Wednesday, May 20, 2026

Not Us, Just Them (Left Behind Is A Lie VI, Prequel.)

When the Son of man shall come in his glory, and all the holy angels with him, then shall he sit upon the throne of his glory:

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

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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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You get freedom by letting your enemy know that you'll do anything to get your freedom; then you'll get it. It's the only way you'll get it. ~Malcolm X.

I saw this a couple days ago, the actual rather than packed up and staged photos of that bullshit Christian Nationalist rally in Washington DC last weekend. Evidently, it wasn't anymore well-attended than such things usually are.

Like I said, these fucking people's entire totalistic worldview is bullshit. This is particularly so when it comes to American history. And, I say that as a former politically-conservative Christian. If they're lying to you about that, what else are they lying to you about??

These fucking people don't think about questions like that. They don't think, period.

Nor do they have the guts to have their own actual beliefs or convictions or want to own up to how they feel about shit and say that they don't like this or that, so they have to make up a bunch of bullshit about things. No, they don't care what that does to their Witness concerning the Gospel...because it's not about the Gospel.

All they want is Power, and the actual (rather than cosplaying pop-Evangelical or Pentecostal) violent Christian Nationalist thugs are being pretty open about how they see Trump and his utterly atheistic criminality with a side of actual Demon-worship as a battering ram they can use to get things closer to their agenda. Fuck all that.

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.

These Fucking People get their way, even 90% of MAGA will find itself in the crosshairs same as the rest of us. It's worth noting that the other 10% of MAGA are apparently Republican primary voters and amoral enough to primary Thomas Massie in Kentucky, replacing him on the ticket with Ed Gallrein, who's just another Trump stooge. Massie's crime? Standing on principle that the Epstein files need to be released.

Yes, if you are a real conservative, no matter how conservative you actually are, These Fucking People will throw you out because the only thing that matters to them is Trump.

Trump is literally God to these idiots. Baal-worship, Epstein files and all.

Think about that for a second.

Now, I'm not sure how Christian Nationalists like Joel Webbon think they're gonna get over that hill.

Worst part is, I'm not sure they care

The clocks stopped at one seventeen. There was a long shear of bright light, then a series of low concussions. By day the dead impaled on spikes along the road. I think it's October but I can't be sure. I haven't kept a calendar for five years. Each day is more gray than the one before. It is cold and growing colder as the world slowly dies. No animals have survived and all the crops are long gone. Soon all the trees in the world will fall. The roads are peopled by refugees towing carts and gangs carrying weapons, looking for fuel and food. Within a year there was fire on the ridges and deranged chanting. There has been cannibalism. Cannibalism is the great fear. Mostly I worry about food. Always food. Food and the cold and our shoes. Sometimes I tell the boy old stories of courage and justice - difficult as they are to remember. All I know is the child is my warrant and if he is not the word of God, then God never spoke. ~The Man, from Cormac McCarthy's "The Road" (Film.)

In fact I think if Baal "sanctified" their overwhelming desire to abuse women, their hatred of other religions and their racism, they'd go right along with it, deranged chanting and all.

I have a girlfriend and a daughter to think about, these are people I actually love and care about, I can't go along with this bullshit and they sure won't. You think the CSA in the Epstein files sickened me before?? 

It's way worse now.

But it's more than just that.

I have friends who are Muslim, my best friend when I was in the Air Force was a Muslim and worked as a security guard at an Islamic Center down in the Detroit area years ago just like the guy that got killed a couple days ago, by *Checks Notes* a couple of apparently completely secular racist shitheads.

Needless to say people like Laura Loomer did their damnedest to make excuses for outright murder.

But then Mar-A-Lago-Face Laura Loomer routinely makes excuses for both vicious Christian Nationalists and violent racists her damn self, despite being Jewish. In real terms, stuff like that should tell you exactly how Godless all These Fucking People are.

They didn't "Rededicate" America or all of Us to jack shit, just themselves.

And it's worth noting they have to keep doing that, "Rededicating" themselves or repeatedly "Giving" Themselves to Christ, like it's some kind of magic spell that expires every few months to a year if they don't. You only need to get Saved once. If it don't take the first time, odds are you weren't listening to the Truth before and you sure won't after that.

No one acts more like they know the Bible, Christianity, End Times narratives like Left Behind, all of it, is a LIE they can use to get secular Power and nothing more, than the Christian Nationalists do!!!

Love God and Love Thy Neighbor, what's so hard about that?? His Kingdom is NOT of This world. How is that so hard to understand??

Except that these people just don't want to??

It's going to come down to a fight. You either believe in freedom or you don't.

Слава Україна!

God knows he's perfect and we're not and we can never be, but he expects us to be. And he punishes us if we're not, you know what I'm saying? God is the ultimate gangster. The supremo boss, you know what I mean? Forgiveness, live by his code. Deadness, if we don't. Yo, he never has to talk to us face to face and he never has to explain exactly why he does what he does. Know what I'm saying? Nigga sits up there in Heaven somewhere, drinking a cappuccino, chilling... [singing] "He Got the whole world in his hands." He got the whole world by the balls. In Excelsius Deo and all that shit. ~Augustus Hill, from the HBO series "Oz" S1, E3 "God's Chillin,'"


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





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