Originally published at http://www.ultimatewarrior.com/030104.htm
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Queers marrying -- so they think. Illegitimate. Illegal.



Here’s what I think. 



As a Conservative who believes, first (before anything else), that words mean things -- must
mean those concepts they factually represent -- it was refreshing for me to see that some
Conservatives had pulled out their dusty dictionaries, using the definition of “marriage” to
forward their arguments. Too bad though that these same Conservatives don’t use the same
literal standard defining and scrutinizing themselves and what they say they stand for. Most
would find -- still deny, not accept -- that they are holding and rationalizing false identities.
Conservative, too, has a definition.



Of course, “queer,” too, has its meaning. This is my sole reason for making it my word of
choice. Part-time Conservatives don’t. They won’t because it is not p/c. And many will find
use of it shocking, even prejudice; never mind that “prejudice,” literally, was once a
admirably recognized virtue connoting not racism but defining where one stood; what one
believed; what thinking and conduct one would or would not accept -- where one drew his
moral line. It is a sad and sorry truth, Conservatives have sacrificed too many great concepts
at the altar of p/c.



Let’s reiterate something said before here at Warrior Web. Political correctness is never true.
Never. Its sole purpose is to lie. And tolerating p/c in any debate is arguing without using
your mind; like defending yourself in a fight without using your body. Now I can’t think (or
decide to fight) for others, but as for me and the sake of my own flesh and blood, these are
compromises I am not going to make. I’m just not. Uncomfortable or not.



Shocking people into outrage is not my goal -- having “truths” survive is. What people
should be outraged about is that with each successive disappearance of a “truth,” the world
our kids will be growing up in becomes more of a shocking and prejudiced fraud less and less
capable of being rationally dealt with. That is my concern. My kids deserve that, don’t they?
Don’t yours? Believe me, if you put your kid’s faces in your mind eyes, squashing p/c really
becomes very pleasant. Soon, not a rat’s ass bit of concern will you give for those shocked or
offended. Go ahead try it.



“Homosexual” and “gay” are nothing more than soft-porn p/c euphemisms created to
vulgarly detour people from the truth. “But, Warrior, queer is offensive.” Offensive to who I
would say? Queers? Give me a break. Even queers know queer is queer. Ask one, they will
tell you: “A queer is going to be a queer (and be proud of it). Must be. Has to be. It’s out of
our control.” Why, then, can’t queers be called what they themselves know they are? And
what about how I am offended? 



In the beginning queer was used for an exact, good reason. Because it should be: queer means
“deviation from what is normal and expected; strange, odd.” And, surprise! queers deviate!!

 Oh, yes, they do. The little darlings do, do, do! For starters (like its not enough), they deviate
from what is expected of their nature as human beings. That they do is strange, is odd. It was
when the first “closet doors” slithered open, and just so happens to still be. Homosexual and
gay are nothing but prophylactics covering up the deviancy of being queer. Homosexual(ity)
is used to create an impression that it is a credible, since-the-beginning-of-time traditional
mainstream majority on par with heterosexual(ity), instead of being seen the unscrupulous
minuscule 1-2% minority of the population that it truly is. Gay connotes innocent fun and
frolic and party favors instead of the dissolute pornographic filth and dinginess from which
the “bug-chasing” majority of the minority spawned.



On an individual to individual public basis, going about my life day to day, I am indifferent
to, and unbothered, by queers. I’ve no ill-will toward them, and have even known many who,
aside from the anomalous fault of their queerness, seem decent, caring and dependable
people. Frankly, I never would have been able to stand the environments of bodybuilding and
sports entertainment if I’d had a problem, what with the persuasion of the California gym
crowd, and the Patersons and Garvins et al roaming locker rooms sneaking peeks. 



Really though, you want to downgrade the function and quality of your life being queer, go
ahead, just don’t flaunt your homosexuality; keep it private around me and mine. Of the
many queers I’ve met in my life, I’ve yet to meet one who was consistently happy, or without
emotional discontent. Most are hysterics who, noncommittal and capricious, have personal
lives rivaling train wrecks. 



I just don’t buy that it’s built in. That there’s a queer gene. I believe more in the absolute fact
that people are less leaders and thinkers for themselves than they are mindless followers, and
are easily influenced and do become products (and prisoners) of their environments.
Unfortunately, not all environments are positive (there is evil in the world) and some are
highly destructive, especially when it matters most. When we are young and developing our
sexuality, alongside figuring out our “self-esteem,” all influences are powerful and it is easy
to be ill-influenced and misguided; fall in with the wrong crowd; take on dysfunctional and
inappropriate behaviors. And you practice a wrong behavior long enough, it’s easy to believe
it’s “right” and that you can’t or don’t know anything else. You believe it, and everyone
around you -- the crowd you’ve surrounded yourself with -- convinces you of it, too. I believe
queers are made, not born. That is the belief my life experiences have built, you build your
own. And if you are queer, I don’t detest you outright or believe that God does or that He
disowns you and on and on...it is just that what you are doing is wrong and doesn’t work
AND... 



Marriage is not for queers. I’m against it. I’m bothered by it. 



Marriage has long been defined: “the social institution under which a man and a woman
establish their decision to live as husband and wife by legal commitment.”



But for queers and liberals and queer liberals, Webster’s literality won’t do; we can’t use
“queer” to call them what they truly are and they want “marriage” to mean something other
than it truly does. 


 

And as we are witnessing, neither will the laws work. Laws, mind you, intended to secure
civilization. Not that that means anything to those queers and liberals and queer liberals
breaking them. Whatever the rationalizations and excuses to ill-justify an unjust ruse, those
queers and liberals and queer liberals breaking the laws are criminals, pure and simple. Laws
make most kooks think a second or two about the consequences, not queers and liberals and
queer liberal kooks though, their panties really get in a wad. Just think if there were no laws.
Acting like there are not and getting away with it is the same damn thing. To sustain
civilization, toleration of lawbreaking will not work. Even if they are not queers and liberals
and queer liberals. Certainly this paragraph makes its point. 



Sure, you’re probably right, and for the sake of a lighter moment here, I’ll agree with you.
Right now things are not totally out of control. The gay anarchy is limited and the gay
anarchists are for the most part feminized and sissified “bitches” already trained to enjoy, not
repel, submissiveness. Emotional hissy-fits the professional police force can control. Besides,
they remind queers of S/M specialists -- the batons, the handcuffs, the Village people
look...STOP IT ALREADY, I’m being serious here!



Newsome should be arrested, and Schwarznegger should give the order. The governor should
stop pre-calculating down-side effects to his popularity and just enforce the law. Bush, too,
like Arnold, is pandering to his popularity quotient, to his own demise and society’s as well.
Instead of mumbled equivocation worse than plain silence, he should set the tone and aver
harsh condemnation (move for constitutional amendment aside, which I’m not doing back
flips over). 



I have to wonder, what kind of man would want to keep a job that had him compromising
principles and beliefs he claims he truly holds? I say just stand up and lay it down and let the
cards fall where they may. Quit being cognizant of the camera’s presence, just let it rip. Quit
pulling your punches. What kind of a President doesn’t know history? -- or chooses to reject
its lessons? Monuments are not built for fence-sitters.



It’s all so uncomfortable and unnatural and wrong. 



Even for queers. Watch them show it. Not one photo-op is appealing. All eye contact is shifty.
Not one kiss is heartwarming. There is no vibrancy, no glow, no ebullience. No bust-out:
They know it and affect it. Their body language says it all. Their flaunting rally to get
illegitimately and illegally married is no less gratuitous and indecent than their “in make-up
and jockstrap only” parades. It’s embarrassing and disgusting. For them and us. 



It’s a flat-out fallacy that queerness has become more accepted in our society as a result of
queers, themselves, becoming less ashamed, less uncomfortable and less guilt ridden. They
still are. They’re sick with it. Horribly. All one has to do is look and listen. They didn’t find a
backbone all by themselves, then, rise up and defend their behavior on any legitimate merits.
That’s bullshit. Absolute bullshit. There are no legitimate merits to queerness and they are all,
staring in the mirror at what stares back at them, unsettled and defeated by what they see.
Weakness is their only strength.


 

No, no. Ironically, queerness has gotten its strength from the common sense majority -- the
heterosexual Atlases sustaining civilization -- who knew most, just from their gut reaction at
the very beginning of zealous activist pressures, that queerness should be rejected; tolerated,
yes -- but rejected. But over time, more and more the queer’s empty, inane and emotional
whining numbingly wore down the heterosexual’s natural defense. And the popsicle we gave
the crying child was more tolerance. More and more phallic shaped popsicles of tolerance.
Until, my heterosexual friends, the heterosexual’s natural reason for intolerance was petered
out and the Vagina Monologues was booked in every city’s Community Center.



Now, decent, good heterosexual people are what are abnormal, deviant and intolerant, finding
themselves with their common sense decency hijacked and packed up their own a--. We are
being force-fed already deep-throated popsicles. Heterosexuals are now the perverts. My wife
and I and your husband and you and the children we reverently worship and joyfully watch
play with one another are the scourge, the slime. We are the sleaze.



Queers (and like now-normal-ilk) have used the last 4-5 decades of cultural degeneration -moral relativity, its spearhead -- transporting shame and guilt and uncomfortableness on the
tolerant backs of what have been throughout time the unquestionable Atlases shouldering
civilization. Our virtues have been violated, civilization's common-sense decency has
suffered a crisis -- yet all the crisis centers pander to and protect the perps.



In every gut, except an , wrong is hollering. Hollering because each gut knows queering
ceases civilization. For all the ways they repulsively exploit sexuality, no two queers lying
together will procreate. Ever. EVER. Decency conjures up the traditional picture of people
going next door to borrow tea or sugar, what do we call wanting to borrow sperm and eggs?
Nice picture, really nice. Just the kind of forthcoming conversation you may just end up
having next time your queer neighbor knocks at your door.
Queers don’t make the world work. Marrying them will bring it one step closer to its end.



What don’t they understand? 



It’s time for Atlas heterosexuals to shrug our abused and too-long hauled tolerance.



The End.



Couple things before I go.



Many have written asking about the JAKKS Ultimate Warrior doll. That is my deal. I cut it. 







Relative to the upcoming release of those, I have some news. To begin, I will be getting a
personal stash of three different versions. The one going out to mass market; a limited edition
version done as a give-away promotional item at Toy Fair; and a custom-designed set of 5
limited edition dolls which only I will have. Each of the three versions has different gear.


 Those who are collectors know even better than I that UW dolls get cherry prices and
appreciate better than other dolls like-genre. They do because of various factors: the highlevel yet sporadic nature of my career, the uniqueness of the character and its unique success,
including my absence from the sport on my terms, etc. What also helps is that neither the
property or myself are saturated out in the market. In a sense UW’s entire career (and my
own after-SE career availability) is "limited edition.”



I will be making autographed packaged dolls available to those interested. 



Naturally, the mass market doll will be sold for less than the other two, for what will make it
different is only that it is autographed. None of the mass market dolls JAKKS shelves will be. 



Of the 10 dolls I will get of the Limited Edition give-away JAKKS did up for the Toy Fair
(they did 100), my intentions are to only sell 5 at this time.



Of the 5 custom-designed dolls -- which I will design and only I will have -- I will only sell
ONE.



I do not know the exact date I will have these dolls in my possession, but will be entertaining
offers immediately. The price to be charged will be set by the demand. Keep checking back to
find out. Those interested in purchase or having questions related can contact me here. Put
“Buy UW Doll” in subject line.



Many have written asking what my take is on “The Passion.” I have not seen it. In fact, I
have not seen a movie since “The Gladiator.” You have to practice what you preach. Most of
the stuff is junk -- there is always a book that will entertain and teach me more. My wife and
I would like to see "The Passion" though... if I do I will let you know.
Always Believe – Warrior