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19 years ago
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I'll jump on the bandwagon! Whee.
About one thousand nine hundred and sixty-something years ago, there was said to be a guy that wanted us to stop being assholes to eachother. We nailed him to a tree. You know, I never really thought of it before, but now that it's in the forefront of my mind, we really are focussing one hell of a lot on this 'christ' guy if our measure of time is based on after he was around, and before he was around. I think there have been more significant watersheds, but this is exactly what you should come to expect from something like a religeon. A scary mind control anti-reality death cult. If you think about it that's what it is. A good chunk of the whole world kneels before an effigy of some poor bastard bleeding to death staked to a fucking tree. almost two millenia later, everybody seems to have forgotten that THAT REALLY FUCKING HURTS, yet they'll never even blink before shoving it in YOUR face. Sure, they're desensitized from rubbing their own faces in it, but they'll throw it at anybody who upsets them just like monkeys stockpiling their own feces for projectile combat. They're fine and dandy fucking over their fellow man but if you even think about having an opinion that differs even the slightest, they'll call down the wrath of the allmighty on you, and chuckle smugly to themselves after nothing happens believing blindly that 'oh, they'll get theirs'.
It's no wonder I get so creeped out when I hear 'christian rock' or see 'christian groups' or 'christian this' or 'christian that'. it's not even because it's christian. It's because RELIGEON MAKES YOU FUCKING PSYCHOTIC! Look at all those people in the middle east strapping C4 to their chests and running into a crowded bus station! BOOM FOR ALLAH! YOUR FLYING FLAMING GUTS MAKES GOD SMILE. When was the last time you heard of an ATHEIST blowing out a public place? I'll tell you exactly what AND when. It was columbine high school. TWO FUCKWITS make ONE STATEMENT about 'there is no God' before splattering that poor girl's brains across the classroom and immediately it is emblazoned irreversably into the public psyche as 'this is what not going to church does to YOU, children!' and causes the media, the government, and mainstream society to kick into HIGH GEAR trying to persecute any connection to video games, trenchcoats, or feeling depressed because everybody around you gets a KICK out of KICKING YOU.
Meanwhile hundreds of people die EVERY DAY because of god-fearing faith-charged religious nutjobs teaching their faith via virtue of HOT FLYING LEAD. Marijuana was supposedly banned because it had an infinitessimally minute possibility of driving someone apeshit berzerk (which turned out FALSE), yet the odds of someone's RELIGEON driving them apeshit berserk is IMMEASURABLY more probable, yet they haven't banned THAT? No. No, I won't go there any further than I already have. If you wanna believe something, that's fine by me; but if you wanna start ramming your beliefs DOWN MY THROAT, I will ram my boot UP YOUR ASS.
We've got a lot of people today who pass off their every achievement on Imaginary Guy #1 and all their failures on Imaginary Guy #2. God as they know it is that subliminal construct in the back of their mind that tells them what they're already supposed to know but only speaks up WHEN IT IS CONVENIENT FOR THEM. If God were to show up, he'd be... .. actually I'll tell you.
He'd be very, very sad.
There's countless multitudes of people all around this wretched whirling dirtclod using him as an excuse for excessive, blind, mindless, feral HATE. I don't have to be a God to know that if people were using me like that, I'd feel like shit too. I've seen it with my own eyes, these fucktards claiming the authority to determine or identify whether someone is going to HELL or not, or whether or not "God" hates them. (Fred phelps anyone? I'd like mine medium rare, please, with barbecue sauce.) Again, god transposition: I'd feel really betrayed if people were going around telling other people that I HATE them. There are very few people that I actually hate, as surprising as that may sound by my occasional firebrand rants. Things piss me off. Or sometimes I'll actually be genuinely amused and expressing it in the loudest way I possibly can.
But even fred phelps... I don't hate him; I just think he'd be tastey. That kind of fuckwit makes me want to try cannibalism. Oh wait, that's not cannibalism; he'd have to be HUMAN for it to be cannibalism. Anything that stupid or barbarric can't possibly be human. All that hate must act like a marinade. Oh. Right. You might not even know what he's supposed to be. Ever been to godhatesfags.com? That's his people, right there, and all of them are shining examples of evolutionary mechanism just waiting to happen. Every last one of his deranged sheep is ripe for slaughter. They picket the funerals of dead soldiers, and of people who didn't happen to be 'straight'. But who am I to talk. I'm just one wolf.
But that's near the more extreme end of the religeous spectrum. Beyond that is faith-based suicide, faith-based murder, faith-baised murder-suicide, faith-based mass-murder-suicide etc.
Travelling toward lesser regions of the scale are two-faced 'community service' institutions. Soup kitchens where they only serve you if you go to church, profess faith in God, or sit down and listen to a sermon for an hour. And then slightly less, and less, where the glaring and unreasonable qualities become less and less obvious, until you land on pollitical correctness. Because, those religeous people are scary as fuck and if we insult them, THEY'LL FUCKIN' KILL US! or sue.
so, while 'God' is proferring upon a chunk of the population his infinite wisdom to go kill that person over there, the rest of us are left scrambling in fear of inspiring their divine explodie flamey burny bleedy screamy wrath. We do this by making accomodations: needless, pointless accomodations for people who don't deserve accomodation OR patience OR even the time of day. People who are so EASILY bruised and INSULTED by seeing the wrong arrangement of geometric shapes stacked together in a mall display, yet completely oblivious to the insurmountable agony they dole out with LAWSUITS on the tame end, and GUNS and EXPLOSIVES on the vicious end--since fucking WHEN has interior decorating meant LIFE OR DEATH to anyone! NOT EVEN STEREOTYPICAL FLAMING HOMOSEXUAL MEN CARE ABOUT IT -THAT- MUCH. FUCK! if the stakes were THAT high in that field ALL the time, they'd start scratching their asses, burping out loud, swilling beer, whistling and howling at women, and watching... *SHUDDER* ...FOOTBALL.
haven't you ever noticed that the single most repeated sentiment in all religeons was simply "stop being a jerk"? Haven't you ever noticed how easily and quickly this simple message has been diluted by hang-on messages of supurfluous greed and arrogance by those who were charged with spreading that one simple message? You see, what we HAVE here, is an ideal that started out like tastey pie. Mmmmmtasteypie. yes. Doesn't matter what flavor. It's tastey, trust me. Then you slice up the pie and you give it to these people you TRUSTED to pass it out so everybody gets a little bit of that tasteyness. But every one of these jerks you've handed it to makes their own supposition about how else teh pie should taste, adding little things to it, little bits and pieces and odds and ends. one of them thinks it'd be funny to put paperclips in it. another one thinks it'll be a hoot to add toenail clippings. Another one tosses in a packet of ketchup--not the ketchup, but that wierd plastic foil wrapper it's kept in. Your pie is lookin' nastier and nastier, but people have liked the tastiness so much that they'll eat it even with all that junk in it. Soon they start to get sick.
You didn't poison the pie, but sure enough, your tastey pie is poison now.
That may not make very much sense, but I really wanted to write about tastey pie.
But there are a few striking similarities come to think of it.
Everybody loves the well-meaning message of any given philosophy, but sold with it is a bunch of junk that was added by over-ambitious assholes who can't see beyond their own lifespans. The shit that was added in by way of selfishiness and greed, being what it is, sounds very nice to people, and soon they start using the pollution that dilutes the message--the interference of selfishness and greed--to justify their OWN selfishiness and greed. It snowballs, as it always will. Soon enough, you're so wrapped up in selfishness and greed that you totally forgot the original message.
The only way to really understand yourself or come to terms with your own feelings or opinions on the world is to figure it out on your own. Using a pre-established crutch, wearied and tarnished but the uses of countless multitudes before you, is not only intellectual sloth, but also (as I'm sure you've seen) potentially dangerous.
The moral of our story, kids, is:
BAKE YOUR OWN GOD DAMNED PIE YOU GREEDY BASTARD.
*ahem*
...I'm done.
About one thousand nine hundred and sixty-something years ago, there was said to be a guy that wanted us to stop being assholes to eachother. We nailed him to a tree. You know, I never really thought of it before, but now that it's in the forefront of my mind, we really are focussing one hell of a lot on this 'christ' guy if our measure of time is based on after he was around, and before he was around. I think there have been more significant watersheds, but this is exactly what you should come to expect from something like a religeon. A scary mind control anti-reality death cult. If you think about it that's what it is. A good chunk of the whole world kneels before an effigy of some poor bastard bleeding to death staked to a fucking tree. almost two millenia later, everybody seems to have forgotten that THAT REALLY FUCKING HURTS, yet they'll never even blink before shoving it in YOUR face. Sure, they're desensitized from rubbing their own faces in it, but they'll throw it at anybody who upsets them just like monkeys stockpiling their own feces for projectile combat. They're fine and dandy fucking over their fellow man but if you even think about having an opinion that differs even the slightest, they'll call down the wrath of the allmighty on you, and chuckle smugly to themselves after nothing happens believing blindly that 'oh, they'll get theirs'.
It's no wonder I get so creeped out when I hear 'christian rock' or see 'christian groups' or 'christian this' or 'christian that'. it's not even because it's christian. It's because RELIGEON MAKES YOU FUCKING PSYCHOTIC! Look at all those people in the middle east strapping C4 to their chests and running into a crowded bus station! BOOM FOR ALLAH! YOUR FLYING FLAMING GUTS MAKES GOD SMILE. When was the last time you heard of an ATHEIST blowing out a public place? I'll tell you exactly what AND when. It was columbine high school. TWO FUCKWITS make ONE STATEMENT about 'there is no God' before splattering that poor girl's brains across the classroom and immediately it is emblazoned irreversably into the public psyche as 'this is what not going to church does to YOU, children!' and causes the media, the government, and mainstream society to kick into HIGH GEAR trying to persecute any connection to video games, trenchcoats, or feeling depressed because everybody around you gets a KICK out of KICKING YOU.
Meanwhile hundreds of people die EVERY DAY because of god-fearing faith-charged religious nutjobs teaching their faith via virtue of HOT FLYING LEAD. Marijuana was supposedly banned because it had an infinitessimally minute possibility of driving someone apeshit berzerk (which turned out FALSE), yet the odds of someone's RELIGEON driving them apeshit berserk is IMMEASURABLY more probable, yet they haven't banned THAT? No. No, I won't go there any further than I already have. If you wanna believe something, that's fine by me; but if you wanna start ramming your beliefs DOWN MY THROAT, I will ram my boot UP YOUR ASS.
We've got a lot of people today who pass off their every achievement on Imaginary Guy #1 and all their failures on Imaginary Guy #2. God as they know it is that subliminal construct in the back of their mind that tells them what they're already supposed to know but only speaks up WHEN IT IS CONVENIENT FOR THEM. If God were to show up, he'd be... .. actually I'll tell you.
He'd be very, very sad.
There's countless multitudes of people all around this wretched whirling dirtclod using him as an excuse for excessive, blind, mindless, feral HATE. I don't have to be a God to know that if people were using me like that, I'd feel like shit too. I've seen it with my own eyes, these fucktards claiming the authority to determine or identify whether someone is going to HELL or not, or whether or not "God" hates them. (Fred phelps anyone? I'd like mine medium rare, please, with barbecue sauce.) Again, god transposition: I'd feel really betrayed if people were going around telling other people that I HATE them. There are very few people that I actually hate, as surprising as that may sound by my occasional firebrand rants. Things piss me off. Or sometimes I'll actually be genuinely amused and expressing it in the loudest way I possibly can.
But even fred phelps... I don't hate him; I just think he'd be tastey. That kind of fuckwit makes me want to try cannibalism. Oh wait, that's not cannibalism; he'd have to be HUMAN for it to be cannibalism. Anything that stupid or barbarric can't possibly be human. All that hate must act like a marinade. Oh. Right. You might not even know what he's supposed to be. Ever been to godhatesfags.com? That's his people, right there, and all of them are shining examples of evolutionary mechanism just waiting to happen. Every last one of his deranged sheep is ripe for slaughter. They picket the funerals of dead soldiers, and of people who didn't happen to be 'straight'. But who am I to talk. I'm just one wolf.
But that's near the more extreme end of the religeous spectrum. Beyond that is faith-based suicide, faith-based murder, faith-baised murder-suicide, faith-based mass-murder-suicide etc.
Travelling toward lesser regions of the scale are two-faced 'community service' institutions. Soup kitchens where they only serve you if you go to church, profess faith in God, or sit down and listen to a sermon for an hour. And then slightly less, and less, where the glaring and unreasonable qualities become less and less obvious, until you land on pollitical correctness. Because, those religeous people are scary as fuck and if we insult them, THEY'LL FUCKIN' KILL US! or sue.
so, while 'God' is proferring upon a chunk of the population his infinite wisdom to go kill that person over there, the rest of us are left scrambling in fear of inspiring their divine explodie flamey burny bleedy screamy wrath. We do this by making accomodations: needless, pointless accomodations for people who don't deserve accomodation OR patience OR even the time of day. People who are so EASILY bruised and INSULTED by seeing the wrong arrangement of geometric shapes stacked together in a mall display, yet completely oblivious to the insurmountable agony they dole out with LAWSUITS on the tame end, and GUNS and EXPLOSIVES on the vicious end--since fucking WHEN has interior decorating meant LIFE OR DEATH to anyone! NOT EVEN STEREOTYPICAL FLAMING HOMOSEXUAL MEN CARE ABOUT IT -THAT- MUCH. FUCK! if the stakes were THAT high in that field ALL the time, they'd start scratching their asses, burping out loud, swilling beer, whistling and howling at women, and watching... *SHUDDER* ...FOOTBALL.
haven't you ever noticed that the single most repeated sentiment in all religeons was simply "stop being a jerk"? Haven't you ever noticed how easily and quickly this simple message has been diluted by hang-on messages of supurfluous greed and arrogance by those who were charged with spreading that one simple message? You see, what we HAVE here, is an ideal that started out like tastey pie. Mmmmmtasteypie. yes. Doesn't matter what flavor. It's tastey, trust me. Then you slice up the pie and you give it to these people you TRUSTED to pass it out so everybody gets a little bit of that tasteyness. But every one of these jerks you've handed it to makes their own supposition about how else teh pie should taste, adding little things to it, little bits and pieces and odds and ends. one of them thinks it'd be funny to put paperclips in it. another one thinks it'll be a hoot to add toenail clippings. Another one tosses in a packet of ketchup--not the ketchup, but that wierd plastic foil wrapper it's kept in. Your pie is lookin' nastier and nastier, but people have liked the tastiness so much that they'll eat it even with all that junk in it. Soon they start to get sick.
You didn't poison the pie, but sure enough, your tastey pie is poison now.
That may not make very much sense, but I really wanted to write about tastey pie.
But there are a few striking similarities come to think of it.
Everybody loves the well-meaning message of any given philosophy, but sold with it is a bunch of junk that was added by over-ambitious assholes who can't see beyond their own lifespans. The shit that was added in by way of selfishiness and greed, being what it is, sounds very nice to people, and soon they start using the pollution that dilutes the message--the interference of selfishness and greed--to justify their OWN selfishiness and greed. It snowballs, as it always will. Soon enough, you're so wrapped up in selfishness and greed that you totally forgot the original message.
The only way to really understand yourself or come to terms with your own feelings or opinions on the world is to figure it out on your own. Using a pre-established crutch, wearied and tarnished but the uses of countless multitudes before you, is not only intellectual sloth, but also (as I'm sure you've seen) potentially dangerous.
The moral of our story, kids, is:
BAKE YOUR OWN GOD DAMNED PIE YOU GREEDY BASTARD.
*ahem*
...I'm done.
