Freedom is the freedom to say that two plus two make four. If that is granted, all else follows. ~George Orwell, 1984.
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I have something that needs to be said, and this is going to sound kind of tinfoil-hatty. It's also an expansion of some posts on Threads that I did on breaks at work last night, so please bear with me.
I remember that in October of 2020, as the election neared and it looked more and more like Trump was going to lose, the air literally felt thick with bad spirits, demons, negative energies, whatever the fuck you want to call it. It's not for nothing that I say Donald Trump is a test-run for the Antichrist, nor am I idly spit-balling when I say that way too much of American Christianity has failed the test, and whatever dark powers and principalities came up with this crap must be beside themselves with a grim, perverse satisfaction.
But on election day, the fog seemed to lift, the bad spirits were gone. It literally felt weird walking out of my polling place...the township hall just down the highway from where I lived at the time...and the cold air that morning seemed empty and still. I went home and let the ferrets out to play, and even they seemed to sense something different. The little Albino Sprite that I had at the time kept doing a silly weasel war dance and falling off my bed...and then she'd just climb up and do the same thing over again. I let them rampage around for a few hours while I wrote a post and then played World Of Warcraft for awhile, then early in the afternoon I called it even and went to bed.
The whole time, it felt like the immense weight of the last five years or so was slipping off my shoulders. I wrote about that too.
In fact, I compared the feeling to the Fall of the Berlin Wall, and did so in a very deliberate and direct way, recalling where I was and what I was doing at that time.
I was not the only person to do that same thing.
It took some time to realize that what happened when the air cleared was that all the Bad Spirits went into These Fucking People. MAGA welcomed them. Nothing else mattered but Trump and their idea of a Dark Enchanted World where they could live in blessedness with their new "God." All the ensuing fiascoes, Four Seasons Total Landscaping, January 6th itself seemed like bumbling Sorcery to try and make Trump a deity for real, except it doesn't work like that.
It's a cult, and it's completely eaten the Republican Party.
But like some weird death-cult that developed during a Zombie Apocalypse, Republicans allowed themselves to be devoured by the then basically Undead MAGA movement like death cultists in ecstatic ritual being gnawed on by Zombies while the world burns.
And they did it for one simple, if very stupid, reason.
Trump allows and encourages these motherfuckers to be as bad as they want to be, to be the worst possible versions of their own damned selves. At first they thought it was funny and transgressive, "Own The Libs" type of bullshit, whatever the fuck that even means. I mean, hell, their big "October Surprise" this year was to lean so hard into all that shit that they're shouting all the "Quiet" parts from every available rooftop and in the streets.
(And Trump is all of these fucking people's meal-ticket, their Justification, their vector for scams, etc. None of them actually like or even give a fuck about the Man himself.)
Now, since these assholes have chased everybody else out of the Republican Party, this horse-fuckery is literally the only way these dipshits know how to function. They can't do anything else.
And more to the point, they don't even want to try.
And they've continued to treat with those Dark Powers, to wield hate and rage and all type of negative emotions with the intent of raising up Trump as their new Lord and Savior.
But here's the thing.
Dis Pater, the Devils, those dark powers?
They always get their due.
And you...Don't.
In fact whatever they offered you in exchange for your Soul was most likely Fool's Gold, a Hologram, an illusion, or otherwise something that either wasn't really there or that was completely worthless.
"Make America Great Again" isn't an idea, a philosophy or a political platform, it's an empty slogan meant to sell hats to morons.
And as Trump himself has receded into fantasy, the scumbag Devils of a previous generation, the Moral Majority and Focus On The Family shit-bags, now thoroughly infiltrated by wannabe Medieval Catholics by way of the Latin Trads and Opus Dei and shit converting people like Newt Gingrich, have seeped in to fill the void. Power abhors a vacuum...even when it's between Trump's ears.
I mean, what the fuck do you even think Project 2025 is.
There's just one problem, those people had shitty ideas that were shitty 30 years ago.
And they've gotten worse since.
And since then, American conservatism and the conservative side of American Christianity sold its soul for Monopoly money, basically, and for a hatred of America that far exceeds that previously held by Soviet Communism or Radical Islam...and which is made a hell of a lot more dangerous by the fact that these motherfuckers live here.
They aren't plotting our destruction from some cave in Afghanistan, they're doing it live on Newsmax because Fox News has become "Too Liberal" and might fact-check them or something.
They all know, one way or another, the gig is going to be up soon.
For fuck's sake Trump is starting to sound like my Grandma when the dementia got really bad at the end and she'd sat there watching Fox News all day and finally just started swearing and yelling at the TV.
His goddamned brain is nothing but moldy Swiss Cheese at this point, he's talking utter nonsense.
Like, I don't give a damn. At the end of the day somebody has to live in reality. Republicans and their voters have gone off the deep end on a level that's starting to worry me.
And the goddamned followers will just get worse, I'm not joking.
(I mean this fucking seriously, Jacqui, Auroras like those we had the other night are caused by the Sun. Conspiracy theories are lies. There are, by definition, no "Chemicals" involved here...unless you're literally talking about stuff like the helium and hydrogen atoms ejected by the Sun and ionized by the Earth's ozone layer and Van Allen radiation belts...ya know, stuff we need for Life to exist here at all.)
Anybody who actually cares about America, or cares about the facts or knows anything or even gives a damn about any of these people, has been kicked out and can't do much more to try to save the situation than vote against this fucking mess. Why the hell else do you think Evangelicals For Harris and Republicans For Harris (among others) are a thing??
When everybody from flaming Hard-Right to damned-near-Communist is voting against you, maybe the problem is you, Don, just sayin.'
I mean, hell, Republican elected officials in all these Hurricane-affected areas have gone out of their way to say they've gotten everything they asked for (much less needed) from the Federal Government.
It's getting to the point where Trump and his cult just wanna burn shit down.
Why the fuck do you think so many people who were in the goddamned Trump Administration are the ones sounding the fucking alarm now and loudly telling everybody to vote for Kamala Harris??Because pretty much all current Republicans who are in good standing are hell-bent on destroying themselves, specifically in the hope that they can take the rest of us down with them.
Not to rain on anybody's parade, but I'm dead serious when I say that it's probably going to take a war to get rid of these assholes...but they will be the ones who start it.
This kind of bullshit doesn't create anything, it doesn't do anything but destroy, it doesn't give a shit about the future and it sure as fuck doesn't care about anybody's freedom or rights. Like, what the hell part of Personality Disorder don't you understand??
More to the point, also in my experience, mental illness goes hand-in-hand with conspiracy theory bullshit and religious fanaticism, not that mental illness is a goddamned excuse. I know plenty of crazy people that aren't trying to inflict their personal depraved religiosity or fascism on anybody else.
And Trump obviously isn't the only one like that. If it wasn't for his fucking cult he'd still be doing guest bits on WWE and no one would care.
It's getting down to the wire here, and when he loses, it's going to be a fight to make it stay that way.
You either believe in freedom or you don't.
You're either a Better Citizen...or you're not.
To be anything else at this point takes the risk of handing our world over to people who think they want to live in the Empire from Star Wars.
It really is that damned simple.
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The Holy Quran says it, "Pilgrimage to the House [of God built by the prophet Abraham] is a duty men owe to God; those who are able, make the journey." (3:97) Allah said: "And proclaim the pilgrimage among men; they will come to you on foot and upon each lean camel, they will come from every deep ravine" (22:27).Every one of the thousands at the airport, about to leave for Jeddah, was dressed this way. You could be a king or a peasant and no one would know. Some powerful personages, who were discreetly pointed out to me, had on the same thing I had on. Once thus dressed, we all had begun intermittently calling out "Labbayka! (Allahumma) Labbayka!" (Here I come, O Lord!) Packed in the plane were white, black, brown, red, and yellow people, blue eyes and blond hair, and my kinky red hair -- all together, brothers! All honoring the same God, all in turn giving equal honor to each other. . . .That is when I first began to reappraise the "white man." It was when I first began to perceive that "white man," as commonly used, means complexion only secondarily; primarily it described attitudes and actions. In America, "white man" meant specific attitudes and actions toward the black man, and toward all other non-white men. But in the Muslim world, I had seen that men with white complexions were more genuinely brotherly than anyone else had ever been. That morning was the start of a radical alteration in my whole outlook about "white" men. ~Malcolm X.
No sympathy for the devil; keep that in mind. Buy the ticket, take the ride...and if it occasionally gets a little heavier than what you had in mind, well... maybe chalk it up to forced consciousness expansion: Tune in, freak out, get beaten. ~Hunter S. Thompson, Fear And Loathing In Las Vegas
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