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The Story: Kate Moss wears a see-through dress to an art exhibit in Istanbul. You can see her bewbies. Her 5 year old daughter is accompanying her.

My 2 Cents: Okay, I know I say this a lot, but seriously: Who Cares?

Oh, wait. I know: Fundamentalists.

I love how this (obviously conservative American) article portrays Kate as a terrible mother because you can see her breasts through the dress.

These people obviously have never been to Europe.

You know: Where people go topless on the beach, where nudity can be found on the cover of fashion magazines...AND it isn't covered up by a piece of plastic. Nudity is accepted. Really...no one cares.

People aren't ashamed of their own bodies. They teach their children not to be ashamed of their own bodies.

Wake up, geniuses. We wonder why our little girls go running into the arms of the first idiot who shows them attention in high school or junior high...? This kind of nit-picking is why. When you tell a girl that she cannot be comfortable in her own skin, you teach her that she must seek approval from someone else for fulfillment.

Good job. The stereotype about the preacher's/farmer's daughter exists for a reason. Hmmm....I wonder why the teen pregnancy rate in the US is significantly higher that that in Europe? But Europe allows nudity, drinking, and smoking at a younger age?

Just a thought..... :o)

We Now Return to Our Regularly Scheduled Programming.

My apologies for a slight detour away from our usual reading enjoyment...so I return once again to our beloved Less Than Half a Nickel format.

The Story: Angelican Church Says: Gay Wedding Broke the Rules.

My 2 Cents: Who cares?

Seriously. For all of those homophobes out there: Get a life of your own and quit judging people who just want to be happy.

I'm not gay....most of us aren't, statistically. And guess what?....most of us don't care if someone is gay.

Am I the only one who sees the parable in this story? May he who has no sin cast the first stone and whatnot?

I don't really know...I'm not a Christian anymore. Maybe someone could school me on what the Bible says, in case I have it all wrong. We weren't put here to be Judge and Jury....there's supposedly already a higher power who has ear-marked that responsibility.

If God made someone gay then obviously God knows something we don't. Shoot, maybe THEY are the chosen ones...and those who shun, judge, or fear them are destined for the superheated convection oven below. Come on, Angelican Church, WWJD? Huh?

Blah, blah, blah.

I don't buy into that whole "God Hates Fags" movement that the Judeo-Christian sects seem to have embraced as a way to cover up their fears of the unknown (it doesn't matter whether they carry big billboards or say it through double-talk in a press release, they are all the same...hateful people). My humble spirit believes that God doesn't really care who you are sleeping with, so long as you are a good person who is doing the right thing in the world. Karma will bite you in the butt if you aren't.

There are really bad people in the world. Killers of thousands of innocent people. Fascists who lock away people and allow them to starve. Masked weirdoes who torture and kill Soldiers for doing their job under the guise of a "holy war." People who take advantage of others in order to gain financially. Liars, theives, murderers.

So, to the Angelican Church and it's followers: Get a life. These men aren't hurting anyone. They are GAY....another word for happy. Get over your judgement and be happy for them. There is real pain, real violence, real hunger in this world...and you focus on this?

Wake up. Shoot...I'll even buy you a cup of coffee, just so you can smell it.

I'm Not Being Paid to Think....Hey, Wanna See My M-4?

The Story: I'm in Germany. And I don't get to drink, sight-see, or have any kind of fun. Thank you, General Order Number One.

My Two Cents: The Army gives Soldiers weapons, but treats us like 12-year-olds.

Hi, everyone. If you actually read my blog, you know it's been a really-frickin'-long-time since I've posted. So long, in fact, that I'm actually surprised that they haven't shut down my account.

The reason for this travesty can be fully blamed on my volunteerism. I raised my (stupid) hand and joined the Army.

Don't get me wrong....I love the U.S. Army, and all it stands for...

But there are some times when I think that someone should have slapped me upside the head before I swore that oath.

This is one of those times.

We are deployed. Mobilized. Whatever. However you say it, we are away from home for over a year to do whatever the Army tells us to do.

At least we get paid.

Mobilization amounts to this: Lots of training, lots of waiting, paperwork, poking and proding, not enough sleep, no drinking, no sex, no tattoos, no gambling, and absolutely no fun.

Sounds like something you want to go and sign up for right away, right?

It gets worse.

Not only can you not drink alcohol, have sex, gamble, get a tattoo, or have any fun...you have to watch Joes (Soldiers) from other countries do ALL of the things that you are not allowed to do.

I thought I'd left all of those restrictions behind when I became an adult. I was wrong, wrong, wrong. Apparently a 28 year old woman with 2 children at home can be trusted with a semi-automatic weapon, but cannot be trusted to know when it is appropriate to get laid or have a icy cold beer.

I am a paid killer....but I'm not being paid to think. I have Officers to do that for me.

God help us.

Hey...wanna see my gun? Heh.