Phil Robertson is an American television reality star. Recently some Righteous Ones tried to get him sacked for making comments that went against their orthodoxy. Like the boxer Evander Holyfield, and your humble Peasant, he sees masterbation as a lifestyle choice. It may be offensive to say so, but in our opinion people are not born tossers, but chose to be tossers.
My friend Bertie, who is openly Solo, profoundly disagrees. When Bertie first came out from under the blanket, he was called Bent Bertie, 'bent' being the opposite of 'straight. But Bertie was offended by this name, so we called him Curvey Bertie, which was fine until Dick pointed out that 'curvey' rhymes with 'pervy'. So we call Bertie just Plain Bertie. We villagers do not define a person by what they do with their genitals.
Plain Bertie has a message for Phil. - 'Phil, sweetie, come to terms with what you are! You are a born tosser!'
Here are some quotes from Mr. Robertson:
'It seems to me, a vagina - as a man - would be more desirable than a man's hand! That's just me. I'm just thinking: There's more there! She's got more to offer. I mean, come on dudes! You know what I'm saying. But hey, sin: it's not logical, my man. It's just not logical.'
'Everything is blurred by what's right and what's wrong........sin becomes fine. Start with masturbatory behaviour and just morph out from there. Bestiality, sleeping around with this woman and that woman and those men.'
'If we lose our morality, we lose our country. It will happen.'
'It is the most heinous, pitiful, wicked thing I can think of, to tear fetuses from their mother's wombs and just go on by. Fifty million (abortions).........We're going to have to pay for that, as a nation.'
'America's problem is not financial or educational. Don't let them kid you......America's problem is a spiritual one. You know it and I know it. You say, 'What's happened to Wall Street? It's a bunch of thieving going on - that's what's happened to them. What's wrong with our government? There's a bunch of lying thieves up there that's in control of your country. No doubt about it. They never get enough money. We just keep shovelling it in there, wondering where it's going.'
'I never, with my eyes, saw the mistreatment of any black person. Not once. Where we lived was all farmers. The blacks worked for the farmers. I hoed cotton with them. I'm with the blacks because I'm white trash. We're going across the field.........They're singing and happy. I never heard one of them, one black person say, 'I tell you what: these doggone white people' - not a word! ...........Pre-entitlement, pre-welfare, you say: were they happy? They were godly; they were happy; no one was singing the blues.'
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