Religious Debate

My noise reduction headphones and iPod have of late put me in an insulated bubble against intrusion as I walk to and from work these days.

At Dundas and Yonge Streets on Friday evening I spotted but didn't really register that the normal religious fucking nutbars -- a mumbling guy with a goiter the size of his head (no kidding) and a yelling Dutch-accented guy -- were missing and a third who normally stands at the periphery of the corner (I've seen the other two "chase" him from their turf) was on prime street debate geography. Still, none of that really stuck until afterward.

As I passed to cross on the green light (and that corner is shoulder to shoulder people moving as one, at that time of the day) a shouted "Fuck you!" seeped through some Mozart and headphone silence and I turned. The proselytizing fuckbar looked directly into my eyes and asked -- I more read his lips than heard him -- "Are YOU a homosexual?!" (Obviously the topic of discussion which prompted the owner of the shout to do his yelling).

I stopped, turned and strode rapidly toward him. As I turned I flipped my headphones off and he started to speak: "The bibl..." but stopped with my determined stride. As I reached him I put my nose literally at the end of his, took off my glasses, filled my eyes with as much disdain, hatred and hope for his personal harm as possible. And answered his question: "NO, I'm a cocksucking, asslicking, bumfucking, godmocking faggot!... Now stuff your opinions up your ass."

Amid the tightly bunched crowd I noticed a family (surely from the Ohio valley) nearly choke with delight and horror. The guy who had yelled for the religious dickwad to fuck himself whooped with delight.

Amazingly I was well up the street before he, the bible humper, began speaking again. This guy has a respectable ability to speak with incredible rapidity and without interruption.

Overall, it was THE most satisfying dialogue I've had in some, some time.