|First, a PSA:
Recently, Mike Adams wrote an open missive to the National Endowment for the Arts and published it with the title, The Queer Muhammed: an experiment in tolerance. Here's the leadoff:
I write to you today, not with a request, but with a demand. I’ve been sitting back patiently while the NEA has been promoting anti-Christian “art” for a number of years. In fact, one could say that I have been supporting it, too, given that my tax dollars have been spent on this garbage. And maybe I’ve been supporting it in another way by refusing to write you to express my frustration. That is, until now.
In the spirit of the “separation of church and state,” my demand is that you commission a painting – fully funded with tax dollars – that has one intention and one intention only: To offend Muslims everywhere.
Here's a tip, Mike: Muhammed's always been (at the very least) a crossdresser, and recently h/she came outa the closet as a full-blown (pardon the pun--or not) queer:
[N.B. UPDATE: Ya really ought to start the sound file, now... ]
I'll say this for the old Butcher of Medina: he's got gams. Such a pleasant singing voice, too. And though I prefer blondes (my Wonder Woman's of solid Nordic stock), if he'd shave, I might even be tempted to give 'im a twirl around the dance floor. But since I don't swing that way, I'd never—not even in my wildest bachelor years—take it any further...
Second thought, I have to wonder if s/he uses "Essence of Goat Dung" as his/her personal fragrance... Yeh, there goes the invitation onto the dance floor, boys n girls. Not gonna dance with goat dung, no matter how good the attached legs are.
So, next question: When are the moose-limbs gonna start burning down third world county™'s embassy? All i wanna know is, who's bringing the marshmallows? Yeh, yeh, I know: Muhammed's bringing the hot dogs...
(Also posted at THE third world county and the OLD third world county)