Something funny happened yesterday.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

Something funny happened to me yesterday.  I was given an intervention on Facebook by several members of my extended family.  Not a drug intervention, no, that'd be pointless and hypocritical of the alcoholic white-trash pay'buckers that populate most of my family tree.  No, no, it was a "You're a complete psycho because of the weird shit you write and the abnormal crap you read and there's something obviously wrong with you, you horrible fucker, if you aren't obsessed with money and power and dominating your little castle of life like we do" intervention.

Well, they were partly right.

I'm not obsessed with my job.  It's what I DO, not what I AM.  I also have no wish to dominate my family, to impose order upon those who rely upon me, or to send my daughter off to one of those "straight camps".  Domination of family members isn't only unnecessary, it's kinda sick.  And as for my daughter, well, she can run her own life quite nicely without having her head fucked up by religious whackjobs in some mass brainwashing facility in Phoenix.

As for the stuff I write or post or whatever, that isn't a patch on what REALLY happens in this nightmare we invented and named "society".  I am not here to tell you pleasant lies, nor am I here to write paeans to horrible shit like gang rapes in India, drone strikes in Pakistan, or the latest round of shenanigans in Israel.  You can get THAT from the TV.

No, I'm here to explain things to the best of my ability.  That's what being a Holy Man™ is all about.  And if that offends some people, or if I disturb them enough that they think I need an "intervention", then that's a problem in THEIR heads, not mine.

So I sent them all pictures of Dutch fetishists having fun, gave them a hearty "FUCK YOU!", and then watched as they all defriended me.  Oh, no.  How sad.  Frankly, if I'd have known THAT would be all it would take to get those gasbags to shut up, I'd have done this shit YEARS ago.

And now they'll have more to talk about at their parties. 

TGRR,
Public Service by Request.

[Nephew Twiddleton]

thats awesome! Also the fact that interventions are happening online line now is kinda funny. But people pretend to have sex online so i suppose it was only a matter of time for other life activities to move onto digital.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

thats awesome! Also the fact that interventions are happening online line now is kinda funny. But people pretend to have sex online so i suppose it was only a matter of time for other life activities to move onto digital.

Actually, I think they'd have done it in person, except that:

1.  I'm 3000 miles away, and

2.  I am not known for my rational responses toward lesser members of my genetic line under the BEST of circumstances.  They think they're safe behind their keyboards.  Ho ho ho.

[insideout]

How bizarre.  and sad.

I've found you amazingly sane in my limited time here.

Which may not mean anything.  Many people around me act like they find me rational, but they still back away from me slowly.

Fuck em.

Is your daughter old enough to be on facebook?  Their next step is to try to get to you thru her, if any of your family have contact with her.

[Nephew Twiddleton]

Its still a funny concept. And on facebook no less.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

How bizarre.  and sad.

I've found you amazingly sane in my limited time here.

Which may not mean anything.  Many people around me act like they find me rational, but they still back away from me slowly.

Fuck em.

Is your daughter old enough to be on facebook?  Their next step is to try to get to you thru her, if any of your family have contact with her.

My daughter is a mutant that would flay them alive, were they so foolish as to try it.  She's not your standard teenager...She has a hate that puts mine to shame, and she spends all day waiting for some fool to give her an excuse.  The family knows this, and they don't contact her.

And sanity, of course, is a relative concept (if you'll excuse the pun).  Sanity to ME is to try to see the world the way it REALLY is, and deal with it accordingly.  Sanity to my extended family is to deny your own perceptions and have a picture of reality shrink-wrapped and presented to you by various churches, pundits, etc.  Hell, they might even be right...I can only depend on my own senses and how my brain interprets them; I might be very wrong.  But if I AM wrong and they are right, then I'm not interested in sanity, because it's banal, boring, and DUMB.

[Cardinal Pizza Deliverance.]

I think we have the same relatives, Rev. I'm sorry they are shitbags. Your daughter must be so disappointed they didn't say that shit about straight camp to her face.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

I think we have the same relatives, Rev. I'm sorry they are shitbags.

I'm not.  They give me a way to vent.  I only wish this had been in person.

Your daughter must be so disappointed they didn't say that shit about straight camp to her face.

My daughter has long since given up caring what they say, but yes, she feels cheated out of her fun.

[LMNO]

I'm both relieved and slightly jealous that my family isn't that fucked.

I mean, all I got is a well-adjusted Scientologist.  Not even one of the Xenu-whackjob kinds!

[The Good Reverend Roger]

I'm both relieved and slightly jealous that my family isn't that fucked.

I mean, all I got is a well-adjusted Scientologist.  Not even one of the Xenu-whackjob kinds!

It's sort of like having my own private hunting preserve, really.

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

Holy shit!

Your family is batshit, but they think you're the crazy one. Just like that guy on OK Cupid.

[Luna]

send my daughter off to one of those "straight camps"

They SAID that?

Holy fuck.

All I've got is one aunt who married a Mormon who is studiously ignoring the fact that I left the shitbag husband.  (Note: I have not actually discussed this with anybody but my mother... therefore, it didn't happen.  I'm still getting the occasional birthday card for him.  Straight to the trash.)