I have to rant. Just go with me. You may enjoy this.
Classes just started today, and I made it to my Philosophy 1010 (Critical Thinking) class. The professor asks us to introduce ourselves and tell us something interesting. I mentioned my practicing witchcraft (or at least my version of it), and the class goes into hysterics. One snotty bitch tells me to 'take that devils symbol off my neck.' All I can do is assume that she meant my pentangle. I try to defend myself. I was feeling abnormally nice today, so I did my best to describe my faith, if only briefly. No dice. The entire class almost lynches me on the spot. Somehow, I ended up in the one PHILOSOPHY class full of fundies.
The professor tried to calm them down, but asked me, for the sake of the class, to take off my pentangle. For his sake, I did. Now guess what I did next. I showed those assholes who had the bigger pair of balls. They decided to gang up on me, so I went after each one individually.
I went to each of those little pricks, found SOME sort of religious symbol on them and DEMANDED that they remove it. I made them KNOW who the hell they were messing with. Howl Coyote does NOT back down. NEVER! Spent almost half an hour making my 30 some odd classmate my enemies. And you know what? I NEVER FEALT BETTER!!!!
And guess what. I ain't dropping the class. I'm going to make them FEEL my pain for the rest of the semester.
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I apologize for my vulgarity, but I had to let it out somewhere.
Blessed Be
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