Girls Write Out
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
You know what really gets to me lately? Big brother is alive and well, and the sad part is that the camera is completely pointed at the wrong thing. People would have you believe that it's fundamentalist Christians who are out to destroy the world and keep a sharp eye on you. But you know what? Us freaky Christians? We actually allow you to have an opinion that differs from ours.

We do not call you a heathen or the like because you have a differing opinion. We may think you're wrong, but we would tell you in love. We wouldn't cram our truth down your throat.

Now, let's take Hollywood as an example. If you don't believe in gay marriage (regardless of your reasons -- ie., you don't like the redefinition of marriage) you are a homophobe, hate-monger, etc., etc. In the meantime, when's the last time you saw a "normal" Christian portrayed in a film/movie? Yet if you watched Grey's Anatomy, you would be led to believe that at least 50% of the working surgical community is lesbian -- and that even the wild heterosexuals can't stay out of the broom closet during their shift. Now, it appears Batwoman is also a red-headed lesbian. Who knew? So their opinion is the one that matters. Yours is hateful just so you know. It totally justifies their calling us names. Yeah, um... Does this generation even know who McCarthy was? Because it's only been reversed.

My point is this. You cannot complain about big brother and get all paranoid if YOUR beliefs do not allow for a differing opinion. I believe God is a big boy, and He can handle Himself if someone chooses free will. I mean, He did give us that right. Global warming has yet to be proven as human-caused -- yet that agenda is crammed down my kids' throats everyday. Hey, Americans can use some serious cutting back, I get that.

But how long ago did Gore predict the end of the earth as we know it? And we're still here. Go figure. Sure, some people are feeling guilty and buying carbon footprint tickets along with their airline tickets (ie., investment in Al Gore's fake charity.) Do you know what that prediction did for us? It allowed us to get these crappy new lightbulbs with mercury in them, so disposing of them, and their half-life is a lot worse than what Mr. Edison created for us. In twenty years time, a new expert will decry this stupid law and we will come to understand that the lightbulb lobbyists played their cards right in the early 2000's and we all lost.

So here I am a complete pessimist, but if you think government can fix this economy, you need to read some history books. "The Fall of Rome" is a good place to start. But if you just want to have some fun, get one of our books and recycle it. : )

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At 1:01 PM, Blogger Valerie said...

Why don't you say what you think, Kristin? :)

I LOVE it and fully agree...

At 1:05 PM, Blogger Colleen Coble said...

Sooo true! I was just bemoaning to Dave how nearly every show on HGTV now is showing homosexual couples, as if that's totally the same percentage you see in the real world. It might be in California, but it's sure not in the rest of the world. I don't even KNOW a homosexual couple. I've had some gay friends but it's sure not a common thing to see in Indiana.

I'm about to start looking for other viewing.

At 1:05 PM, Blogger Denise Hunter said...

Uh, those light bulbs!! Kevin busted one in the laundry room minutes before company came over. I googled how to clean up the mess, air out the room etc. We are not buying those anymore. It's not worth the risk of permanent damage or death!

At 1:45 PM, Blogger Kristin said...

Valerie, do you know how many time I hear that in a week? LOL

I grew up with a gay couple across the street, so I've always known them, but honestly, you couldn't have told them from the next neighbor.

I'm sure I know more Christians than a lot of people too, but I don't pretend they are over-running the world.

At 3:00 PM, Anonymous Hannah said...

I hate those energy-efficient light bulbs! The ones our family gets in the mail give off this sickly green hue that makes everyone in their perimeter look sick with the flu.

It is disgusting how much television nowadays revolves around homosexual people. I live in California and I don't see that many gay people (except on the news -- there's a story on "gay rights" almost everyday). So now my telly viewing is reduced to PBS and old classics, like "Get Smart". (Not that I mind the latter! ; )

At 3:02 PM, Blogger Kristin said...

That's so true! You know, we're watching "Leave it to Beaver" at night. oh my gosh, my teenagers even, laugh right out loud at it. Who would have thought?

At 8:59 PM, Blogger Dawn said...

Excellent points.
Al Gore is now super rich by scaring people half to death. I told someone at work that I didn't believe in global warming - you would have thought I said I didn't believe in oxygen!! FYI- this person just moved to SC from California.

And, those stupid light bulbs make me feel blind as a bat. Horrible reading light. Or maybe I'm buying the wrong ones.....

At 12:34 PM, Blogger OK Chick said...



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Kristin Billerbeck
Kristin Billerbeck is a proud Californian, wife, mother of four, and connoisseur of the irrelevant. She writes Christian Chick Lit; where she finds need for most of the useless facts lulling about in her head.

Colleen Coble

Colleen Coble writes romantic suspense with a strong atmospheric element. A lovable animal of some kind--usually a dog--always populates her novels. She can be bribed with DeBrand mocha truffles.

Denise Hunter

Denise Hunter writes women's fiction and love stories with a strong emotional element. Her husband says he provides her with all her romantic material, but Denise insists a good imagination helps too.

Diann Hunt

Diann Hunt writes romantic comedy and humorous women's fiction. She has been happily married forever, loves her family, chocolate, her friends, chocolate, her dog, and well, chocolate.

Hannah Alexander

Cheryl Hodde writes romantic medical suspense under the pen name of Hannah Alexander, using all the input she can get from her husband, Mel, for the medical expertise. For fun she hikes and reads. Out of guilt, she rescues discarded cats. She and Mel are presently taking orders from four pampered strays.

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