Learning that the British Prime Minister was seeking the EU’s permission to delay Brexit further and threatening to cancel it altogether if she didn’t get her own way (about which I hope to see her in court), I thought I’d add some extra verses to the o-o-ol’ negro spiritual I’d mentioned in my 2004 Houston speech.
LET MY PEOPLE STAY
When Israel was in Egypt’s land Let my people go Oppressed so hard they could not stand Let my people go
Go down Moses Way down in Egypt land Tell old Pharaoh “Let my people go”
It is argued by some who identify as Christians, that Christians should “apologise” to “LGBT people”, and march with them on their Pride marches, using this as an opportunity to share the gospel of Christ with them.
There appears to some biblical support for this new doctrine in the following passage from the recently-discovered Gospel according to St Judas.
I was on my cell phone to a journalist, trying to arrange media coverage of a certain court hearing a few days later, in an organised stalking case in which I had by then been involved for about 18 months, and in which I took the next step in the litigation last week. A “wrong number” call on my home phone, from an unknown stranger, interrupted me. I put the journalist on hold to take the land line call. The stranger asked very deliberately if this was the right number for “Sidney [pause] John A [pause] Gabriel“.
For them to attain marriage equality with the rest of us, people who identify as bisexual, must immediately be allowed to practise “different sex bigamy”. The governments of the world (if indeed they still be plural) must all immediately allow each self-identified “bisexual” person to marry two spouses, one a husband, the other a wife.
British actor Stephen Fry (depicted left, in role) once observed that the name of the British politician Virginia Bottomley was an anagram of “I’m an evil Tory bigot”. Fry went on to claim (tongue-in-cheek) that this comical coincidence amounted to proof of the existence of God.
I continue this blog’s long and noble tradition of what I like to call “humor-phobia”, by reminding readers that the title of the recent case in the Supreme Court of the United States that imposed same sex marriage throughout the entire U.S.A. was Obergefell v. Hodges.
Doing a Fry myself, I have spotted that “Obergefell versus Hodges” just happens to be an anagram of the title of this blog post: “U.S. begs God for severe hell“.
Me (left), my three sisters. and the elder of my two younger brothers. Taken when I was approximately eight years old.
My younger son, Noah Cornelius David Allman, the day he was born
From left to right, Noah, me and two children whose parents were from Nigeria, cared for by a family friend
The photograph at the top of (nearly) every page of this blog, was taken at a BBC hustings in 2015, I was standing as “Let every child have both parents” candidate, for the party Restore the Family for Children’s Sake. The dazzling spotlight effect is caused by the alignment of the sun with a small window at the back of the church and a break in the cloud cover, at the exact time I was giving my two-minute self-introduction.
Exeter School, September 2016 Old Exonians reunion. I am holding a photograph of our victorious house cross-country team