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Pat Robertson on Anal Sex: Christians Will Like It

Published June 28, 2015 by April Fox

An article posted on Huffington Post a couple months ago indicates that Pat Robertson might not be as torn up (heh) as you might think about the Supreme Court’s marriage equality ruling.

In an interesting case of foreshadowing, Robertson claimed that “You’re gonna say that you like anal sex, you like oral sex… Sooner or later, you’re going to have to conform your religious beliefs to… homosexuality.” That’s right, God is going to make you gay, and he’s going to make you like it. In the article, Robertson also expressed interest in bestiality, although he declined to cite any biblical passages to back up his interest. In case he’s reading this, I’ll share this verse, which he’s welcome to use in order to defend his position when he’s caught in flagrante delicto getting freaky with his livestock: “There she lusted after her lovers, whose genitals were like those of donkeys and whose emission was like that of horses.” -Ezekiel 23:20.

It sounds as if Mr. Robertson is preparing his fan base for the inevitable: he, and all of his followers, are going to catch the gay. You know, I always thought the guy was an idiot, but this is a pretty solid coming out strategy.

Good for you, Pat. Two snaps up.



Published April 16, 2012 by April Fox

I was looking through some old stuff, and came across this. I don’t usually like what I write, but I like this one. It’s a little less vitriolic than you’ve come to expect from me on this topic, I think. Anyway, here it is… I hope you like it.


if you were small
and scarred like raindrops
something soft might lift you up
and carry you away.the night is bright, for as dark as it is
some strange blue that never was before
and there is something honest
in the way the trees have all
but stripped their color off
in the way they stand ready
and weak.

everything looks two dimensional
everything looks like
a game that people play
to make you think
there’s something real
out there.

they came around today, sensibly coiffed,
flowered dresses and pastel suits
parked on the side of the road
in front of my house
holy tomes tucked under fleshy arms
bottoms waggling as they shuddered
under the weight of their own convictions
from house to house-
they did not stop at mine.
i would have let them in,
watched as they squirmed, uncomfortable

at the idea of drinking the tea i offered
terrified of poison
at the hand of an atheist
in the backs of their minds
if jesus christ might really be

i didn’t notice their leaving
but i was sad to see them go.

perhaps they could have taught me
how to make the two, no, the one
dimensional real
perhaps they could have held my hands and prayed
their way into some sort of
perhaps, kneeling at my feet
good little minions, followers, peons for the righteous cause
they would have seen the truth
and the light
and cast off their skins
and breathed in the sunlight
and tasted the freedom of knowing
that they are alone
and that they alone
can make things happen
and that they alone
are alive
and no burning bush or zombie son
of the invisible man in the sky
is ever going
to save them.

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