I’m sorry but this is what is frustrating/irritating/angering/ me about this presidential debate, the birth control debate, the ”marriage” debate, the bullying debate and so much more…

The ”Christian” base is being used as the basis of this country….. but we have forgotten that a boat left europe to leave  religious rule by the government.  And now we are in this situation once again…. religious rule by government and voters are allowing it. Do you really want to go back to the Mayflower?

This country has locked up American Germans during the World War, the same with Japanese Americans, and now we are doing the same with Muslim and Somalian Americans because of their religion not their race.

“Christianity” is being taken as the basis of this country…..I’m sorry but ChINO is being taken as the basis of this country. Christianity In Name Only. Taking only certain parts of the Bible to make laws work in their favor, or make groups or policies look bad because the Bible says so. Yet if you bring up other parts of Bible like: be kind to others, all are gods children, and so many more.

We have Jews, Muslims, Orthodox, and Mormons leading this country and we have a presidential candidate questioning the president’s christianity? Any government official, public servant, elect official that keeps their religion out of their politics is a good public servant…. religion does not belong in government.

If we allow religion in any form to be in government we are back to the Mayflower. The United States blames other countries for not learning from their pasts and yet does not learn from its own past faults. We blame color and religion for the problems of our country, and now we blame women’s freedom for the problems of our country.

I think its time to take a look at men’s stupidity for the problems of our country, white mens stupidity, severe white conservative religious men’s stupidity… that is our problem once again along with the media’s uproar of a single topic in taking our civil liberties away.

30 to 40 years we received our civil liberties (but women) and since then our conservative bias media has blown drug abuse, theft, abortion, women’s rights and so much more out of proportion that we now have legislature and congress following media and religion as to what laws should be.

Last but not least, those that do not pay attention or stand up for the cause or vote or voice an opinion, you are as much of the problem. You must do something, your life is not that busy, if I can run a family with a husband deployed, run a city, and still have time to be an activist and vote, you can take 15 minutes a week to do your part.

Religion does not belong in government unless all religion is taking part.

in the name of humanity stop throwing your god in my face

Reblogged from FindingStrengthToStandAgain's Blog:

Middle School                 “I don’t know what’s wrong.  I just feel weird.  It just feels like I am in a commercial I have seen before. I know what’s going on around me.  I know everyone around me.  I have seen them all before.  I just can’t join into their conversations.  I just feel different, and then I count my fingers and pat my face.  Then I am tired.” “An EEG…with all those cords???  You cannot be serious!  I can’t wear that to school!  Everyone’s …

connecting with others who are “finding strength to stand again”

Reblogged from Angie's Anti-Theistic Thoughts:

It is simply shocking that in the year 2012 people are still getting stung by bees, even when we all know perfectly well the best ways to avoid this. Clearly, people are being frivolous and uncareful in their personal protection and if they took this kind of threat a bit more seriously, maybe they wouldn’t hate themselves so badly after an attack. So, in the spirit of victim-shaming, let me share with you the best methods for avoiding being stung by a bee. Remember: if you are stung by a bee, you should …

This is great

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2012/02/13/fox-news-liz-trotta-rape_n_1274018.html

But a couple of months ago I saw an 80′s white station wagon, one my ex used to drive, one that every time I saw I would cringe. My husband and I were driving down Hwy 169 in Champlin, MN and on the east side of the highway with a forsale sign on it was an exact duplicate of my ex’s wagon. I froze. I gasped. And then asked my husband to turn around and go back to that station wagon.

He pulled up in the parking lot about 4 car lengths from the fear on wheels….. I sat in our car and stared at the white monstrosity… getting out, walking over, with pictures and horror films running through my mind I touched the ghosts window….. dragged my fingers along its silver arms upto the handle on the front door…. the red interior was just the same hiding all the beatings I had taken…. I opened the door, sat down inside, grasp the steering wheel and looked in the mirror……

My devil was not in back…. it was just an empty back seat that was clean and ready for sale.

I stepped back out, thanked the owner, got in our vehicle and went on our way home. Smiling at my husband I thanked him for helping me win that battle over 80′s white station wagons. The flashbacks would no longer be as severe when I saw one, I would no longer hide when one was in a parking lot.

I still have pine and pine trees, sand and other things to get past, that trigger things that have ugly faces. But kicking the wagon and making it steel instead of scare….. lets me know that I do have the strength now to do this….

Reblogged from Demand the Change, Change of Heart:

By Lindsay Gullingsrud Do you like quotes?  I do.  I find that quotes can bring me to a point of clarity and often keep me on the path I wish to be on.  Whether I remember them all the time is another story, but I try.  There are a number of quotes I have read or that have been given to me over the years.  Today I am thinking of two: Be the change you want to see in the world. ~ Mahatma Gandhi You gain strength, courage and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look fear in the …

Thank you Lindsay, Eleanor’s quote has been a long loved one of mine