This girl was happy. It was 1985, and she'd just joined the Jimmy Swaggart church cult. Look at those eyes, so bright, oblivious, and naive. I miss that slim neck. Do you have any idea how many times that young lady heard, "where's your smile?" Because there is no tolerance for a joyless, nonsmiling female cultist. And what's not to smile about? I had new friends and a community. I worked at Jimmy Swaggart's for four years. We had a little utopia where we worked, went to church, had friends all right there together. One time I tried dating a guy who was Baptist. I was told we would be unequally yoked because he didn't speak in tongues, so I didn't date him. Another time a guy asked me why I wore black all the time. He was two years older than me, but somehow he was our leader. He said my clothes gave off an air of oppression. When anyone there used the word "oppression," they were referring to the devil. So he was saying that I looked li
Facebook came into the world masquerading as an Angel of light. It convinced us we needed their platform to "connect." This quicksand sucked in businesses, politicians, entertainers; it transformed ordinary people into terrible minor gods. This devil served us Koolaide made of cesspool water, and we drank, and it kindled our devils. And he did it with funny memes, family pics, conspiracies, hate groups, and pseudo "debating" mixed together. "A spoon full of sugar makes the medicine go down." This devil enticed us with a call to connection while tieing our hands and whispering, "all it will cost is our soul." A slick demon that Facebook is, masquerading as light. Read the testimony of Facebook whistleblower Frances Haugen or watch the 60 Minutes interview, and you will see just how evil that platform operates. I've been on social media for sixteen years. I started blogging in June of 2005, right before Hurricane Katrina.
Every Thanksgiving we take our Christmas pics. This year I wanted to take them in the Geek Parlor, so the kids decided we'd just raid our closets and wear whatever the F we wanted. I mean, 2020 has been so INSANE, so why not? I love how they turned out. Merry Christmas and good riddance 2020!!