And I stood upon the sand of the sea, and saw a beast rise up out of the sea, having seven heads and ten horns, and upon his horns ten crowns, and upon his heads the name of blasphemy.
And the beast which I saw was like unto a leopard, and his feet were as the feet of a bear, and his mouth as the mouth of a lion: and the dragon gave him his power, and his seat, and great authority.
And I saw one of his heads as it were wounded to death; and his deadly wound was healed: and all the world wondered after the beast.
And they worshipped the dragon which gave power unto the beast: and they worshipped the beast, saying, Who is like unto the beast? who is able to make war with him?
And there was given unto him a mouth speaking great things and blasphemies; and power was given unto him to continue forty and two months.
And he opened his mouth in blasphemy against God, to blaspheme his name, and his tabernacle, and them that dwell in heaven.
And it was given unto him to make war with the saints, and to overcome them: and power was given him over all kindreds, and tongues, and nations.
And all that dwell upon the earth shall worship him, whose names are not written in the book of life of the Lamb slain from the foundation of the world.
If any man have an ear, let him hear.
He that leads into captivity shall go into captivity: he that kills with the sword must be killed with the sword. Here is the patience and the faith of the saints.
And I beheld another beast coming up out of the earth; and he had two horns like a lamb, and he speaks as a dragon.
And he exercises all the power of the first beast before him, and causes the earth and them which dwell therein to worship the first beast, whose deadly wound was healed.
And deceive them that dwell on the earth by the means of those miracles which he had power to do in the sight of the beast; saying to them that dwell on the earth, that they should make an image to the beast, which had the wound by a sword, and did live.
And he had power to give life unto the image of the beast, that the image of the beast should both speak, and cause that as many as would not worship the image of the beast should be killed.
And he caused all, both small and great, rich and poor, free and bond, to receive a mark in their right hand, or in their foreheads:
And that no man might buy or sell, save he that had the mark, or the name of the beast, or the number of his name.
Here is wisdom. Let him that hath understanding count the number of the beast: for it is the number of a man; and his number is Six hundred threescore and six. ~Revelation 13, King James Bible.
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Freedom is the freedom to say that two plus two make four. If that is granted, all else follows. ~George Orwell, 1984.
I saw this a couple days ago.
Trump posted a picture of himself as the Pope.
Are you fucking kidding me??
I want you to think about what the collective reaction of These Fucking People would have been if Barack Obama had done something like this way back in 2013. Go ahead, take your time. I'll wait.
I'm just sayin' my ex-wife has a personality disorder. There was a point, very near the end of our marriage where she got it into her head somehow that she and I were supposed to be End Times Prophets or some shit like that. Basically, I think she knew the gig was near to up and was having a mental health crisis. But over breakfast at Big Apple Bagels in Petoskey, MI she vehemently refused my Mom's suggestion that she get proper mental health care.
Within a week after that the situation had escalated from "Silly" to Insufferable to "Fuck This, I'm OUT." It didn't help that she'd managed to both get hired at and fired from three jobs in the space of eight days.
One of which, I might add, was food service at a local Catholic retreat center. She quite literally was fired for "Inappropriate behavior" or as I found out later, she'd been pestering her culinary staff co-workers (All of them older and rather serious Catholics) with her Pentecostal woo woo crap.
But then, Trump is beholden to various billionaires who are apparently advised by Curtis Yarvin, who apparently looks like a bargain-basement leftover 1980's stoner and wants to take the world "back" to some kind of strip-mall-storefront Dark Ages, but somehow keep enough advanced technology to control everybody's guns??
No. It doesn't work that way.
And I will never, never understand These Fucking People's hankering to live and die like medieval peasants, especially in a country that never had to go through that kind of crap.
I mean, why would you even want to??
I do understand that a lot of these idiots are petty, profoundly ignorant and uneducated, weird little Sadists who somehow magically think they're going to get to keep all their stuff while other people are reduced to the Stone Age, but I know enough to know, historically it doesn't work like that. Societal collapse spares few if any, and you ain't gonna be one of 'em.
Unless, maybe, you can get out. Ask an Afghan or Vietnamese person how much fun that is.
And that's if you have the connections or the money, the ties in some other place, or the will to even do it.
I used to be a Conservative, and honestly, that's part of why I don't understand the desire to burn down one's own country and home, thinking that it will somehow hurt some other theoretical person.
I mean, I fucking live here, don't you??
More to the point, upbringing and life experience combined to show me what happens when Power and Religion and Wealth are unfettered by empathy, conscience or morality.
When that CHUD shot up those two mosques in New Zealand and killed fifty people, and did it while playing a Bosnian Serb marching song? I saw the (by then edited and bearing every CW imaginable) bits and pieces of the fucking livestream, and I still had flashbacks and nightmares about the shit I saw in Bosnia for days and I'm pretty sure I didn't really see much of that mess compared to what some people did, and I sure didn't see combat, but it was enough to screw me up anyway.
Attacking our way of life, disappearing people, going after immigrants, wrecking the economy? It's all a prelude to worse things.
These fucking people are narcissists.
Too many people don't get that yet, or what it means.
They're going to keep going until everybody has been forced to fight or submit...because they think either gives them the attention they crave...and if/once you submit, they will never stop piling more and more crap on you, more demands for attention and wealth and even worship, because that's the kind of fucking shit that people with personality disorders do. They're trying to fill a hole in their soul, and damned few get the help needed to do it.
They keep going until they break people, and evidently, we've got millions of these nuts.
And these fucking people want to turn this MAGA shit into some kind of a religion, fusing it with weird extreme Fundamentalist Calvinism, the Prosperity Gospel and Sedevacantist Catholicism. I don't know how that works but it'd probably require a level of bullshitting that would surpass the "Enigma Babylon One World Faith" from the Left Behind End Times novels...and still the only thing these motherfuckers agree on is Donald Trump as their Anti-Pope.
If it's a New Religious Movement, call it Wankerism. Wankology, maybe?? It's definitely Anti-Christianity, but it's also worse than that.
Like 75% of this bullshit is about insecure worthless impotent men trying to sate their lusts. The rest is just basic greed, hate, and stupidity
At a minimum, as I've said before, this fucker is a test-run for the real Abomination Of Desolation.
It's a test, mind you, that American Christianity, particularly on the Evangelical side, has failed rather badly.
These fucking people? They don't care.
And they want a Biblical level of bloodshed to start this thing off in the style to which they'd like to become accustomed.
Think about that for a second.
This is going to come down to a fight.
You either believe in freedom or you don't.
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- [Saw Gerrera is standing next to Wilmon Paak, who is setting up the temperamental rydonium siphoning valves.]
- Saw: I was younger than you are, now. I was a prisoner within a work camp in the jungle. No droids, no beasts, just men and cargo. Onderon jungle. Real jungle. Hot, wet, blistering jungle. Oh, men die fast. Just shot where they stood. When we came back the next day, there'd be nothing left but a bone or two where they went down. Our clothes just melted away! So they worked us naked. Two, three hundred men. Boys really. Back and forth, until the only thing they could remember was back and forth. Then one day, everyone started to itch. Everyone, all at once, even the guards. You could feel your skin coming alive. It was the Rydo. They had a leak. You could feel it before you could smell it. So they all panicked and ran away, but... it was new to me!
- Wilmon Paak: It's done. I'm gonna open the valve now.
- [The valve opens, causing rydonium fumes to spew. Saw rushes towards them.]
- Saw: I have always loved you.
- Wilmon: What are you doing!?
- Saw: There it is.
- Wilmon: How can you do that!?
- Saw: Because I understand it! She is my sister, Rydo, and she loves me! That... itch, that burn, you feel how badly she wants to explode? Remember this, remember this moment! This perfect night. You think I'm crazy? Yes, I am. Revolution is not for the sane. Look at us. Unloved, hunted, cannon fodder, we'll all be dead before the Republic is back, and yet... here we are. Where are you, boy? You're here! You're not with Luthen, you're here! You're here, and you're ready to fight!
- [Wilmon takes off his protective mask and begins to cough and sputter as he inhales the rydonium fumes]
- Saw: We're the Rydo, kid! We're the fuel, we're the thing that explodes when there's too much friction in the air! Let it in, boy! That's freedom calling! Let it in, let it burn! Let it run wild!
- ~From the Star Wars series Andor, S2.E5 "I have Friends Everywhere."
- Eight
- If we lose freedom here, there is no place to escape to. This is the last stand on Earth. And this idea that government is beholden to the people, that it has no other source of power except to sovereign people, is still the newest and most unique idea in all the long history of man's relation to man. This is the issue of this election. Whether we believe in our capacity for self-government or whether we abandon the American revolution and confess that a little intellectual elite in a far-distant capital can plan our lives for us better than we can plan them ourselves. ~Ronald Reagan
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