I’ve tried to be patient; truly I have.  I bit my tongue, held back my vitriol, suffered through the research,  endured the echo of Satan’s voice from my youth and now I feel it’s time.

Time for what?  Time to set aside the foolishness, to expose the filth, and to issue a wake-up call to all who would hope to continue to live in a free, moral, civilized society in the United States of America.  Let it begin.

In case you missed it, June has been proclaimed LGBT Pride Month by no less than a Presidential Proclamation issued by the criminal who has sat in our White House for the past, almost seven years… how is this even possible!  This is not a new proclamation, but only a renewal of the proclamation which he first issued in his first year of his first (that should sober even the most inebriated, to realize that there was a second) term as president of the once great nation, and which he has renewed each successive year since.  And please don’t confuse this, “Pride” month with the equally prestigious “History”  month of October.

So, as I said, I have done some research.  Not a lot, mind you, I could barely stand the filth of the limited research I was able to process, and here’s what I can stand to share.

LGBT Pride Month is nothing about the significant accomplishments, for society in general, of any individual LGBTs, but is everything about what they have accomplished for themselves.  Oh yes it is!  It’s all about how they have managed to force their perverse lifestyle down the throats of the rest of US American society.  How they have managed to secure funding for the cure of diseases which only afflict the morally bankrupt, or those unfortunate enough to have been in someway  exposed to them. How they have managed to infiltrate the governing bodies of this nation to promote agendas which only further degrade the entirety of society, and how the moral filth of a perverse, homosexual lifestyle must somehow be acceptable to everyone regardless of the innate absurdity of it’s relevance.   This is something to be proud about?

I have a confession to make.  I lived inside the homosexual community, in central California, for several years.  Not as a homosexual, but as one who accepted the camaraderie and fellowship of homosexuals in an intimate social setting.  I attended their parties, shared their drugs, laughed at their foolishness and accepted the lie that they were just as normal as anyone.  I lived in that messed-up state of being for several years and then, through the circumstances of life, was mercifully removed to a place far away from their influence and control.  It was only then, after I had recovered a measure of sanity, that I began to analyse what I had been a part of and what I had witnessed, up close and personal, during those years of insane debauchery.

It is truly summed-up best in the biography of the homosexuals’ hero, Harvey Milk, in which he is clearly displayed as the perverted pedophile his life engendered.  This is the homosexuals’ existence.  They are predators seeking whom they might devour; forever on the prowl for the weak, the indecisive, the confused who have no hope nor protection from the seductiveness of sexual attention from adoring sycophants.  I watched; I lived; and I promoted the promiscuity of homosexuality even as I felt it’s filthy stain upon my soul, and I want everyone to know that they are NOT OK.  They are NOT just normal folks with a few small differences in their preferences. WAKE UP!