Within one tenth of a second upon hearing about the Spanish massacre, I thought: ‘murdering bastards!’ and was quite happy when I read Drudge cite those ‘Barcelona bastards’ hours later.’ Apparently, others recognize what it obvious.
Bastards I tell ya. Children of an illegitimate father, running unsent with a mission of mayhem, mischief, misery, carnage, death, and complete disregard for humanity. Bastards.
And to those of you who will somehow equate those monsters with Christianity, stop right there! No. What Christian do you know who plots, plans, and executes people on a sidewalk in the name of Jesus Christ? Name one if you dare, and I will show you another murdering bastard, and will prove you a fool.
Take a lesson from the pear tree. Good fruit and rotten fruit are easily discernible. God’s word is good; and good people everywhere have regard for life. A good person will not offer his friend rotten fruit.
Murdering bastards do not promote peace and purity, as they spread fear and dread, while they make a mother childless with such devilish and senseless deeds. Plowing a car through humans like a lawnmower is kinda, well, sort of obvious that there is a bastard behind the wheel.
No apology for saying what is innately true. Bastards I tell ya, and I am being restrained at that.