"Rock and roll music, on the other hand, is something like the banging of trashcan lids together, hooting and shouting of a band of monkeys, so women with tattoos in hotpants can gyrate for their prospective mates of the evening. No one leads. There are no real dance moves: merely hopping up and down in one spot. The dance partners do not even need to touch each other, or, for that matter, be on the same part of the dance floor. The boys (they are not men) ogle their partners, perhaps hoping to see if her hooters will bounce out of her braless tanktop. The music is loud, the lights are dark yet dazzling, and there are no flowers. There is no champagne."
"our [Catholic?] women are fertile, their rounded breasts engorged with milk, their nubile & callipygious hips able to bear children, whereas pagan women are mannequins, female in name only, barren"
etc. It's like his brain is filled with thousands of vomiting maggots.
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Date: 2009-08-16 06:28 pm (UTC)Further ps: have you read this particular gem of an entry?
"the sexual revolution led to depravity and child-murder"
"Rock and roll music, on the other hand, is something like the banging of trashcan lids together, hooting and shouting of a band of monkeys, so women with tattoos in hotpants can gyrate for their prospective mates of the evening. No one leads. There are no real dance moves: merely hopping up and down in one spot. The dance partners do not even need to touch each other, or, for that matter, be on the same part of the dance floor. The boys (they are not men) ogle their partners, perhaps hoping to see if her hooters will bounce out of her braless tanktop. The music is loud, the lights are dark yet dazzling, and there are no flowers. There is no champagne."
"our [Catholic?] women are fertile, their rounded breasts engorged with milk, their nubile & callipygious hips able to bear children, whereas pagan women are mannequins, female in name only, barren"
etc. It's like his brain is filled with thousands of vomiting maggots.