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Why Don't I Ever Get The Sanctimonious Christian Trolls Anymore?
I found a new blog today called "Atheist In A Minivan". It's written by an atheist woman who goes by the handle "Possummamma". Her daughter, (nick "Possum #1 on the blog), who is younger than 13 from what I gather, was asked to write a "pop essay" (like a "pop quiz") in her public school class right before Christmas.
Folks, you have to read this kid's essay. It's that good.
[link] What I want for Christmas, by Possum#1
There's a movie that's frequently shown in twenty-four hour blocks in which the main character, Ralphie, wants nothing but a Red Ryder BB Gun for Christmas. Ironically enough, he's asked to write an essay about his Christmas desire by a slightly shrewd teacher and told that he'll shoot his eye out. As I glance around this classroom, I see that many of my friends are feverishly pumping out manifestos dictating what gadgets and goodies they wish to find under their Christmas tree on the morning of December 25th. My mind, however, is reeling over the presumption that my public school teacher has addressed our classroom and assigned an essay in which she presumes that the entire lot of us are Christian or celebrate Christmas.
However, the real kicker comes in the form of one of the nastiest, most bigoted Baptist minister-trolls I have seen in a long, long time. "William", the ugly, vile troll in question, equates atheists to rapists, tells Possummomma that she is a bad mother - simply for being an atheist, and denounces anyone who steps up to defend Possummamma with hellfire and damnation.
Start reading here, and read the next three posts to here.
Those of you that think that the intolerant "fundy" Christian is just a stereotype, please read the posts above.
Possummamma, keep up the great work. Possum #1's essay was spectacular. And the ending of the saga was great as well. Possum #1, pushed by super-bigot Baptist minister William, declared herself an atheist due to his bigotry and angry irrationality.
Good for you Possum #1!
It's wackos like William who will be the first in line to piously and gleefully force all the atheists, non-Christians, and non-believers into the re-education centers if the Dominionists take over.
That is, until their own particular flavor of Christianity is deemed to be outside theocratic canon and they find themselves locked up for blasphemy and as "enemies of the faith".

















YES
"Is William so afraid of his own weak rationale that he has to attack the composition of a seventh grader?"
Yes, when presented with sufficient evidence and logic to refute your own world view, you only have three choices; acceptance, denial or attack. I don't think the first two are options for William. Acceptance requires an open mind and denial requires the feeling of loss for something you truly knew.
Hi!
Noticed your trackback in my blog.
Just popped over to say "hey!"
I'll have to show Possum#1 this blog when she gets home from school. I'm sure her shy little cheeks will turn bright red. :) Thanks.
Oh, and,...you can have William if you want him. Although, he'd probably run from an adult adversary.
Go Possum 1
That is a remarkable contrast between the wisdom of a child with a functioning brain and the dumb fucking stupidity of adults who should know better. Has Possummamma done a good job, or what? Thanks for this link. Made my day.
Nice Blog
I never would have found your blog if "William" hadn't shown up at Possummomma's blog, so I guess I should thank him for that. ;)
if you really want one...
All you have to do is start posting material on Frank Walton, of atheismsucks.blogspot (I won't link to him). If you post enough links to his site, and he notices the traffic and comes here to read (or you could just email him at atheismsucks@yahoo.com to let him know), you'll have one of the nastiest little Xian trolls at your beck and call.
You can play him like a monkey on a chain, too.
tantum religio potuit suadere malorum
Lucretius