Playing with my dolls
 
False of course to associate stoning solely with Islam.  Possibly even Islamophobic.
 
A different era doesn’t wash, either.  2000 years ago one Jewish guy didn’t think an adulteress should be stoned
 
1Jesus went unto the mount of Olives. 2And early in the morning he came again into the temple, and all the people came unto him; and he sat down, and taught them. 3And the scribes and Pharisees brought unto him a woman taken in adultery; and when they had set her in the midst, 4They say unto him, Master, this woman was taken in adultery, in the very act. 5Now Moses in the law commanded us, that such should be stoned: but what sayest thou? 6This they said, tempting him, that they might have to accuse him. But Jesus stooped down, and with his finger wrote on the ground, as though he heard them not. 7So when they continued asking him, he lifted up himself, and said unto them, He that is without sin among you, let him first cast a stone at her. 8And again he stooped down, and wrote on the ground. 9And they which heard it, being convicted by their own conscience, went out one by one, beginning at the eldest, even unto the last: and Jesus was left alone, and the woman standing in the midst. 10When Jesus had lifted up himself, and saw none but the woman, he said unto her, Woman, where are those thine accusers? hath no man condemned thee? 11She said, No man, Lord. And Jesus said unto her, Neither do I condemn thee: go, and sin no more.
Only one reason women were not stoned in the West and it’s not the sweet good natures of priests. 
 
Some Orthodox Jews didn’t like him then and doubtless some don’t like him now.  Vicious and legalistic, they are ganged up with vicious and legalistic Muslims and of course vicious and legalistic Catholics, who do vicious and legalistic with the best of them.
 
We all know the love and comfort devout Catholics offer to ‘whores’ even unto the modern age
 
Survivors describe ‘horrific’ abuse at Ireland’s mother and baby homes after damning new report | The Independent
 
When the Sisters of Our Lady of Charity decided to sell some land they owned in Dublin, Ireland, to pay their debts in 1992, the nuns followed the proper procedures. They petitioned officials for permission to move the bodies of women buried in the cemetery at their Donnybrook laundry, which between 1837 and 1992 served as a workhouse and home for “fallen women.” 
But the cemetery at Donnybrook was no ordinary resting place: It was a mass grave. Inside were the bodies of scores of unknown women: the undocumented, uncared-about inmates of one of Ireland’s notorious Magdalene laundries. Their lives—and later their deaths—had been shrouded in secrecy.
For more than two centuries, women in Ireland were sent to institutions like Donnybrook as a punishment for having sex outside of marriage. Unwed mothers, flirtatious women and others deemed unfit for society were forced to labor under the strict supervision of nuns for months or years, sometimes even for life.
https://www.history.com/news/magdalene-laundry-ireland-asylum-abuse
 
If you have a dull, vicious narrow polly like Duncan Smith or Coffey you could predict it’s a Catholic.  People have died on Universal Credit, all documented, through the spite and venom this repulsive creature built into the system – and through the evident employment of thugs.  No heads have rolled, no prosecutions for manslaughter.  If there ever is a sane Labour government again, initiating such prosecutions is undoubtedly something it should do.
 
Last thing they want is Jesus twittering around telling them to be harmless as doves and wise as serpents or to love their neighbours.
 
Liberty is a function of love.  Control is a function of self-will.
 
You are not self-forgetting by definition if you are forcing others to obey you, placing to the fore the seedy clamourings of your self. Similarly 'God's mercy' is an exercise in self-stroking, whether attributed to God or claimed by the religious, a sitting there stroking yourself at how virtuous you are being because you are 'showing mercy'. If you love other people, you don't want to do that from which you are 'mercifully' refraining in the first place.
Self-forgetting is graciousness, as in beauty of manner. Grace is paramountly not forcing oneself on others other than to restrain them from forcing themselves on others
These monsters with their monkey jabber about insolence and arrogance are those who really display total self-centredness.
 
Actually the last thing Duncan Smith wants is anyone quoting Jesus at him:  lay ye not up treasure upon earth; take no thought for the morrow.  Clearly the worst of the feckless poor.
 
60% or so fhte population are female and/or gay.  Somewhere over 50% have no religion but the freaks, the raving loonies totally cut off from, the real world presumably assume we’re all submissives, going to lower our eyes when some smooth-tongued animal of a cleric addresses us, understand we mustn’t offend genuine and sincere beliefs by being normal.  After all the entire LabourParty does.  That the genuine and sincere beliefs ae sick filth simply doesn’t matter.  Naturally we all obey priests.  What planet are these creatures on?  I don’t suppose any of them, in Rome, in Riyudh, in Teheran, have ever met a normal Englishwoman.  I expect we’re all going to obey our fathers too  Sure, should our fathers happen to be sergeants or squadron leaders.   
 
So rancid is the British state, corrupt all the way through, riddled with drivel and sickness, that it is possible it will order the Army and the police to fire on women who do not wish to become the servants of men and gays who do not wish to be slaughtered.  Whether the Army and the police would obey is another matter but no, I shouldn’t trust any of the filth, Right or Left.  Ladies being exuberant haw-haw.  Hear them from here.  We must be sensitive.
 
Oh, such sensitivity shown to cowards, liars, thugs, psychopaths, butchers.  Isn’t it sweet how sensitive they all were.  Of course cowards, liars, thugs, psychopaths, butchers must be supported, reinforced, assured how wonderful it is to be cowards, liars, thugs, psychopaths, butchers and how everyone understands how distressed they are at being told they’re cowards, liars, thugs, psychopaths and butchers.  On no account must any demands be made of them.  On no account must they be expected to change.  For pretty much certain thus the commie whores Corbyn and Abbott (local MPs) fighting for the right of their constituents to be the scum of the earth.  Their feelings were hurt, you understand.
 
Sensitivity shown towards my spinal fusion: none.  Christ, but they are all so obvious.
 
… the Vatican says about sin: “Sin is an offense against reason, truth, and right conscience; it is failure in genuine love for God and neighbor caused by a perverse attachment to certain goods. It wounds the nature of man and injures human solidarity. It has been defined as “an utterance, a deed, or a desire contrary to the eternal law.” and about Mortal Sin, they say: “Mortal sin destroys charity in the heart of man by a grave violation of God’s law; it turns man away from God, who is his ultimate end and his beatitude, by preferring an inferior good to him. Venial sin allows charity to subsist, even though it offends and wounds it.”
Mortal Sins - About Catholics
 
Right, now you know their problems with sex, the problems of men who unless they came late to the priesthood have never had a romantic union, know nothing of sexual love between two human beings, whose sexual experience if any is limited to at best an agonised relationship with say a female parishioner and at worse raping children.  In other words their view of sex is rutting and so they think everyone ruts, which is not of course to deny that many people do.  But really these creatures to whom all desire is illegitimate, either to be crushed or to be illicitly satisfied, pronouncing for the rest of us is plain distasteful.
 
It’s all about control.  They have to have control.  Desire threatens control.  Love is worse.  They hate love more than sex.  The little monkeys don’t want to surrender, don’t want to lose themselves in another human, don’t want to love.  The little monkeys have to dominate, stay in control, on top. Sad little monkeys who are terrified of love, never let go, 
 
And of course they think that for the rest of us sex is a cold lifeless expression of physical domination  Sure, for some it is, but these dreadful old freaks who have never curled up with someone after making love, never since they were children known the warmth of another human body around them, lecturing the rest of us, let alone sitting in judgement on me, but of course the chimpo-whores lap it all up.
 
So here are a man and woman who have recently met and fallen in love and are now naked in a nice warm bedroom exploring each other’s bodies, dot, dot, dot.  And here are a lot of nutjob perverts jabbering about mortal sin.  The proposition is you may not choose to make love to anyone you would like to make love to. The question is why not?
 
What’s your problem, nutjobs.  Is it the skin, the dissociation from the body, the fear of the body?  What is frightening the little monkeys about this couple?  Because the little monkey is most disapproving.  This is mortal sin!  This is a deadening of the soul.  The little monkey has not of course heard of the Union of the Lover and the Beloved or of sex in the head.  It’s a very ignorant little monkey, but total ignorance never stopped clerics pronouncing.
 
All because years and years and years ago, like maybe 40000 years ago, primitive man and woman noticed that when a female had sexual intercourse for the first time she (sometimes) bled and it freaked him, like it freaked him that she bled each month, she was WEIRD.  That there is anything weird about a trio of appendages dangling between his legs of course escaped him but surely if any omniscient and omnipotent deity had had any say in it all, he or she would have come up with a vastly more streamlined and elegant system. 
 
Nuw let me prod and poke further, like what is their fucking problem.  They are being disobeyed!  They aren’t used to that.  They think they represent God.  God is being disobeyed!  These two people making love are actually deciding for themselves what they want to do.  Thry aren’t permitted to do that.  They are actually being adult human beings capable of such decisions.  They aren’t permitted to be that.  These pervert priest creatures assume they dictate every aspect of people’s private lives Barge into the bedroom, go through the wardrobe (ambiguous…checking clothes for modesty, I mean, not going into Narnia) but then of course the freak sickies don’t stop there, any more than the Muslim sickies do, they think they have free access to your mind, to order things between your ears. 
 
And what is God’s problem with sex, should he, she or It exist?  Does any fatuous monkey actually believe that God looks down on the bedroom scenario I have outlined and texts Satan to say he’s sending a couple down to him, that God gets frightfully antsy  and jumps up and down with steam coming out of his ears like Garfield because a couple of kids at a disco retire to somewhere more private?
 
But of course it’s a major part of the entire sick charade that God does not like people being humans.  He does like people using their minds and finding out about the world around them.  He does not like them loving each other in any sense  All God understands is you do what I say or I’ll bloody clout yer.
 
Bunch of twisted dirty pathetic old fools
 
But whatever am I talking about.  But I should play with my dolls, not meddle in the affairs of men, not presume to be capable of comment on politics or theology.  It’s quite ridiculous in the world of the Stone Age pervert nutjob so beloved of Blair for a woman to pretend to have a mind, pretend to be educated, an intellectual. As if they could tell, not having minds themselves.  Supposed professors in the University of London are adamant.  The nasty naughty little slave-girl who flouts the authority of her superiors, not understanding they know best since outside their field they clearly know nothing at all, are adamant I am best ignored.    
Supposed is the wrong word.  They are professors in the University of London.  It’s just that they’re all a huge sick joke.  Oh why have I not got on with my needlework and bobbed curtseys to little Miss Micaela and young master Kirit, both of whom clearly think themselves God Almighty. 

I am a graduate of the University of London.  I have qualified for membership of British Mensa.  I am intellectually confident.  I am intellectually competent.  I do not give a flying fuck or even a zipless one about a bunch of senile and psychotic perverts and their grotesque, diseased, disgusting, filthy, vile and ludicrous slave-slags.
 
Is that quite clear, McGuckin, you repulsive and ludicrous little woman.  Your problem is what, apart from subnormal intelligence?  You are funny.  A retarded monkey expects me to take it seriously, to be in awe of it, a retarded monkey that can't learn, speak, reason, but only engage in wordless, mindless bestiality, a retarded monkey devoid of intellect, education, ethics, reason, integrity, honesty, a dirty little brute beast to which truth, justice, law mean nothing, a vicious little mental defective who washes bedpans.  
 
So shall we talk about robots, real ones, about AI.  Shall we talk about throwing all these cunts on the scrapheap – poetic justice – because it’s a very open question how necessary they’re going to be.  Cancer patients need nice warm loving people to talk them through their journey but if the robots are taking all factors into consideration and determining the treatment, these nice people do not need to be all that bright.  Probably human oversight of the treatment would be mandatory.
 
It would be incredibly satisfying – well, to me – if just when a punk like Ardeshna thought he’d reached the top of the slippery elm he was made redundant.  Meanwhile, Christ, but they think a lot of themselves.  They own my body.  They rule the world.