear of said topic, or lifestyle.  Even living in the great outback of New Mexico, I have been exposed to several people that are openly homosexual, and count many of them among my friends.  I have no problem being around them, and actually find them to be some of the funniest fuckers I've ever been around.  However, I try not to let my mind wander off into the one thing that makes us different, as I, like Phil, find a vagina much more attractive than a hairy man ass.  The truly odd part is that I never knew that I feared them, until I was enlightened by the liberal ass hats that would gladly stick that label on me.  Seriously, if you want to see an irrational fear of something, throw a fucking snake in my lap when I aint looking.  That is a phobia.

     No, I don't think I have any diagnosable phobias.  What I do have is a grasp on reality.  A reality that says I can make friends with whomever I please.  A reality that says I don't have to agree with everyone else's world view.  A reality that says I have a responsibility to take care of me and mine first.  A reality that says I have committed no crimes, and therefore should not be treated as a criminal.  A reality that says, short of inciting violence or harm to another, I am free to think and say whatever I want.

     With that being said, Merry Christmas to all of you.  The era of political correctness is gone.  Stand up and be counted!

I wish a buck was still silver....

No shit.  Our country has gotten severely fucked.  I stand with Phil.

My sincerest apologies

I know that I have been remiss in posting daily, like I'm supposed to do if I expect people to actually read my stuff.  However, I have, up until recently, had a good reason.  You see, Old Beanburner here is quite a busy man.  I have a regular job that I keep to help pay a few bills, but mostly so I have insurance (for now, anyhow), and I am also a small business owner.  My wife and I own a business, that she primarily handles, but that also requires a great deal of my attention (it's a coffee shop, and if ya didn't already know, I really am a bean burner.  I do all of the roasting for our little shop that Barry did not fucking build).  That, in and of itself, does not excuse me from posting, so I had to add just one more tiny iron to the fire.  I am also an assistant football coach for the high school here in my town, and we just finished a 12 and 1 season, winning the first ever state championship title here.

I'm really not making excuses.  I just wanted to brag a little.

Fuck you Barry.

That is all.

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