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Now, on with the blog.

So, being such a huge fan of religious indoctrination, the irresponsibility of psychologically abusing kiddies by telling them that they l burn in infinite hellfire for finite "sins", Gods that claim to be made of never-ending loveliness who will punish you for the slightest of human failures, God's that can't manage to set up decent functioning systems and laws because they "didn't know" although they are all-knowing and the results that everybody else has suffer because of people being too lazy to question if this is a "good" ideology, I have finally recorded and old song that deals with my distaste for religious ideology.

The song is entitled My Distaste Of Religious Ideology...no, just kidding, it's called Fight the Hand (that bleeds me).

I have no preference towards any one religion to find disgusting. They are all up there for me and, as far as I am concerned, deserve the ridicule they receive.

I don't mind people believing silly things. I'm a tolerant chap. Believe what you like. Knock yourself out. I would even support your right to have a faith and to believe what you want to believe. Just three simple rules: don't expect me or anyone else to believe it too, don't expect any other or preferential treatment because you have chose to believe it and or expect a society or culture to adapt to your belief, don't expect that you are exempt from offense or ridicule because you believe it.

That's it! Easy enough you would have thought!

Alas there are folks who don't like those rules and the reason they think they have a right to not have those rules apply to them? Well, religion!

Hence my distaste for religion.

Feel free to insult me, ridicule me or hate me for my lack of belief. That's the way it should be. Freedom of speech and freedom of expression should be the first freedoms.

No one, NO ONE should have the right taken from them to express themselves or to say or write OR DRAW what the hell they like. You have the right to be offended- and I have the right not to give a shit!

The video is now up on Youtube.

It was a cheap idea, not monetarily as the projector cost a bit. And again, it looks a bit like it's been filmed on a King Edward, but the videos are just transporters for the music. The music is more important to me rather than some naff visuals.

So, enjoy the music. The song rocks without the video and especially without my ugly mug.

As usual, help me along by LIKING, SUBSCRIBING, SHARING and COMMENTING. All of those lovely things are free.

Have a spanking weekend. Be content and stand up for free speech!

Lyrics are under the video in the description or below.

Love Rob

Fight The Hand

Bow my head and say thank you for what?

For this crippling disease I've got?

Write it down to God in a letter:

Here's hoping you can make things better.

Well I don't need no book that reads me.

I fight the hand that bleeds me, bleeds me

Is there something you can teach me?

Thanks for the gift of this miserable skin.

The situation that you've put me in.

You ought to try it if you think it's a grin,

sitting 'round waiting for your ship to come in.

Well I don't need no one to feed me.

I fight the had that bleeds me, bleeds me

Is there someway you can reach me?

Am I breaking rules with the words that I speak?

Would you feel better if I was smaller and weaker?

Should I come 'round begging for my last meal? Well, your bucket's been kicked baby.

How does it feel?

Well I don't need no book that reads me.

I fight the hand that bleeds me.

Well I don't need no one to feed me.

I fight the hand that bleeds me, bleeds me,

is there something you can teach me?

Is there something o can teach me?

There's nothing you can teach me!

There's fuck all you can teach me!

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