Kaddish For My Father - Fuck all of you demented functionally illiterate gamer assholes for the shit you are saying about my relationship with my father

[MasterDisaster]

oh hell no. i'm out of the fred hampton school. asshole pissed me off. you don't fight racism with racism. you fight racism with racial unity.

Or in your case you fight that raccoon for the last few ham scraps in the blistering hot dumpster behind the gas station.

And welcome back you greasy, sagging dog diddling child molester.

 

[Stilgar of Troon]

oh hell no. i'm out of the fred hampton school. asshole pissed me off. you don't fight racism with racism. you fight racism with racial unity.

I had no idea Fred Hampton had endowed a school for speds; this is informative content, Thomas.
If I follow your logic lol, we should combat, say, dog-bothering and teen-touching by... not interfering with dogs and minors? Cool, at least we've been getting that right.

 

[MasterDisaster]

I had no idea Fred Hampton had endowed a school for speds; this is informative content, Thomas.
If I follow your logic lol, we should combat, say, dog-bothering and teen-touching by... not interfering with dogs and minors? Cool, at least we've been getting that right.

Actually by his logic you fight lusting after children and dog molesting by unifying with, say, diaper shitting fursuiters. Two separate groups of people under one banner of shared depravity.

 

[Mariposa Electrique]

Kaddish For My Father
“And I realize now that the two main themes of my novels were stated by my siblings: 'Here I am, cleaning shit off of practically everything' and 'No pain.”
― Kurt Vonnegut, Welcome to the Monkey House

If anybody is moved to get me there, I'll speak these words at my father's funeral wearing my rainbow dress and scarf. If not , I will not attend the Zoom meeting for out of town guests at all. I'm a stubborn Wasserberg and the most independent of all. My family needs to reach out to me the way my friends are.

I can't thank all my Facebook friends enough for all their kind thoughts and prayers, but there are some things most people don't know about my relationship with my family. I have been dead to all of them but my mother since the day i hit my father back fifty years ago and they keep me from her. I've hardly ever seen my nieces and nephews , have never seen two of their wives or any of their kids.

Mom was strong yesterday and ready for it when we spoke, but i missed her call today and got the news from my brother-in-law. None of the others have called or texted.

For the most part, to the world, my father appears to have been a very good man and outside of the way he ruled his family, he was. I learned all of my best traits from him, both from positive and negative influences he had on me, which is really about the best the queer second son of an ancient clan with an unbelievable karmic load that our bloodline is carrying can hope for.

My pragmatic way of looking at things is entirely his doing. very little can be described accurately in black or white , zero and infinity are just reference points. Always look for maybes before making decisions. There was always lively political and religious discussion going on in our house and we had both conservative and liberal rags to read, so we learned about spin young.

One of the most valuable lessons my father taught me that many others have thanked me for passing to them, is to let the other person speak when you first meet, while you're storing their name, face and rap in your head.
He didn't give me much but a hard way to go after 1970, but he did put out at times when his parental conscience forced him to and he saw to it that i had an outstanding education. today, after being bullied all my life for it, i am thankful to finally be appreciated for my mental abilities and the ability to deliver verifiable facts about things people are hungry to learn.

The thing I'm most sad about today is that Gene didn't get to vote in what was the most important election of his news junkie marketing executive life. At least he died raging at the monstrosity in the white house, understanding that i didn't blame him for what was done to me because it was the cultural norm of the time and that my reaction to it was textbook, completely beyond my control.

He died at peace with me and even treated me to that last crazy round of calls , all excited about the auctioning off of his art collection to his heirs that was the last exciting thing he would do before his mind left him. . The last words i ever yelled at my father were, " i can't do that. You're not even fucking dead yet, Dad."

My father was a great communicator, on a par with Ronald Reagan and Donald Trump, but he was nowhere near the "insufferable asshole" (his words) or "pompous ass" (aunt barbara's) that Il Douche is and he was never really all that cruel to us or nearly as violent as some of the horror stories i hear from my transgender and intersex siblings about their fathers. My father was a notable marketing executive, Gene and Joan were darlings of Chicago society and he did a lot of public speaking after he finally retired..

Dad and his friends were influential in getting Hugh Hefner started, a friend of his loaning Hefner the money to publish the first issue of Playboy and Kabo Corset Company manufacturing the first Playboy Bunny costumes. In about 1959, Mom wore one to a New Year's party. I think Dad dressed as a pirate. Not sure. My sister has been going through thousands of pictures this week and will be sending me a package.

My father died quietly and painlessly, with his beloved daughter at his side, completely at peace with himself, grateful for his long and prosperous life, proud of the family he had had built, even me for managing to make my way and succeed in the underclass arts as i have. My father lived a nearly pain free life. It's likely that nobody inflicted nearly as much pain on him as I did , fighting back as he was trying to make the man out of me that I never could be.

Alevai Sholom, Dad. I'm sure your parents, in laws, brother and sister-in-law, have set you straight by now. Mom and I wouldn't be here today if not for them. See you all soon.

Magnified and sanctified is the great name of God throughout the world, which was created according to Divine will. May the rule of peace be established speedily in our time, unto us and unto the entire household of Israel. And let us say: Amen.
May God’s great name be praised throughout all eternity. Glorified and celebrated, lauded and praised, acclaimed and honored, extolled and exalted ever be the name of thy Holy One, far beyond all song and psalm, beyond all hymns of glory which mortals can offer. And let us say: Amen.
May there be abundant peace from heaven, with life’s goodness for us and for all thy people Israel. And let us say: Amen.
May the One who brings peace to the universe bring peace to us and to all the people Israel. And let us say: Amen.



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Tom, I liked the part of your dad's funeral when everyone laughed when you named was mentioned. If you're such a huge, global artist, then why didn't anyone pay for a ticket for you to get there?

 

[Sparkletor 2.0]

Tom, I liked the part of your dad's funeral when everyone laughed when you named was mentioned. If you're such a huge, global artist, then why didn't anyone pay for a ticket for you to get there?

He was busy trying to bang Gulick and steal his dead mom's clothes.

edit: Tom, did you manage to get his Special Olympics medals? Those might be worth some money.

 

[draggs]

What a shit stained sterling pedophile dogfucker you are Tommy, you had to put conditions on attending the funeral of your own father. Is it the combination of fresh and stale shit and dried cumstains wafting into your nose 24/7 that gives you such delusional self-importance?

 

[Sammich]

Kaddish For My Father
“And I realize now that the two main themes of my novels were stated by my siblings: 'Here I am, cleaning shit off of practically everything' and 'No pain.”
― Kurt Vonnegut, Welcome to the Monkey House

If anybody is moved to get me there, I'll speak these words at my father's funeral wearing my rainbow dress and scarf. If not , I will not attend the Zoom meeting for out of town guests at all. I'm a stubborn Wasserberg and the most independent of all. My family needs to reach out to me the way my friends are.

I can't thank all my Facebook friends enough for all their kind thoughts and prayers, but there are some things most people don't know about my relationship with my family. I have been dead to all of them but my mother since the day i hit my father back fifty years ago and they keep me from her. I've hardly ever seen my nieces and nephews , have never seen two of their wives or any of their kids.

Mom was strong yesterday and ready for it when we spoke, but i missed her call today and got the news from my brother-in-law. None of the others have called or texted.

For the most part, to the world, my father appears to have been a very good man and outside of the way he ruled his family, he was. I learned all of my best traits from him, both from positive and negative influences he had on me, which is really about the best the queer second son of an ancient clan with an unbelievable karmic load that our bloodline is carrying can hope for.

My pragmatic way of looking at things is entirely his doing. very little can be described accurately in black or white , zero and infinity are just reference points. Always look for maybes before making decisions. There was always lively political and religious discussion going on in our house and we had both conservative and liberal rags to read, so we learned about spin young.

One of the most valuable lessons my father taught me that many others have thanked me for passing to them, is to let the other person speak when you first meet, while you're storing their name, face and rap in your head.
He didn't give me much but a hard way to go after 1970, but he did put out at times when his parental conscience forced him to and he saw to it that i had an outstanding education. today, after being bullied all my life for it, i am thankful to finally be appreciated for my mental abilities and the ability to deliver verifiable facts about things people are hungry to learn.

The thing I'm most sad about today is that Gene didn't get to vote in what was the most important election of his news junkie marketing executive life. At least he died raging at the monstrosity in the white house, understanding that i didn't blame him for what was done to me because it was the cultural norm of the time and that my reaction to it was textbook, completely beyond my control.

He died at peace with me and even treated me to that last crazy round of calls , all excited about the auctioning off of his art collection to his heirs that was the last exciting thing he would do before his mind left him. . The last words i ever yelled at my father were, " i can't do that. You're not even fucking dead yet, Dad."

My father was a great communicator, on a par with Ronald Reagan and Donald Trump, but he was nowhere near the "insufferable asshole" (his words) or "pompous ass" (aunt barbara's) that Il Douche is and he was never really all that cruel to us or nearly as violent as some of the horror stories i hear from my transgender and intersex siblings about their fathers. My father was a notable marketing executive, Gene and Joan were darlings of Chicago society and he did a lot of public speaking after he finally retired..

Dad and his friends were influential in getting Hugh Hefner started, a friend of his loaning Hefner the money to publish the first issue of Playboy and Kabo Corset Company manufacturing the first Playboy Bunny costumes. In about 1959, Mom wore one to a New Year's party. I think Dad dressed as a pirate. Not sure. My sister has been going through thousands of pictures this week and will be sending me a package.

My father died quietly and painlessly, with his beloved daughter at his side, completely at peace with himself, grateful for his long and prosperous life, proud of the family he had had built, even me for managing to make my way and succeed in the underclass arts as i have. My father lived a nearly pain free life. It's likely that nobody inflicted nearly as much pain on him as I did , fighting back as he was trying to make the man out of me that I never could be.

Alevai Sholom, Dad. I'm sure your parents, in laws, brother and sister-in-law, have set you straight by now. Mom and I wouldn't be here today if not for them. See you all soon.

Magnified and sanctified is the great name of God throughout the world, which was created according to Divine will. May the rule of peace be established speedily in our time, unto us and unto the entire household of Israel. And let us say: Amen.
May God’s great name be praised throughout all eternity. Glorified and celebrated, lauded and praised, acclaimed and honored, extolled and exalted ever be the name of thy Holy One, far beyond all song and psalm, beyond all hymns of glory which mortals can offer. And let us say: Amen.
May there be abundant peace from heaven, with life’s goodness for us and for all thy people Israel. And let us say: Amen.
May the One who brings peace to the universe bring peace to us and to all the people Israel. And let us say: Amen.



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Eat shit, dog raping pedo. Fuck you and your dead piece of shit nobody of a father. Hope your kike family cheaped out and his coffin caved in so maggots can feast on his rotted flesh. Maybe he can accomplish something in death, he sure as fuck didn't in life.