The Idiot On The Red Horse (Bropocalypse Now, Two.)

And when he had opened the second seal, I heard the second beast say, Come and see.

And there went out another horse that was red: and power was given to him that sat thereon to take peace from the earth, and that they should kill one another: and there was given unto him a great sword. ~Revelation 6:3-4

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Valin Hess: So what shall we toast to, boys? I can blather on about “To health” or “To success,” but I’d like to do somethin’ a little less rote. Where you from, Brown Eyes?

Migs Mayfield: How ’bout a toast to Operation Cinder?

Hess: Now there’s a man who knows his history.

Mayfield: No, I don’t just know it. I lived it. I was in Burnin Konn.

Hess: Burnin Konn?

Mayfield: Mmm.

Hess: That was a hard day. I had to make many unpleasant decisions.

Mayfield: Yes, you did. Entire city gone in moments, along with everybody in it. We lost our whole division that day. Man, that was like 5-10,000 people.

Hess: Yep. All heroes of the Empire.

Mayfield: Yeah. And all dead.

Hess: Well, it’s a small sacrifice for the greater good, son.

Mayfield: Depends on who you ask, don’t you think?

Hess: [irritated] What you gettin’ at, trooper?

Mayfield: All those people, the ones who died, was it good for them? Hmm? Their families? The guys I served with? Civilians, those poor mud scuffers, died defending their homes, fighting for freedom. Was it good for them? 

Hess: But we’ve outlasted them, son. They’re eating themselves alive. The New Republic is in complete disarray, and we grow stronger. You see, with the rhydonium you’ve delivered, we can create havoc that’s gonna make Burnin Konn pale by comparison. And then they’re gonna turn to us once again. You see, boys, everybody thinks they want freedom, but what they really want is order. And when they realize that, they’re gonna welcome us back with open arms. Ah. To the Empire.

[Mayfield chuckles, then fires a blaster at Hess' chest, killing him instantly. He and Mando then shoot their way out of the mess hall] ~From The Mandalorian, Season 2, Ep. 7 "The Believer"

So, Kristi Noem got herself fired and the likely replacement is Mark Wayne Mullin? That's not an improvement. In fact, it's probably worse.

Or as my buddy, the gun-happy gay dude from Oklahoma, would say "It's a normal day where I'm from."

Like, dude, from what he says that state is so fucked it makes the people in the movie Idiocracy look smart. And worse everybody in that place has guns, hates each other and is fucked up on drugs all the time, including, perhaps especially all of the White Christian Nationalist Republicans. Dude has specifically said all the extreme (and yes, often closeted) anti-gay Christian Fundamentalists he knows from back home are meth heads.

His previous (and apparently, future but here if things keep going like they are) career?? His field was apartment maintenance and property management.

So I've heard things about guys like *Checks Notes* Mark Wayne Mullin, and how they actually run shit vs. what comes out of their mouths in places like Congress and if what old Murky Mark has done and said in public is any indication...Shit, I don't even want to think about the shit dude says or how he conducts himself when he thinks nobody who's not like him is listening.

You take a drug, right? The chemicals, they rush through your body, rush through your brain. And the sensations, you want the sensations again and again and again, but let me tell you, you can also get addicted to grief, to guilt, to hate. Because when you feel dead inside, even bad sensations make you feel like you're alive! ~Augustus Hill, from the HBO series Oz, S1.E5 "The Straight Life."

And then College Republicans just had themselves another Nazi scandal, this time, in Florida.

And These Fucking People are goat-eager to kill a bunch of people in Iran and think doing so will spark off the End Times.

I'm a former End Times Prophecy Guy.

 I've written beyond extensively about exactly that. 

I lost my belief in the Evangelical/Fundamentalist-dominated "End Times Prophecy Narrative" after Y2K.

Because it's all bullshit.

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.

Not Revelation itself...that's not bullshit...it's These Fucking People's interpretation of it that's bullshit.

Massively so. The End Times Narrative is designed to basically promote Republican politics in a very circle-jerkish way with a certain very specific kind of Christian Nationalism and corrupt corporate war profiteering with a side of Prosperity Gospel lies and Pentecostal Spiritualist confusion while also terrifying the Evangelical masses into stupefied compliance.

Proclaim ye this among the Gentiles; Prepare war, wake up the mighty men, let all the men of war draw near; let them come up: Beat your plowshares into swords and your pruning-hooks into spears: let the weak say, I am strong. Assemble yourselves, and come, all ye heathen, and gather yourselves together round about: thither cause thy mighty ones to come down, O Lord. Let the heathen be wakened, and come up to the valley of Jehoshaphat: for there will I sit to judge all the heathen round about. Put ye in the sickle, for the harvest is ripe: come, get you down; for the press is full, the fats overflow; for their wickedness is great. Multitudes, multitudes in the valley of decision: for the day of the Lord is near in the valley of decision. ~Joel 3:9-14

I've done the scholarship both towards the narrative and later deconstructing and unpacking it. The thing with the Bible and a lot of the interpretations is once you start comparing notes and cross-referencing with other people (even other Christians) other religions, etc. If you actually Believe you might end up still believing in something like this shit but it won't be this shit.

Among other things, the Rapture is complete bullshit.

We've got to take the neighborhood back. We've got to go in there. Just forget telling your child to go to the Peace Corps. It's right around the corner. It's standing on the corner. It can't speak English. It doesn't want to speak English. I can't even talk the way these people talk. "Why you ain't where you is go." I don't know who these people are. And I blamed the kid until I heard the mother talk. Then I heard the father talk. This is all in the house. You used to talk a certain way on the corner and you got into the house and switched to English. Everybody knows it's important to speak English except these knuckleheads. You can't land a plane with "why you ain't…". You can't be a doctor with that kind of crap coming out of your mouth. There is no Bible that has that kind of language. Where did these people get the idea that they're moving ahead on this? Well, they know they're not, they're just hanging out in the same place, five or six generations sitting in the projects when you're just supposed to stay there long enough to get a job and move out. ~Bill Cosby, the "Pound Cake" speech.

At best it's escapism.

At worst it's the sort of terror weapon that'll have a kid freaking out every time they can't find their parents. Trust me, that carries over into a hell of a lot of anxiety when they're adults too, even if they don't believe in that shit anymore.

These motherfuckers do that shit on purpose.

Because abuse (both emotional/spiritual and physical) is the glue that holds all this Christian Zionist White Nationalist "Conservative" horseshit together and the fuel on which it actually runs.

Shit like this is why my partner is basically stuck rebuilding herself (again) in her 40's.

And now?? NOW?!?! 

These Fucking People...the *Checks Notes* Biblical *Literalists* are starting to rely on AI to do their Biblical Exegesis for them???

I can tell you exactly how that ends but you ain't gonna like it.

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 causes 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 13:15-18

Except motherfuckers like Trump and the AI Bros will try and say it's not the Mark Of The Beast when they do it.

Yes, Yes, it is.

If you're in it and you don't want to end up like that, get the fuck out, now.

I've lived to see enough people become the villains in their own fucking stories.

And after these things I saw another angel come down from heaven, having great power; and the earth was lightened with his glory.

And he cried mightily with a strong voice, saying, Babylon the great is fallen, is fallen, and is become the habitation of devils, and the hold of every foul spirit, and a cage of every unclean and hateful bird.

For all nations have drunk of the wine of the wrath of her fornication, and the kings of the earth have committed fornication with her, and the merchants of the earth are waxed rich through the abundance of her delicacies.

And I heard another voice from heaven, saying, Come out of her, my people, that ye be not partakers of her sins, and that ye receive not of her plagues.

For her sins have reached unto heaven, and God hath remembered her iniquities.

Reward her even as she rewarded you, and double unto her double according to her works: in the cup which she hath filled fill to her double.

How much she hath glorified herself, and lived deliciously, so much torment and sorrow give her: for she said in her heart, I sit a queen, and am no widow, and shall see no sorrow.

Therefore shall her plagues come in one day, death, and mourning, and famine; and she shall be utterly burned with fire: for strong is the Lord God who judges her.

And the kings of the earth, who have committed fornication and lived deliciously with her, shall bewail her, and lament for her, when they shall see the smoke of her burning,

Standing afar off for the fear of her torment, saying, Alas, alas that great city Babylon, that mighty city! for in one hour is thy judgment come. ~Revelation 18:1-10

Stop and think about that for a second.

Or as my British friend would say I think I've seen this movie before.

At this point, either you believe in freedom or you don't.

And you're either willing to fight for it or you're not.

That spell it out for you??

Слава Україна!

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

One

"I didn't want to do it,'' he hears himself saying. "I didn't want to leave them behind.''

The void laughs at him. There are miles of empty air beneath his dangling feet. "You had no choice.''

"Yes I did! I didn't have to come here.'' He pauses. "I didn't have to do anything,'' he says quietly, and inhales another lungful of death. "It was all automatic. Maybe it was inevitable.''

"-- Evitable,'' echoes the distant horizon. Something dark and angular skims across the stars, like an echo of extinct pterosaurs. Turbofans whirring within its belly, the F-117A hunts on: patrolling to keep at bay the ancient evil, unaware that the battle is already lost. "Your family could still be alive, you know.''

He looks up. "They could?'' Andrea? Jason? "Alive?''

The void laughs again, unfriendly: "There is life eternal within the eater of souls. Nobody is ever forgotten or allowed to rest in peace. They populate the simulation spaces of its mind, exploring all the possible alternative endings to their life. There is a fate worse than death, you know.'' 

~From A Colder War, a novella by Charles Stross.