Now, I’ve been reading Bobit Avila for a very long time, a very, very long time, and what has utterly convinced me about this man is that he is insane. He is a neanderthal the human race has failed to weed out from the genetic pool; a poor excuse of a man who failed to evolve past hitting women in the head with a stick before dragging them by their hair back to his lair for rape. It wouldn’t surprise me that this man, and his entire lineage, still lives in caves and this cave man does manifest the looks of a rapist. Just look at that smug face of his, knowing all too well just how many rapes he could get away with. Hell, by all means, this man is worse than Conrado de Quiros. At least de Quiros just likes to suck cock but I’m sure it’s all consensual, but this man? What woman would suck his cock if not for money? Look at his face, ugliest piece of shit I’ve ever seen on a newspaper.
Incidentally, the Philippine Star endorses him, affirming the gravitas of his opinions, and do nothing more than perpetuate the interests of the Roman Catholic Church.
Personally, I’d much rather indulge in masturbating to pornography of the Blessed Virgin Mary feasting on an international smorgasbord of genitalia than humor this man, but I do believe I should. Fact of the matter is, not only is Bobit a church toady with a suspicious devotion for women in church costume, but he is also a traitor.
See, I’ve been meaning to write this polemic for the past few weeks now. My original intent was simply to spur secularism on and secure the Roman Catholic Church’s ultimate end. Hell, I’m willing to admit it. The RCC is the one true enemy of a better and prosperous future. Even the radicals and the progressives would agree, at the very least the one’s who refuse to go to church and believe what they preach. I’ve noticed that a lot of so called leftists continue to go to church–I think we should all pay a close look at these people, opportunists looking for the very first platform they could launch a profitable, political career on. And who am I to blame them? Communism does bring in the big bucks these days. Just look at Sison and all the free, European whores he gets to fuck every Sunday morning. I wouldn’t mind having some red whores on me if the Party is willing to subsidize prostitution.
But I digress.
Now I see that things have been coming together better than I had hoped. Now I see that it is the right time, the perfect time, to write this little piece cos the stars seem to have aligned: Bobit is sucking Church cock once again, the Church is going to consecrate the Philippines to God’s booty call, the same-sex schools have been accussed of condoning homosexual behavior, and the Pope is paying Cebu a visit in 2016. I smell the end of Catholic conservatism in the Philippines.
I mean: hell, Church is dying and it will die. It is suffering from this terminal illness I’d like to call Hypocrisy. They’ve been digging their own graves since the days of Irenaeus, built their own coffins since Vatican II, and have now painted themselves into a tight corner with this whole homosexuality thing.
How is legislating gay people to marry such a problem? I mean we’re all engaging in homosexual behavior in our same-sex institutions all the fucking time already right? Why not just legitimize it, allow Sor Aida to marry Sor Maria, allow the Abbess to marry the Novice she’d been diddling for the past three decades? Or better yet, why not allow Fr. Neil to marry Fr. Bob, the same Fr. Bob who used to be his brightest pupil in the seminary? I mean come on, why not just admit that pederasty pervades Church policies? I mean they’ve been protecting the pedophiles off the books for all of modern history now, right? I think that should give them a right to declare their love for their fellow man (or little boy) and we shouldn’t judge them for having mastered the entire Kama Sutra.
Hell, if I were a priest stuck in a nunnery I’d fuck the first colegiala novice with a pretty face that wanted to consecrate her life to God too, and I’m sure God would approve. He fucked Mary didn’t he? When the Marquis de Sade wrote Justine it wasn’t just his imagination at work there. I’m sure the monks helped fuel his poetry on the matter.
I mean just look at this picture. Everything about it makes me want to join the priesthood and who knows, maybe I will! Do any of you have any idea just how many young girls and boys look to priests for spiritual guidance? I wouldn’t trust these pederasts with an apple pie and not find them trying to fuck it before they eat it. I also think its about time we put CCTVs in those confessionals. Thrilling place to get a blow job now and then, wouldn’t you say?
And this brings me to that time they antagonized a Philippine Daily Inquirer comics artist, Pol Medina, Jr., for simply telling the truth about all these all-girls and all-boys schools that abound our culture. I’m sure you all still remember, I mean shit is still fresh in my mind and I can attest to it. I have many, many friends who go to these schools and an accurate sample of them have toyed with homosexual behavior. And while we never caught any of the effete little boys sucking on the cocks of their more masculine schoolmates, all this proves is that being from a rich family teaches you to be discreet. And this is from a guy who came from an all-boys school whose batch hired a stripper to celebrate someones birthday. To boys who haven’t touched a girl for most of their teenage life, there are bound to be a few who wouldn’t refuse a blowjob from one of their classmates who looks like a girl.
Of course, I’m not saying that homosexuality is a freak of nature. Hell, I love lesbian porn and have once or twice fell in love with a lesbian because they’re so much more interesting than most women. What I have a problem with is in the Church insisting on trapping children in abnormal environments, stunting their emotional growth by refusing to socialize with the opposite sex in normal and safe environments.
Fuck the Church.
Yes, they know they are fucked: why’d you think they’ve organized this whole consecration to the immaculate Heart of Mary gimmick? And I wouldn’t be so surprised why Bobit touted it; the man’s in the heart of conservative Catholicism in the Philippines. His mother probably had him whipped like a Zebra for all the times she caught him trying to masturbate.
And now, with all those mother issues of his plaguing his waking dreams, he runs to another mother for some emotional comfort; the one God had sex with.
He fears, much like the Roman Catholic Church, the end of man’s monopoly on sexual satisfaction. Do I blame him for being such a little mole of a coward? No. He’s a product of his mother’s design. Nothing about him is original or truly his. What I do blame him for though is his being a traitor. I’ve already said this before but I think it begs reminding our readers due to how my style apparently lacks any sort of structure.
The man is a traitor, a failed language activist who purports to stand for Bisaya patriotism, a staunch defender of her language and of her culture. This is dangerous. Far be it for me to judge a fellow language activist, but just look at this shit:
Clearly, Bobit’s allegiance to his language will only ever play second fiddle to the Holy, decrepit, Roman Catholic Church. This man will stand by and watch his identity and culture disappear if the Catholic Church said so. He is a traitor because he is weak. He is a traitor because he is lukewarm. He is a traitor because if the priest told him to sing liturgical songs in Tagalog, he will sing them in Tagalog.
The man will eat tagalista shit in a cup if that cry-baby Tagle told him it was the key to heaven.
I mean just look at him, read his fucking praise of the Manila Rotary Club, a bunch of geriatric tagalistas who even the Masons wouldn’t have in their ranks for being too lame and uncool.
Truly, this man cannot be trusted and I will say this: he should be shunned by language activists everywhere lest he ultimately sacrifice us for the whore of Babylon, the Catholic Church and her pimp, the Manila Imperialists.
Fuck Bobit Avila.