Bravo, Sir. Bravo.

You know this is Slashdot, right? Near as I can tell, the very concept of Sin is irrelevant to most of the people here. Besides that, if we're to take the bible literally, particularly the Old Testament, your god is a genocidal murderer. I think we're quite justified in feeling morally superior to your deity.

Also, he's not a heretic, because he's not a Christian. Were I a Christian, I would be a heretic, because my bible would have some fat magic marker through the entire Old Testament, and pretty much all of Paul.

Ya know. Funny thing here. A dick fits in a mouth. A dick fits in an ass. Tongues and fingers work fantastically on pussies. In fact, for most women, they work better than dick. Male deer fuck male deer (sometimes while the receiver is giving it to a lady deer), and male dolphins give each other blowhole-jobs (seriously, way to go, guys).

Seems to me homosexuality is a weird little option nature gives us. Obviously a species would not survive well if most of its members preferred their own sex over the opposite. Humans, however, are in no danger of extinction due to low birth rate, so I don't see any trouble.

As to "If he dates women and with experience learns to enjoy sex with them, he won't be gay any more." That is one of the stupidest things I've ever heard. Plenty of gay men have fucked women and had a perfectly good time. It's less about who you fuck and more about who you're intimate with. I could fuck a dude. We could have a gay ol' time (sorry, I couldn't help myself). But I couldn't get all snuggly and intimate with the guy afterwards. I'm not wired that way. That's why I've slept with women and that's why I married a woman: because sex and intimacy are not the same thing, but they go very very well together.

Now then: Gender inappropriate behavior? I have two sons. I won't deny that I hope for them to be strong and masculine, but I hope they find a balance. A man with no feminine traits is a macho asshole. Too many, and, well, I don't really want my boys to be big sissies, especially if they're gay. "Sure son, you can try out for the lead in Cats if you really want, but might I also suggest rugby? If you're gonna be gay, you should at least learn to smash a bigot's face in, and besides: fifteen strong, athletic young men? Sounds like a good place to meet someone."

But when it comes down to it, I would rather my boys have too many "inappropriate feminine" traits than too many masculine. I would much rather have a dancing, prancing, lisping, limp-wristed, shoe-shopping queen for a son than a beer-swillin', gun-wavin, queer-hatin', woman-beatin' date rapist.

We don't teach our soldiers to yell, "Have at thee, O noble and worthy foe!" as they shoot someone, nor should we. We desensitize the shit out of them so the can pull the trigger when a trigger needs pullin'. It sucks, but it gets the job done. I watched that video ready to see some blatantly obvious attacks on civilians. I saw a bunch of guys in a targeting camera hurrying towards a combat zone, and one guy leaning around a wall with what looked a hell of a lot like a bazooka. Then I heard a guy in the radio say, "he's got an RPG!" and then start asking for permission to open fire. Then he waits for permission, and all the while, that thing still looks like a weapon. An innocent dude and his friends get blown away. It sucks, but it's war. A van shows up and starts loading up the wounded, the van gets blown away, and it turns out there were kids in it. All in all, it's a really shitty situation, but the people behind the guns were following the rules of engagement as I understand them. The van is a little less clear-cut, but apparently a vehicle loading up wounded enemy combatants is considered an enemy unless it's made clear its affiliations. You can be damn sure if I'm living in a war zone I'm going to educate myself on the basics of "How not to be perceived as an enemy."

Ugh, the whole time I was typing that, I wanted to use the term "libtard." I think because I was defending the military, which isn't something I'm usually quick to do.

Horse. Fucking. Shit. Coordinate your teams better, with some overlap on shifts. Get some scheduling wizard in there to bust his ass once to set up a system that works, and pay fucking attention when switching off. About half my close family works in the medical profession, and I see how they are getting off an 8-hour shift compared to a 12+ hour shift. Information getting lost at handoffs? Maybe it's because the people relaying this information are too tired to possibly think straight, despite their claims of magnificent stamina. I'll buy that a changing of the guard introduces complications, but I would attribute that more to fatigue and to arrogant fuckers with an MD after their names who won't listen to their nurses.

I actually take particular note of well-thought-out warning labels. For example, my sons have a number of telescoping plastic lightsabers. Nowhere on the lightsaber does it say, "Don't hit people with this." It does say, "Don't poke or jab people or animals with the lightsaber," and then goes on to explain that it's designed not to collapse too easily, so a thrust can cause unexpected injury. That's wonderful. They knew damn well kids (and their dads) would be hitting each other with these things, but they had a genuine safety issue to address. Rather than cover their asses and say, "Don' hit people," they explained how not to hit people and why. They also possessed the insight to realize that they couldn't put both warnings on there, because if you're ignoring one label, you're probably going to ignore all of them.

Seriously? This person is out to murder as many people as possible. She is not a military "enemy." It's not a case of, "I'm stuck in a foxhole shooting at someone who I would probably get along with if our governments weren't in a spat, I wish we could get along." This is someone out to murder civilians, but gets blown to smithereens because someone is offering to make her cock bigger. FUCKING HILARIOUS.

...shortly thereafter, the inmates of the US Prison system developed an effective working democracy. Officials quickly responded by requiring all inmates to register as Democrats or Republicans.

Caveat: I know jack about union laws. It seems to me though, that your dad's employees went about this the wrong way. Had they said, "As a group of people working together toward common purpose, we declare ourselves a Union," things may have worked out better for them. Unless they were dicks with unrealistic expectations, which sorta sounds like it might have been the case. I see no reason though, that people need to seek out an already existing union when they collectively have the bargaining power necessary to fulfill their needs. Every time I hear about a business with nothing but miserable employees, who complain that they can't do anything about it because they don't have a union, I want to scream, "So fucking make one! You don't need anyone's permission! They can't afford to lose every single one of you at once so you can take control of this situation!"

Of course, I'm probably wrong. There's probably some law on the books that says all the sexually harassed waitresses at that Italian restaurant in my town can't be part of a union, or that they can only part of a specific regional union that doesn't give a flying shit about them.

Heck, as I understand it, the Brits have healthier teeth than we do, but they're not concerned as much with the aesthetic. A lot more Yanks will spend thousands of dollars to have straight, white teeth, Brits will make sure they're clean, strong and healthy, and stop there. These are generalizations, of course.

It's less a problem of teachers and more a problem of the punishments they're required to give out. I got in a small fight in 5th grade (Capture the Flag can get pretty heated), and after we were separated we were both made to write a page about what we did wrong, blah blah blah. My page explained what happened and that I had done nothing wrong, except perhaps tagging the other fella too hard, as that seemed to be what he was complaining about when he tackled me. I did the appropriate thing, and intended to do the exact same thing in the future if necessary (actually, I resolved to not start crying after everything was over and my body got hit with the adrenalin shock, but other than that, exact same thing). When I handed the paper to my teacher the next day, he started skimming it and gave me a quick wink and a thumbs-up. It was a few years later that I realized he was probably required to give us both the same punishment. I'm just glad we went to a school that wasn't overly paranoid and allowed teachers to handle things on their own. I wouldn't be surprised if the same scuffle wouldn't be followed up with a police report these days. And no, it wasn't much of a fight. I got tackled, ended up on top, the kid bit my knee, so I punched him in the forehead.

Marilyn Manson had a song about that... holy crap almost 20 years ago. My youth was wasted on shitty music.

Don't be too quick to say, "it was self-defense." In most cases, it wasn't, and you just admitted you did it.

Have a couple of rugrats. You'll end up staying in a hotel just so that you can let your two year old walk around without his great-grandmother having a heart attack about what little porcelain piece of shit he's going to break.

That's a movie. For the life of me, I can't remember the name. Some tiny European nation is going bankrupt, so they decide to send in their special forces to attack the US. Their soldiers are the best archers in the land, in like the 1970s. The plan is to attack and surrender immediately, and thus gain US protection. Of course, the plan goes awry, and... well, I wouldn't call it hilarity, but amusement ensues.