Dinner has not even begun, the guests have not yet arrived, and already there will be fewer than anticipated because my dad's family, a couple of them went to jail last night over their usual trailer trash bull****. Oh well. It will make the day less stressful for me, as the idiocy of those who think violence is the answer to every last slight against them won't be present (meaning I won't be face palming over hearing the phrase "whoop that ***"), and now the battle of Thanksgiving landmine discussions will mostly revolve around religion, and my sister insists and won't back down I'll just utterly and totally humiliate her - and anyone who tries to come to their defense. Let their lesson be known, if you've not read the Bible don't try to defend it against someone who has. Faiths may remain intact, but there is nothing that should ever excite or make someone happy about dashing infants against rocks, regardless of the context or situation.
I don't think I'll bring out the nuclear ballistic missiles though if anyone brings up the "immorality without god," because I could seriously **** **** up for my sister and her husband by announcing their infidelities against one another, despite their "holier than thou" attitudes and beliefs that they have the moral high ground because they believe in god. Instead I think I'll just release the tomahawk missiles for the precision of how inhumane Biblical morality, and carpet bomb their arguments that the Bible condones, and god even commanding, genocide, slavery, sex slavery, abortion, and killing gays and rebellious teens and says to physically abuse your child if you love them. And then I'll have a bomb tucked away just for my sister, one that counters the Biblical claim that those like me are a fool, but yet my sister who is a physicians assistant believes there is a "100% cure rate treatment with no side effects" for genital herpes. I won't bring up the "no good can come from such a person," because the counter to that would include the nuclear ballistics assault of her infidelity
It's the holidays officially. Bah. ****ing. Humbug.