One of many things I’ve found while going through a Tumblr archive I’ve downloaded. Evidently a still from a video, and a video that I’m guessing was made for kids and/or adults who never read the Bible… cos the big book is fairly clear about the fact that Paul never even met Jesus, except as a vision on the road to Damascus in which “Jesus” struck him blind for persecuting Christians. That’s some friendship for you…
Ah, Brian Houston. Fortunate to have inherited the Hillsong church from his pedophile father Frank, and now even more fortunate to have a judge on your side after covering up the old cunt’s activities…
Hillsong Church founder Brian Houston has been found not guilty of concealing the crimes of his paedophile father.
Australian prosecutors had argued Brian Houston tried to cover up his father’s sexual abuse of a child in the 1970s.
The Church founder learned of the abuse only decades later and said he did not report it because the victim, by then an adult, did not want police involved.
Frank Houston, who died in 2004, is believed to have used his position as a pastor to abuse as many as nine boys. […]
Brian Houston found out about the abuse in 1999, and told Church leaders but not police.
Scum of the fucking EARTH. And now Frank and his worthless son have both got away with it. Supposedly the victim did say he didn’t want the police involved, which was enough to convince Brian to ignore his legal obligations to, you know, REPORT HIS DAD TO POLICE FOR BEING A PEDOPHILE:
But on Thursday, Magistrate Gareth Christofi ruled that Mr Houston had a “reasonable excuse” under the law not to tell authorities.
“I do not see any reason why a convenient excuse may not also be a reasonable one,” he said.
“It may be that in this case there is an alignment between the interest of Mr Sengstock and the interest of the Church.”
How VERY bloody convenient to have a judge who sees things your way when it comes to ignoring the law. Frank lived for another five years after Brian found out what he’d done, he could still have faced justice for it. I’ll bet his victims back in New Zealand will be looking at this with as much disgust as the aforementioned Mr Sengstock, the artist hitherto known as “victim AHA” in media reports…
Spotted on Facebook:
I think that may have been something other than Allah talking somehow. Still, there’s another date to put in the diary to wait and see if “Allah” was right or not…
I know I bade this old prick farewell the other day, but goddamn if I didn’t just find possibly the best comment on his passing I’ve seen…
Far-right religious nut, author, broadcaster, conspiracy crank and all-round cancer Marion Gordon “Pat” Robertson is dead, and frankly it took the old cunt long enough. Though I hold to the belief that you really shouldn’t celebrate people’s deaths, I also hold to the belief that you really shouldn’t mourn some people’s deaths either; and equally I can understand when people do think it’s a good thing.
This week’s edition of God Awful Movies is another Ray Comfort video, of which they have done several in the past…
Ray Comfort is a despicable piece of shit from New Zealand, a Young Earth Creationist, evolution denier, idiot, liar, and serial harrasser of people in public. America, where he has been based since the late 80s, is more than welcome to him. I haven’t actually watched any of his videos myself because life is too short I don’t get paid to watch them, which the GAM crew do (I know, I pay for them myself), so I go by their coverage, and what I’ve gathered from them over the years is that going up to people and trying to debate them in public is the chief content of his videos, whatever the nominal theme of any given video may be.
Ray’s standard tactic is the “are you a good person” question, which is the pretty much inevitable part of the video where he asks whoever he’s pinned down if they think they’re a good person, and then batters them with a bunch of biblical “proof” that they’re not. But in this video he apparently has another question for one of his victims that I actually found properly thought-provoking: “would you sell one of your eyes for a million dollars?”. This is a… berserk thing to ask a person, clearly, but it made me wonder. What answer would *I* give in that situation? If I were unfortunate enough to encounter Ray and he asked me that, what would I say?
Holy Righteous Penis (Batman). This makes me wonder various things including 1) where do women’s vaginas come from in that case and 2) …what else do you use your penis for? I know Puppetry of the Penis is a thing, and so is Lifto from the Jim Rose Circus, but… are there other things? Can you tape a paintbrush on it and do art with it? Learn to shoot lasers from it? I ask this as an avowed penis-haver, though mine is frankly pretty humdrum so maybe that’s why I can’t imagine doing things other than sex and peeing with it (and let’s face it, it only does the latter of those things as it is)…
Daniel Lord was an American Jesuit whose lasting legacy was probably (at least jointly) the Production Code aka the Hays Code which (arguably) hobbled the American film industry for decades; swearing was just one of the things it prohibited (indeed, it was the very first thing outlawed in Will Hays’ original 1927 list of “Don’ts”), and evidently it vexed Lord enough that in 1943 he wrote a whole pamphlet about it. Notice that this is clearly a British edition of it, so I wonder if he had to adapt it to local tastes in profanity…
Anyway, I’m kind of amused to have found this after also recently discovering this delightful document on a related note from 1898; for all that people complain about sledging in cricket in modern times, particularly by Australian cricketers, clearly American baseball players were way ahead of them, to the point where one of the sport’s top executives wrote this letter with examples of the bad words currently in use… but what makes it hilarious is the “UNMAILABLE” notice at the end, because the thing contained enough profanity that if they’d mailed it and it had been intercepted for some reason they could’ve been up on an obscenity charge…
This is the splash image on the website for an Australian Christian clothing brand…
…called Lost Prophets…
…and that’s their rationale for the name. Which is fine in and of itself, but I can’t believe no one at the company did even a quick Google check to see if the name was already taken or not. And it was. By these guys. A Welsh rock band whose frontman turned out to be one of the worst pedophiles in Britain, who was sentenced to nearly 30 years for his activities and has since had nearly another year added onto that for trying to continue his bullshit while behind bars. You would think someone at the clothing company would have discovered this and they would’ve reconsidered using the name, but I can only assume the conversation in the office went something like this:
“Hey, I just did a Google search and it turns out that the name we were going to use already got taken.”
“Oh?”
“Yeah, there was this Welsh rock band whose singer was a pedo.”
“OH. Um… how did they spell the name?”
“One word.”
“Fine, we’ll just spell it as two words and no one will ever make the connection. Anyway, we’re a religious organisation, no one ever associates them with kiddy fiddlers anyway.”
“…What?”
“What?”
I know he says something about bringing not peace but a sword in the book, but this is taking that a bit too far and over-literally…
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