Is annoying. It stuns the mind, encourages rationalising, and achieves economic ruin with a hint of desperation in encouraging further acts of humiliation and mental disability.
Infatuation with Jesus produces the exact effect.
I had a rather troublesome day today having wasted half of the day because of a misunderstanding in an interview I scheduled to attend. Fortunately, my potential-temporary-future-employer was most understanding.
Unfortunately, I had the misfortune of having accidentally lent my phone to a homophobic Jesus lover in the interim. The sort so engrossed in the religion, he doesn’t even bother apologising for his hatred of the GLBT community, giving his opinions unsolicited while borrowing my phone when his prepaid credits had run dry.
I gave the usual interest in opening a dialogue initially when the topic began with him giving an euphoric description of why I must be Christian because the apocalypse will arrive in 2020.
My efforts in quoting from the rather embarrassingly extensive collection of immoral fables and laws in the Bible such as disproportionate punishment for looking in the wrong direction and teaching fathers the ethical ways of selling their daughters produced a rather disappointing statement.
They needed those laws because they were fucking everything. That’s why there are gay people.
I admit, those were not his exact sentence which was a dull euphemism in Chinese.
I acknowledged his poor grasp of ethics by putting on my shades, and asked pointedly, crudely, coldly: “Do you agree to the hatred on GLBTs?”
He applied in the affirmative.
My response: “Then we have nothing left to discuss.”
And walked away from the comfortable stone bench where I was waiting for a bus, to a standing position somewhere farther away.
He followed me to say goodbye, and asked me whether I was a heterosexual, with further speech annoyingly sprinkled with how much older he was compared to me (one year to be exact, and uttered with authority) and further admonishments to convert to Christianity.
I ignored him with grunts and started reading Neil Gaiman’s Neverwhere (the surest sign to everyone who knows me that I no longer register the noises coming out of your mouth) until he left to sleep on a bench. He did say some other stuff, but I won’t bore you with the details.
Guy who annoyed me with Jesus love after this evil atheist helped you with his mobile phone without question, this is for you.