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"Fredric L. Rice" |
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28 Aug 2005 08:44:33 PM |
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Listen up, you Christo-Fascist bullies |
Listen up, you Christo-Fascist bullies
By Phil Rockstroh
"If he [Hugo Chávez] thinks we're trying to assassinate him, I think that
we really ought to go ahead and do it. It's a whole lot cheaper than
starting a war. And I don't think any oil shipments will stop."-Pat
Robertson
"Muslims want to rule the world. They want to take over the whole world.
That's their evil purpose . . . Most of them are very harsh. There's no
tenderness or love."
Question asked by Rose Aguila: "Where do you get your information about
the war?" Answer of Mary Fowler, 54, Oklahoma housekeeper: "The Bible and
the 700 Club. I also listen to preachers who know what's going on. Pat
Robertson."-Excerpted from Rose Aguila's blog, Stories in America:
Conversations at the Gas Pump.
08/27/05 "ICH" -- -- Listen up, Reverend Robertson, Mary Fowler and every
last one of you Apostles of Perpetual Psychosis, it's time that you were
called out.
The time is long past due the rest of us ceased our cowering and stood up
to you Christo-fascists bullies. The hour has come round that we look you
straight in your bulging, true believer eyes, and told you that we've had
it with your smugness, with your blood-drenched crusades, with your victim
mentality-and with the madness begot by this cracked-brain belief system of
yours, which all began (according to your sacred delusions) more than 2,000
years ago, when, at the behest of a wicked cabal, a mob of
mammon-worshipping, blood-lusting rabble went on a cosmic killing-spree and
murdered your god.
First off, let's get one thing straight: No one ever killed anyone's god
(not Jews, nor Romans, nor Geeks playing Dungeons and Dragons)-although
it's time somebody nailed you, you collection of conflated failures at
Christian martyrdom, to a metaphysical cross of reality.
It's high time someone told you outright that you must be suffering from
holy water on the brain, if you think we can't see you for what you are: a
klavern of counterfeit prophets waxing psychotic for other cretinous
hypocrites. Also, you can cease playing the persecuted party, whenever
someone stands up to you, because we're no longer buying that ploy.
Remember, you're the ones who threw the first epitaphic stones. It was you
who labeled us a mob of Hell-bound, Satan-pimping sodomists . . .
Although-as much fun as that sounds-I must ask you, where do you get the
unmitigated gall to make such insane claims? When did the golden light of
the sun abandon its position in the eastern horizon and begin rising, each
morning, from out of your silly, neo-Iron Age asses?
And tell me this, you medievalist simps, you delusional, retrograde
dip-shits, how is it possible that you became privy to such timeless
truths-that the mind of the "One True God" is available to you, and that
God's words and wishes resonate through yawning millennia to be understood
only by you and you alone?
Looking back on the rise of you Christo-fascist bastards, I'm mortified as
to how it came to be socially and politically acceptable for you to bandy
such vicious and demented assertions in the public arena, without them
meeting with the derision they deserve . . . And don't bother going into
one of your pat victim-swoons over being called on it, because when you go
so far as to claim that you alone have been bestowed with the secrets of
boundless creation-and that anyone who chooses not to buy into your version
of events will be condemned to the torments of eternal damnation-then you
can bet your fatuous asses that your asinine assertions will be ridiculed.
What in the blue blazes did you expect, for us simply to fall to our
collective knees before you?
Yet, I fear that's exactly what you expect from us.
Could I suggest an alternative idea? Would you simply let the rest of us
be? Would it be possible for you to keep your life-defying delusions to
yourself-keep them within the airless confines of your bigotry-riddled
churches and the cramped quarters of your own minds?
If that's the way you choose to spend the passing hours of this finite
life, it's fine by me. But when you start your habitual proselytizing, then
you should be prepared to be told that a great many of us think your
cosmological conceptions are a steaming pile of elephant dung.
And, while we're on the subject, for the longest time, I've been wanting to
tell you this: If Jesus died for my pathetic sins, then he flat-out
overreacted.
What makes this situation all the more unsettling is you believe these
creepy, death-enamored myths are literally true. Instead, I suggest you try
the following: Rather than attempting to commune with Jesus, the Virgin
Mary, the Holy Ghost (or Casper the Friendly Ghost) or the Lucky Charms
Leprechaun, why don't you attempt to channel the departed spirits of
Voltaire or H.L. Mencken? There will be no otherworldly conjuring (or con
jobs) required to perform this miracle: simply go to the public library and
check out their books.
Once there, you might want to stop by the science section, as well, where
you could happen upon a few delusion-decimating tidbits such as the
following: While your bible tells you that the earth is a shade over 7,000
thousand years old, the actual figure is (approximately) 4.6 billion years.
How do you account for the slight discrepancy of say . . . 4,599,993,000
years? And that number is derived when calculated against the approximated
age of the earth-not that of the universe, which is estimated to be between
10 to 20 billion years old. You can do the math on that one, all you
reality-challenged Children of the Lord.
And those aren't the only things in your bible that just don't add up. In
your Book of Joshua (10:13) it is stated that God commanded the sun to
stand still in the sky . . . Really now? Pardon me . . . but how is it
possible that this omniscient god of yours, whom you believe created the
earth and heavens, all by his divine lonesome, didn't realize the simple
fact that the sun doesn't revolve around the earth?
Furthermore, he was apparently ignorant of numerous smaller details as
well, such as, where in Matthew (13: 32) he identified mustard seeds as "[
.. . . ] the smallest of seeds." How can it be that the creator of the
universe could have had such an embarrassing lapse of basic knowledge on
the subject of botany?
And what about the many other lapses in logic (flights of fantasy that are
insane by any standard, with the exception of the sublime logic found in
the realm of cartoons), such as the one about the fellow who survived, for
three days and three nights, in the stomach of a monstrous fish (Jonah
1:17)-and what was up with that wacky, talking donkey in Numbers (22:28)?
We're in Looney Tunes territory now, all you highly suggestible Idiots of
God. Plus, in a cartoon universe, such as the one described in the Book of
Exodus, why didn't the Almighty, instead of leveling plagues and pestilence
upon the guilty and innocent alike in Egypt, simply, drop an ACME anvil
down from heaven on the head of Pharaoh and be done with it?
Which brings up the subject of the deplorable cruelty of your deity of
choice. Ergo, isn't this a lovely little passage from Deuteronomy
(32:23-25)? "I will spend mine arrows upon them . . . The sword without,
and terror within, shall destroy both the young man and the virgin, the
suckling also with the man of gray hairs."
Then there is this lovely bit of divinely inspired baby-killing and
faith-based rape from Isaiah (13:9,15-18): "Behold, the day of the Lord
cometh, cruel both with wrath and fierce anger . . . Every one that is
found shall be thrust through . . . Their children also shall be dashed to
pieces before their eyes . . . and their wives ravished. Behold, I will
stir up the Medes against them. . . . [T]hey shall have no pity on the
fruit of the womb; their eye shall not spare children."
Worse, your striving to make these pathological ravings manifest have
resulted in tragic consequences. As is the case with your current,
genocidal adventure in Iraq, where you believed the vengeful ghosts of the
Crusades could be dispatched, dissolved in the beatific light flaring from
the bombs that your holy (armchair) warrior, commander and chief ordered
dropped from Kabul to Bagdad . . . In your madness, you believed you could
make the citadels of the New Jerusalem manifest in Mesopotamia. Upon every
bomb detonation, you were certain that the heathen hordes cowered before
your righteous fury, that ghost and demon would flee back to Hell, and the
wicked would tremble before your sacred fury. Now, of course, that all
worked out just like you saw it in your head beforehand, didn't it?
As we speak, your Armies of the Lord (who more closely reassemble a
collection of economic conscripts) wince and stumble, blinded by blown
blood and squalls of searing sand . . . The desert wind taunts you true
believers; your visions of conquest evaporate, as the pitiless sun glares
down upon the folly of yet another legion of hubristic Crusaders, who came
to free the heathen hordes from their brutish ignorance by way of relieving
them of the confusing burden of their untapped wealth.
Of course, the only small recompense you ask from these monumental ingrates
is unfettered access to their oil. And the only reason for that is a
purpose as exalted as yours requires a great amount of energy to sustain
its radiant glory; such a selfless enterprise of holiness demands a few
rewards for the long suffering Christian martyrs on the home front-because
American's God-kissed flocks of pious consumers must be permitted to sit,
in perpetuity, high above the roadways of the land, serene within their
oversized pick-up trucks, SUVs, and RVs-their junk food-bloated
countenances must never be darkened by want, doubt, nor self-reproach.
In accordance with this self-referential lunacy, you sermonized that
Satan's earthly emissaries, such as Hugo Chávez, should be righteously
slaughtered because they and their ilk scheme to deprive American drivers
of their God-given right to the oil, which, inconveniently, happens to be
located beneath lands belonging to inconsequential people. Those
brown-skin, oil hoarding wretches, down in Venezuela and their false
idol-clutching counterparts in Iraq, Iran, and Syria, must be taught that
God, seated upon his golden throne, scorns the sight of their iniquitous
ways. The Kingdom of the Lord stands before us, you proclaim. If we listen
closely, we can hear the voice of God above as he counts his money.
Furthermore, the era of George W. Bush has brought a new revelation: If
America's plutocratic class had even more blood money, then the Baby Jesus
would smile.
The Reverend Pat Robertson, Mary Fowler-and every last one of you Apostles
of Perpetual Psychosis-listen up. Given the self-evident fact that your
beliefs bring little relief to your own troubled souls and have, on the
whole, served to engender tragedy worldwide, don't you think it's time you
gave it a rest for awhile. In other words, this is a polite way of
suggesting to you that you shut your pie-in-the-sky hole and take stock of
the things you're saying, because your utterances are becoming sicker and
sadder, by the hour.
If not, you could, at least, in the words, of Tom Waits, "Come down off the
cross-we can use the wood."
Phil Rockstroh, a self-described auto-didactic, gasbag monologist, is a
poet, lyricist, and philosopher bard, exiled to the island of Manhattan. He
maybe contacted at: philangie2000@yahoo.com.
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