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Yuri Orlov: [At Andrei's presidential compound showing the Liberian president a silver revolver pistol] The Glock is interesting. It is made of a polymer composite. Many of my clients feel that they can go through airport security without seeing a lot of bells and whistles. Personally, I do not recommend that. [Andrei chuckles glancing over at a guard flirting with a female staffer] On the other hand, if you are looking for traditional wheel gun, there is no substitute for six inches of muzzle energy of 357 mag I mean, of course, it will never jam. [Andrei shoots the guard flirting with the female staffer] WHY DID YOU DO THAT?!
Andrei Baptiste Sr.: [Aims gun at Yuri] WHAT DID YOU SAY?!
Yuri Orlov: Now, you gonna have to buy it! IT IS A USED GUN! How can I sell a used gun? [Takes pistol from Andrei with his son and bodyguards all aiming rifles at an entirely still business-focused Yuri]
Andrei Baptiste Sr.: A "used gun"? A "used gun"?! [Chuckles] That's a good one. You know? There is no discipline with the youth today. I tried to set an example, but it is difficult huh? Personally, I blame MTV. [Smiles and Yuri nods in acknowledgment] A "used gun"? [Chuckles heartily, gets up and extends hand for handshake] I think you and I, we can do business. ~From the film Lord Of War.
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~The Mandalorian, Episode 2, Chapter Eight, "The Rescue."
Just JD Vance, the Vice President of the United States, trying to lie about Native Americans practicing infanticide.
No Native Americans did this, such a thing runs counter to the entire prevailing ethos of First Nations cultures as a whole. Like, even the Aztecs at their most bloody-minded didn't do shit like that.
In various places mostly in Northern Michigan I've lived around Native American people most of my life. I served with Native Americans in the military. I worked with Native Americans for almost 20 years at my last job, they don't do shit like that and they never did.
But do you know who has a documented historical record of killing children, and innocents, and women any time they think they can get away with it, and often in such numbers that you need statisticians to keep track of the bodies?? A certain kind of "Christian" does, that's who.
Like what kind of Independent Fundamentalist Racist horseshit even is this?!?!
And I've been seeing these Department Of Labor Nazi Posters for awhile.
Son, I'm only gonna tell you this one time.
If you want to keep working here, stay off the drugs.
These fucking people are trying to pump themselves up full of liquid courage for some kind of Gotterdammerung Scenario that only really exists in their own heads, but which they are trying to force on the real world as some kind of depraved self-fulfilling prophecy.
If they try it, they will lose, and badly, but they don't care.
Believe me when I tell you that modern "Conservatism" cares far more about the Turner Diaries than it does about the Bible. One of these things is not like the other one, but these fucking people are really that stupid and they don't care.
Never mind that their "interpretation" of Jesus is a false, self-serving one borne out of a (yet again) self-serving fear that they cultivate and maintain so that they have an excuse to kill people for basically no damn reason.
It's enough to make one wonder what happened to these people's alleged faith in the Ten Commandments. Thou Shalt Not Kill, yo.
The rest of the world isn't giving them a justification for their crap.
So they're just trying to lie their asses off and make one up as they go along. None of this works like that but they don't give a shit.
And they somehow think God will let them get away with it because Man often has.
Either that, or nobody believes "There Is No God, and we're all damned anyway" harder than these motherfuckers.
Or worse...what they're worshiping at this point is neither Jesus nor Yahweh and I'm sorry to point this out but I think that disturbing possibility is on track to become the most likely.
What these fucking people worship at this point is hate and imagined social status and Whiteness, and any of that other stuff they claimed before this be damned.
It's not just hate, racism or stupidity...it's that this particular bullshit has been being marketed for awhile.
And now that things aren't working out how they thought, and they can't poison anymore of society than their own right-wing subcultures against all the people that they hate (which is basically everybody) they feel backed into a corner.
That's why there's this government shutdown and the SNAP pause and all type of other crazy shit going on. If you can't be popular and win everything, kick over the table and stomp off, it's the "Conservative" way since at least 1994.
And if you think their next move isn't going to be breaking up the country because since they haven't been able to spark off a civil war, you're wrong. They'll try just plain old war after that.
No, these idiots don't have any idea how any of that works, either.
But they think they have some kind of a bullshit "right" to inflict all the torments of Revelation on the world anyway, because these fucking people aren't "Believers" they're narcissists.
As for you, either you believe in freedom or you don't.
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And before him shall be gathered all nations: and he shall separate them one from another, as a shepherd divides his sheep from the goats:
And he shall set the sheep on his right hand, but the goats on the left.
Then shall the King say unto them on his right hand, Come, ye blessed of my Father, inherit the kingdom prepared for you from the foundation of the world:
For I hungered, and ye gave me meat: I was thirsty, and ye gave me drink: I was a stranger, and ye took me in:
Naked, and ye clothed me: I was sick, and ye visited me: I was in prison, and ye came unto me.
Then shall the righteous answer him, saying, Lord, when saw we thee an hungered, and fed thee? or thirsty, and gave thee drink?
When saw we thee a stranger, and took thee in? or naked, and clothed thee? Or when saw we thee sick, or in prison, and came unto thee?
And the King shall answer and say unto them, Verily I say unto you, Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me.
Then shall he say also unto them on the left hand, Depart from me, ye cursed, into everlasting fire, prepared for the devil and his angels:
For I hungered, and ye gave me no meat: I was thirsty, and ye gave me no drink:
I was a stranger, and ye took me not in: naked, and ye clothed me not: sick, and in prison, and ye visited me not.
Then shall they also answer him, saying, Lord, when saw we thee an hungered, or athirst, or a stranger, or naked, or sick, or in prison, and did not minister unto thee?
Then shall he answer them, saying, Verily I say unto you, Inasmuch as ye did it not to one of the least of these, ye did it not to me.
~Matthew 25:31-45
You were just babies then!" she said.
"What?" I said.
"You were just babies in the war— like the ones upstairs!"
I nodded that this was true. We had been foolish virgins in the war, right at the end of childhood.
"But you're not going to write it that way, are you." This wasn't a question. It was an accusation.
"I — I don't know," I said.
"Well I know," she said. "You'll pretend you were men instead of babies, and you'll be portrayed in the movies by Frank Sinatra and John Wayne or some of those other glamorous, war-loving, dirty old men. And war will look just wonderful, so we'll have a lot more of them. And they'll be fought by babies like the babies upstairs." So then I understood. It was war that made her so angry. She didn't want her babies or anybody else's babies killed in wars. And she thought wars were partly encouraged by books and movies.
So I held up my right hand and I made her a promise: "Mary," I said, "I don't think this book of mine is ever going to be finished. I must have written five thousand pages by now, and thrown them all away. If I ever do finish it, though, I give you my word of honor: there won't be a part for Frank Sinatra or John Wayne.
"I tell you what," I said, "I'll call it The Children's Crusade." She was my friend after that.
~From the novel Slaughterhouse-Five, by Kurt Vonnegut
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