And war broke out in heaven Michael and his angels fought with the dragon; and the dragon and his angels fought, but they did not prevail, nor was a place found for them in heaven any longer. So the great dragon was cast out, that serpent of old, called the Devil and Satan, who deceives the whole world; he was cast to the earth, and his angels were cast out with him. ~Revelation 12:7-9
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The martyrs of history were not fools, and our honored dead who gave their lives to stop the advance of the Nazis didn't die in vain. Where, then, is the road to peace? Well, it's a simple answer after all. You and I have the courage to say to our enemies, "There is a price we will not pay." There is a point beyond which they must not advance. This is the meaning in the phrase of Barry Goldwater's "peace through strength." Winston Churchill said that "the destiny of man is not measured by material computation. When great forces are on the move in the world, we learn we are spirits — not animals." And he said, "There is something going on in time and space, and beyond time and space, which, whether we like it or not, spells duty. ~Ronald Reagan
I saw this last night.Trump is apparently mad because flags will still be flown at half-staff when he is inaugurated.
Seriously, bro, this is not about you.
A man, a former President no less, died.
Just stop and think about that, for a second.
I mean, shit, you know when Trump goes he's gonna think that the whole world should cry basically forever at his own passing, and try to get some half-baked imbecile to demand it. Good God, you'd think he'd just leave the official, by-law and rather shorter regular period of mourning for somebody else just be, lest anybody else simply ignore his own when the time comes.And it will, death is a part of life. The Wheel of the seasons, of the year, whatever, turns whether one wants it to or not. We are all going to get there.
Jimmy Carter is standing tall before his God, with his wife at his side, and looking at the prospect of the ultimate Happily Ever After, for all of eternity. I doubt he gives much of a damn what Trump does.
And that...that right there...is pretty much the one thing that Donald Trump can't and won't ever have, not least because he's a man who measures destiny and everything else solely in terms of material computation and he doesn't believe in jack shit.
And if we're being honest, Trump is only the force that he is because he fascinates fools, and other people who aren't fools put up with his bullshit.
And in angry, debased, increasingly stupid Idiot America, there's way the fuck too much of that kind of crap going around here in America.
And apparently Elon Musk is trying to spread it around the rest of the world, too.It doesn't seem to be going all that well, most Brits and Germans seem pretty pissed off about Elon's bullshit.
I mean, fuck, after a couple decades of Tory misrule, topped off by Brexit, the freaking far-Right is lower than dirt in the UK. Most Germans basically have the idea that AFD are just slightly reheated Nazis and if what I've seen about them on social media is half accurate, they ain't wrong. Thus the evidence points towards the fact that Elon Musk is, himself, a fucking Nazi.
If we don't get control of this dude...and mind you, America is a nation...we're either capable of acting like it or we're not and we might as well just pack it up and start being 50 little countries right now...he's going to cost us friends, international standing and whatever respect most of the rest of the world still has for us.
And like any manipulative person, he's not doing it for any sense of greater good, he's doing it for the greater glory of Elon Fucking Musk, and for exactly the same reason that my ex-wife tried to come between me and the rest of my family and my friends at the time...because that's what shitty little manipulators do when they want to isolate somebody to use that person as a toy.Except there's 330 million of the rest of us and only one of him, and other countries have far less tolerance for the shenanigans of the uber-wealthy than we apparently do.
Which is a good thing, because left unchecked, if Elon Musk lives long enough, sooner or later that asshole is simply going to try to buy the Earth and rename it Planet X or some bullshit.
It's better for all concerned...including him...if this narcissistic stupidity gets checked now.
The funny part is, Elon is probably going to fuck up and steal Trump's thunder at the wrong time. MAGA itself is already against Elon and Vivek so most likely Trump is gonna have to kick both of them to the curb sooner or later just to keep his mob happy...and I won't mind that a bit unlike most of the rest of the shit these people do. More to the point, sooner or later Trump is gonna realize he has a lot more guns at his disposal (simply by activating MAGA, never mind the rest of it) than these two idiot billionaires do. If Trump decides to just...take their money...well, normally I would object to that on various principles but in this case I'll make an exception.
You lay down with scorpions, guys, sooner or later you're gonna find out you're the frog and you're just gonna get stung.
There's two kinds of people who gather around Golden Images, the fascinated fools who want to bow down, and the cynical conniving wannabe-Priests who want to chip off some of that gold for themselves.
And if the idea of the Nation-state isn't or can't be bigger than just one person after all this time...even if from time to time it does end up being represented by assholes...what the fuck are we even doing here??The funny part is, Trump wants to be That Guy, but he doesn't even have any kind of bigger ideal than himself, which Elon seems to even if those ideas are basically shit...and not just shit but the kind of tedious shit like fascism and racism that's already been tried and didn't work out very well the first time. Apparently the Apartheid fail-son is gonna have to fuck around and find out for himself.
Funny enough, he picked a country where it's illegal to be a Nazi to screw with next. "Hubris and the fall of Man" about covers the title of that chapter.
Are you tired of this crap yet?
'Cause I sure am, I don't want to live in the Demon-haunted, Magical Techno-Gnostic World these moneyed narcissistic idiots want to create.
You either believe in freedom or you don't.
It's that simple.
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Nebuchadnezzar spoke and said unto them, Is it true, O Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego, do not ye serve my gods, nor worship the golden image which I have set up?
Now if ye be ready that at what time ye hear the sound of the cornet, flute, harp, sackbut, psaltery, and dulcimer, and all kinds of music, ye fall down and worship the image which I have made; well: but if ye worship not, ye shall be cast the same hour into the midst of a burning fiery furnace; and who is that God that shall deliver you out of my hands?
Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego, answered and said to the king, O Nebuchadnezzar, we are not careful to answer thee in this matter.
If it be so, our God whom we serve is able to deliver us from the burning fiery furnace, and he will deliver us out of thine hand, O king.
But if not, be it known unto thee, O king, that we will not serve thy gods, nor worship the golden image which thou hast set up.
~Daniel 3:14-18
My black face fades,
hiding inside the black granite.
I said I wouldn't
dammit: No tears.
I'm stone. I'm flesh.
My clouded reflection eyes me
like a bird of prey, the profile of night slanted against morning.
I turn this way—the stone lets me go.
I turn that way—I'm inside
the Vietnam Veterans Memorial
again, depending on the light
to make a difference.
I go down the 58,022 names,
half-expecting to find
my own in letters like smoke.
I touch the name Andrew Johnson; I see the booby trap's white flash.
Names shimmer on a woman's blouse
but when she walks away
the names stay on the wall.
Brushstrokes flash, a red bird's
wings cutting across my stare.
The sky. A plane in the sky.
A white vet's image floats
closer to me, then his pale eyes
look through mine. I'm a window.
He's lost his right arm
inside the stone. In the black mirror
a woman’s trying to erase names:
No, she's brushing a boy's hair.
~Facing It, by Yusef Komunyakaa, US Army Veteran