Haven? Their imagination have no boundaries

Haven, really? I remember that in the old days, in the 90s, I cited, ironically, an article that said that "Altavista is a haven for pedophiles". Haven, because maybe some sexless peds were able to find a couple of pics there, pictures, poor, pitiful, insufficient substitutes for reality, meant for lonely masturbation. Was that a haven even then? Didn't other people, teleiophiles, have real sex, not only pics?

And now the antis have gone as far as referring these trailer parks as havens for pedophiles. Maybe that bridge - wait a moment - the Julia Tuttle highway bridge and the pedo camp under it, maybe it was also a haven, perhaps downright heaven?

What next?

In ten or twenty years they will say that if a bunch of pedos sink to the Ninth Circle of Hell, the lowest region of hell, where Judas Iscariot is etrnally chewn by Lucifer in a frozen lake, is a pedophile haven. What a miraculous thought, only a real psychotic can invent it. As ingenious as "Arbeit macht frei".

"That soul up there which has the greatest pain,"
The Master said, "is Judas Iscariot;
With head inside, he plies his legs without.

Of the two others, who head downward are,
The one who hangs from the black jowl is Brutus;
See how he writhes himself, and speaks no word.

And the other, who so stalwart seems, is Cassius.
But night is reascending, and 'tis time
That we depart, for we have seen the whole."

Â«Quellâ anima lÃ sÃ¹ câha maggior penaÂ»,
disse âl maestro, Â«Ã¨ Giuda ScarÃ¯otto,
che âl capo ha dentro e fuor le gambe mena.

De li altri due câhanno il capo di sotto,
quel che pende dal nero ceffo Ã¨ Bruto:
vedi come si storce, e non fa motto!;

e lâaltro Ã¨ Cassio, che par sÃ¬ membruto.
Ma la notte risurge, e oramai
Ã¨ da partir, chÃ© tutto avem vedutoÂ».