The preachers, politicians, and other snake oil salesmen do not profit by making their congregations, constituents, and customers comfortable in their own skins.
It all began when the stork dropped my buns down a working class chimney in New Jersey in 1961… after which I was raised in a minority rite of the Catholic Church known as Byzantine Catholic. Advertisements
I have no interest in debating you…
I am at once infuriated and nauseated by your shameless lies and tactics.
I know who you are. And YOU know who you are. And I am calling you out.