No Sympathy For The Devil (Babylon or Sodom? Five.)

The Pharisees also with the Sadducees came, and tempting desired him that he would shew them a sign from heaven.

He answered and said unto them, When it is evening, ye say, It will be fair weather: for the sky is red.

And in the morning, It will be foul weather to day: for the sky is red and lowering. O ye hypocrites, ye can discern the face of the sky; but can ye not discern the signs of the times?

A wicked and adulterous generation seeks after a sign; and there shall no sign be given unto it, but the sign of the prophet Jonas. And he left them, and departed. ~Matthew 16:1-4

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You walked into the party like you were walking onto a yacht
Your hat strategically dipped below one eye
Your scarf it was apricot
You had one eye in the mirror, as you watched yourself gavotte
And all the girls dreamed that they'd be your partner
They'd be your partner and
You're so vain
You probably think this song is about you
You're so vain (you're so vain)
I bet you think this song is about you
Don't you, don't you?
You had me several years ago when I was still quite naive
Well you said that we made such a pretty pair and that you would never leave
But you gave away the things you loved
And one of them was me
I had some dreams they were clouds in my coffee, clouds in my coffee and
You're so vain
You probably think this song is about you
You're so vain, you're so vain
I bet you think this song is about you
Don't you don't you, don't you? ~Carly Simon, You're So Vain.

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Eli Sunday: Daniel, I'm asking if you'd like to have business with the Church of the Third Revelation in developing this lease on young Bandy's thousand acre tract. I'm offering you to drill on one of the great undeveloped fields of Little Boston!  

Daniel Plainview: I'd be happy to work with you.

Eli Sunday: You would? Yes, yes, of course. That’s wonderful.

Daniel Plainview: But there is one condition for this work.

Eli Sunday: All right.

Daniel Plainview: I'd like you to tell me that you are a false prophet. I'd like you to tell me that you are, and have been, a false prophet, and that God is a superstition.

~From the film There Will Be Blood.

Yesterday, Donald Trump basically admitted to the world (yet again) that he doesn't believe in jack shit and was offended by anybody wanting to pray. And like I said about it yesterday all these Evangelical preachers and shit just clapped like trained seals and laughed along nervously. I'm assuming at this point they're just hoping (more) people don't notice the combination of lusting after political Power, seeking after signs and wonders and thirsting for "Cultural Relevance."

Nobody acts more like it's all bullshit and they know for a fact that there Is No God than the Evangelical Christians do...especially the preachers.

And honestly, when they get caught they'll be mad about getting caught, not about their blasphemous, demonic involvement with Trump and all this horseshit. Honestly, I'm starting to wonder how many of these preachers and shit are just more Epstein Files demon-worshipers their own damn selves.

At the end of the day a lot of these motherfuckers worship an "Image" or a "Lifestyle," or Patriarchy or just basic Religiosity, and they're both very damn insecure about it and like a lot of conspiracy nuts or political weirdos (or just weirdos in general) they fixate on whatever particular weed they have up their ass.

As if the Bible were rewritten by Beavis and Butthead.

Actual belief or faith in anything be damned.

And they don't care how obviously-bullshit it all is or even blatantly looks like nor how much the entire Trump family is structured like a business transaction and fucking looks that way because a bunch of people who don't even wanna be there are trying to maintain some kind of "Image."

There are times, however, and this is one of them, when even being right feels wrong. What do you say, for instance, about a generation that has been taught that rain is poison and sex is death? If making love might be fatal and if a cool spring breeze on any summer afternoon can turn a crystal blue lake into a puddle of black poison right in front of your eyes, there is not much left except TV and relentless masturbation. It's a strange world. Some people get rich and others eat shit and die. Who knows? If there is in fact, a heaven and a hell, all we know for sure is that hell will be a viciously overcrowded version of Phoenix — a clean well lighted place full of sunshine and bromides and fast cars where almost everybody seems vaguely happy, except those who know in their hearts what is missing... And being driven slowly and quietly into the kind of terminal craziness that comes with finally understanding that the one thing you want is not there. Missing. Back-ordered. No tengo. Vaya con dios. Grow up! Small is better. Take what you can get. ~Hunter S. Thompson, Generation Of Swine.

I mean, honestly, it's the 21st goddamned century, I don't even know why these people bother. It's not like any of the remaining hardcore MAGA worshipers even care.

But I suppose it's part and parcel of the relentless Republican itch to be a miserable, pinch-faced unhappy asshole who thinks everything is shit and then tries to make it so.

I'll never get it, I was never that guy. Hell, if I tried to be like that I'd probably spiral out and relapse into addiction and/or end up dead.

And honestly, because I've seen so many MAGA's give up in disgust and quit that shit (not to mention quit advertising that they were ever in it) especially lately, I think it's the hateful mean smallness of it all that's the ultimate, genuine hook for the Billionaires, the demon-cultists, the genuine fascists, and the real "Trump Dick Riders" that'll be his last die-hard followers as it all goes to shit over the next year or so...and especially if it goes to shit in even less time.

Remember, there were 771 days between the Fall of the Berlin Wall and the Fall of the Soviet Union.

We're about halfway through that timeframe at this point.

Anything but "Love Thy Neighbor" I guess.

The Evangelicals traded Christ for Trump, thinking they were going to make some lucrative deal with Mammon or the Devil but they never scored that meeting, the real Baal-worshipers wouldn't even let them in, and it turned out they didn't even get Trump but they they had to slap on a fake smile and laugh their way through him insulting them to their faces anyway.

And they traded away any "Witness" they may have ever had in the process.

I asked the question "Babylon or Sodom" and these idiots volunteered to go meet the Men of Sodom in front of Lot's house thinking they were gonna get something other than used and abused.

What's worse is I don't think they even care.

Like what's even the damn point??

Like, come on, people. You either believe in Christ or you don't.

These fucking people want to claim Christ but then also claim Worldly Power and because they try to do that, they get nothing.

But then they still try to act and look "Important" and what's worse is their followers are dumb enough to keep buying into all this and giving these motherfuckers money.

Among other things, people who actually do believe in Jesus are gonna have to fight to get the Faith and the public image thereof back from these assholes, if we don't want to end up like most of the rest of the civilized world where nobody gives a shit. (Not that there's anything wrong with that, and honestly the uh "Brand" maybe is too damaged for anything else.)

But I guess my viewpoint is that these fucking CHUDs don't deserve to have it.

They should be denied even the cold comfort of thinking they've (according to their own warped theology) denied Heaven to others.

And yes, these fucking people do think like that.

The question is becoming, why do the rest of us even put up with this shit?

No sympathy for the Devil, yo.

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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

Four

Yoda: "A Jedi's strength flows from the Force. But beware of the dark side. Anger. Fear. Aggression. The dark side of the Force are they. Easily they flow. Quick to join you in a fight. If once you start down the dark path, forever will it dominate your destiny. Consume you it will, as it did Obi-Wan's apprentice."

Luke: "Vader… Is the dark side stronger?"

Yoda: "No! No…no. Quicker. Easier. More seductive."

Luke: "But how am I to know the good side from the bad?"

Yoda: "You will know, when you are calm. At peace. Passive." ~From Star Wars Episode V: The Empire Strikes Back.