Enter the Thought-Crime

I'm not sure how much you know about this, but there has been a worldwide campaign against any sentiments against homosexuality. In fact, in Canada, a minister was fined a few thousand dollars and threatened with prison time if he carried on talking about the Biblical stance against homosexuality.
The latest in this rather politically safe trend is Brazil. The Brazilian president, Luiz Inacio Lula da Silva, said something to the effect that homophobic thoughts should be criminalised.
Now, I'm not even going to go into the whole gay-rights thing, but don't you think that's a bit of a scary statement? Whether or not I'm pro-or-anti-gay doesn't even enter the picture at this point. The fact that anyone, particularly a political leader, wants to criminalise dissent or open-minded thought, and freedom of speech, putting homophobia not only on par with, but above such social scourges as totalitarianism and racism is ridiculous.
The fact that he said homophobic thoughts should be criminalised is seriously disturbing.
Oh, by the bye, did you hear that the worldwide economy is going to hell and Russia is buying up all the oil in the world and aligning itself with the most oil-rich countries in the world?
Of course you did. Cause you're clever.

Pettru?

Yeah, so I'm not really into Apocalyptica, but their third cello is mind-bogglingly hawt.
Here. Have some completely gratuitous metal manflesh.
Brutal.
Giggle snort.
Oh, yeah, and Skwisgaar Skwigelf is also completely delish, despite also being completely fictional.

'God is a comedian playing to an audience too afraid to laugh.'
I don't think when Francois Arouet wrote those words, he meant them as I understand them, but I do think he would appreciate the understanding I take of them.
People are bloody-minded and ridiculous, and they dumb themselves down so that they don't have to be intelligent. I wish I could be as light-hearted as some of these ridiculous scoundrels, but I don't have the lack of drive.
Faugh.
Anyhow, I don't mean to return to this blog on a negative note, but sometimes, people just drive me up the wall. I think I need these half-hour hikes I've been taking on weekdays, just a few hours to rock climb and trample through the wood finding blackberries and foxes tangled up in each other and, every now and again, a deer, or minnows in the creek.
I'm going introspective, people, and my Muses are running in terror. I think I'm going to have to find a tall slender blue-eyed blond with a crooked smile and oddly white teeth to laugh about. They're always good for an eye-bat or two.
So I haven't done any real art or writing lately, but I'm convinced that my novel is really coming together.
(giggle)