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Why should anyone repect the monotheisms when they don't respect themselves? Killing people is a whole lot more disrespectful & pornographic than any possible cartoon or skinflik. .. ..   more »

Satan & Satana surveyed the special circle of Hell reserved for Christians. Yes, all of them, every last one. The blatant hypocrites fell down the Gone to Hell Chute, but the ones who didn’t shriek out against the insidiously vicious hypocrisies became Hell Dwellers as well. .. .. Satana sighed. “All religions enslave and enslaver the mind, the heart,” she said as she nuzzled Satan’s red, leathery ear, “but seeing as we get the refuse from all over the Dimension, I’m still agogagog at how poisonous the faux-holy Christians became after they made their cursed pact with Power." .. ..   more »

From now & henceforth, inculcating this claptrap crap upon the unsullied young will be considered child abuse – leave their beauty-able, wonder-able minds alone. Sniff, snort, or exhort that JC drug & you get a scarlet J tattooed on your intoxinicated, lethal forehead so we can know to shun your non-happy-heathen rump. .. .. Instead, lie down on the ground and lay your cheek against the precious dirt of Earth & utter not a sound. True awe is unspeakable & leaves you speechless. .. ..    more »

Alas, our nation is in the grip of the Fanged Christians who have so little to do with Jesus’ radical exhortations to Love your Enemy, Turn Your Other Cheek, Turn Your Other Towers that it is a deep shame that these Fanged get to blurt and bleat his name to cover horrible and even brutal acts of violence and intolerance.   more »

What BushCo & Ilk completely miss is that we win both allies and friends with spreading what you might call �practical love.� Instead of multiplying vengeance, we would multiply affection. Train battalions of paramedics instead of soldiers � the same people, folks, the very same people. Train para-engineers instead of soldiers. The same recruits. The same team work, the same camaraderie. Minus the future nightmares that we bequeath to so many of them. We should use our massive strength (tho we�re owned by the Chinese banks & it�s hard to know when that bubble bursts?) to build for the downtrodden, champion the sick. The Earth is pleading for peace in broken people -- they are the runes, the hieroglyphs. You just have to have another tank -- and you let another sister go river blind? These things are connected. .. .. Is our legacy as America all this hell and hate? I don�t believe it. I believe that we can export engineering and education and medicine -- and movies and cruddy hamburgers . .. .    more »

I gotta say that losing Roe v Wade means hacked-up young women, often self-mutilated. I personally can't imagine wisdom or vision overturning Roe v Wade. But then I'm a woman who lived thru the era of hacked-up young women -- friends of mine even. Not anecdotes, but first hand watching the blood pour onto the floor. I�ll never forget the smell of all that blood .. .. If people didn't have the money to get out of New Orleans with a monster hurricane bearing down, how do you expect a young woman to get to a state where abortion is legal? .. ..   more »

Oh but Ace, I wanted to remark on the travails and trawoes of that creep Karl. If you don�t get him, we will. We just slap the Empathy SlashVolter into his brain and turn on the rerun of his life. Aw, it�s great. He feels everything the folks he villainized felt, but just slightly slowed down so the molecular drip of the shame and agony plays its full neuronic amplitude through his sullied synapses. No compartmentalizing here. Karl cannot partition off his lousehood in the full Quark Activation of the Empathy SlashVolter. The villainized get to download all their distilled dismay into his circuits. Fair is fair. He can�t run; he can�t hide. The Truth Dawg has got a perfect nose. And nothin� is hid from the Record. Every gasp of joy and wonder is recorded on the Akashic Vinyl, and every putrid moment. Ole Karl has to re-eat his own vomit .. .. .    more »

I wonder what will become of Karl, Dick the Dick, and their Slithery Ilk who indenture our countrymen to poverty and sign the order for weapons as if their pens didn�t write blood. How do they not hear the screams of the mutilated collateral damage at night?.. .. ..    more »

As someone who, in the upstairs bathroom, started smoking Parliament cigarettes pilfered from my Mother when I was twelve (tho I never smoked my Mother�s religion); as someone who smoked a pack a day, often Camel straights, for 30 years; as someone who went cold turkey seven days before my sister�s gala wedding with its parties and wines and champagnes, I�m here to bring you the good news that horrible and deadly addictions can be quit cold cold turkey, and after two weeks, 14 days, a fortnight of vigilance against the Insinuating Voice of the Inner Tempter, you are free and clear and living a more wholesome new life under a kind of cosmic Witness Protection Program. Nicotine and Religion and Heroin are three of the most addictive substances on Earth. They can be quit .. .. ..    more »

�I cannot believe that we just go to sleep at night and let day after day pile up like corpses along side the highway of history while these bastards loot and steal right out from under our noses and we do not whimper, not even like a kicked dog. Where in the hell, Obol, amigo de mi coraz�n, is our dignity and our sacred honor? Such sheepery and lemminghood disgust me about ourselves. They don�t even have to bestir themselves to defeat us. They must be putting saltpeter in the junk food. Are we tamed by aspartame?� .. .. ..   more »

�Because it should be vivid and squawking like a parrot, sudden on a jungle branch, mocking. Because it should be as fragile and potential as a dandelion puff. Because it should be putting your finger in the socket of the universe and being amazed at the bloody blazing. All tigers burn. All bushes burn. All walls burn. You dwell in a controlled conflagration of ferocious delicacy. Like the inside of a ripe pineapple, it�s all gold juice, your life.� .. .. .. .. Philosophy is a wolf, and she�ll bloody rip your throat out if you don�t become wise in the ways of the wild.� .. .. ..   more »

When the script writers lost control of the domineering Religion Christianity, Gata was called in to do some re-writes before this Religion of Peace blew every one off the planet. Hiroshima and Nagasaki hadn�t made enough of a dent to sate the virulent ebolaesque e christiani, a disease where you made damned sure that your enemies whom you were supposed to love bled from every orifice and from bullets holes if the other orifi weren�t enough. .. .. ..   more »

Rev. Bill Shanks reassures you that �New Orleans now is abortion free. New Orleans now is Mardi Gras free. New Orleans now is free of Southern Decadence and the sodomites, the witchcraft workers, false religion -- it's free of all of those things now," Shanks says. "God simply, I believe, in His mercy purged all of that stuff out of there -- and now we're going to start over again." . .. .. . Thank whatever stars amuse you that you don�t have to live inside a brain like these authorized representatives writhe within. No wonder there is only one joke in the bible .. ..    more »

Instead of saying Go to War, if we say Go to Mutilation, we strip away the monstrous notion that War, that Mutilation is noble. We�re going to Mutilation for fight for freedom? People need to recoil if they hear a Mutilation-monger � whether it is their neighbor or their president. .. .... Remember, dear reader, that my premise is that in Y3000 humans reject war as absolutely as we reject child abuse today. (Of course war, of course mutilation is the worst degree of child abuse .. .. ..   more »

There is a sin of scale. There is enough money that makes you and your family comfortable and safe. Massive accumulations of Money that sit in your bank account fester spiritually. You don�t earn or need $33 million dollars in some year. It�s sick. You don�t need $90,000 bucks a day. You don�t need a tax break. You need prayer. That the poor sonsabitches whose lives and labor you hoovered all that lolly from don�t wake up and think �It�s a lovely day for a Guillotine� . . .    more »

Next time you hear the phrase �collateral damage,� I want you to leap up out of your chair and start screaming. . .. . Too boat-rocking for you? Too impolite? People will question your sanity? Your urbanity? Tut tut . .. . Doing what�s right ain�t comfortable, ain�t polite. Solidarity of the living. The civil right to remain unmaimed . .. . War is state-sanctioned murder. War is state-sanctioned mass murder. Ohmygods the �m� word! Murder . .. .    more »

I have been derelict because I have been so offended. So offended that our country has been invaded by stenched souls willing to call dead &/or mutilated children, the born, collateral damage. Now, with my name-doppelganger Swift, I certainly ain�t against the occasional �stewed, roasted, baked, or boiled� plump milk-fed child. I am not a sentimentalist. But just blowing them to smithereens is an offensive waste in both nambi-pampi moral and strict capitalist Greedo terms. The least we could do is make tasty sausages out of the freshly killed. I mean where are the Entrepreneurs when you need them? Give the no-bid sausage contract to Halliburton. . .. . Own the Far-Left Exremist Agenda. Say kindly and with patronizing patience and sorrow, �Yeah, that pesky Far-Left Extremist Agenda � We want universal healthcare, superb education, a treasured environment," &c . .. .    more »

When I was 10-years-old, I saw wall upon wall of medical close-up photos of Hiroshima and Nagasaki victims . . . . It was that day in Washington DC that I stepped upon another species path. I did not care if I was the only one. I claim nor exalt kin nor kindness with a species that would do that deliberately charred mutilation to its own kind whose photographs I saw upon the walls. Better alone in the universe with no friend nor God than to be one of the glorified, sung and storied DeathDealers or one of their apologists. Militant pacifism. It was and is a reviled view. I cannot recommend this deep a loneliness to you, friend, but if you cannot bear the lies and the slither of rationalization, your own heart will feel light to you and you will have earned the wholehearted right to hear the dawn songs of birds without the static of the screams of the dead that the Killers hear in their own forsaken child�s heart. There was a time before they joined the Legions of DeathDealers, before they chose to walk across the line of blood and justifiy the sword; the machete; the M16UziAK47; the jellied gasoline. Before they surrendered their will to the command of a Dark Purpose which feeds on the blood of the innocent under the guise of glory . .    more »

This is so politically black a confection that it is obsidian. Unless you can take your Absolut TheoFascist AntiHypocrisy with a chaser of battery acid, best skip this. If you're Irony Deficient tho, it'll perk up your irony-poor blood. It ain't for the faint of heart. Jane The Messiah, the 3nd Coming, does an intensive interview for Carpe Comedy, an holozine. �Well,� said Jane The Messiah, �ever since they so screwed up the reporting on the 1st Coming & the utterly overlooked 2nd Coming, we are never ever doing Coming gigs without holovideo. You gotta actually see my lips move so you can�t lie about what I said. The Nazarene was an OK guy, but without the holovideo, he got seriously tabloided throughout a gore-fest of history that he never had in mind, or in heart.That whole eat-my-flesh, drink-my-blood thing was an inside joke to get some guffaws around the supper table! Only crazy people would, like, do it ..."   more »

I didn�t have any of the reigning festering hates of my time. But there was one determined secret grudge I held: I could not forgive �the good Germans� for not standing up and speaking out against the rising murderous fascist tide, especially before the tide of blood got too deep for many to withstand. Why, I would inquire of myself in anguished inner inquiry, Why did they not stand up, not speak out? . . . . A few years ago, my breath was sucked out of my lungs in a karmic coincidence, my poor head caught between two giant invisible cymbals -- lo, symbols � a silent percussive concussion, one cymbal from my uncompassionate past judgments and the other my own very self standing there on the street in GeorgeKarlCondiRumsDickica, a good American. Now I knew how it happened to the good Germans . . .    more »

Even if you're a Political RedMeatist & BlueStater, which pogblog clearly also is, trust me enough to try this post. It's giga-politics, as it were. And it underlies why things are so deeply disturbed in this Trying Transitional Time. This may be one of pogblog's most important philoso-political Fables. Please let yourself slow down to read it. It's not long. (If you read it with your mouth as if outloud, that'll be the right speed.) Until we grok or get this meta-information -- and teach it -- we will not be a sane species. . . . In which Dan Gero, a philosopher journalist for the South Mars Gazette, explains that the kind of behavior suitable and amusing in a disembodied or ethereal condition can be grotesque in the solid terrestrial state. . . . Presently Terran Incarnates have no inherent rights under Galactic Law. Only recently have Incarnates developed sufficient consciousness to be considered galactics rather than merely humans, the galactic slang for clever pets. The raging Question that divides the Galactic Council is where the line is drawn for full sentience privileges . . .    more »

Where the Rub is � the Unholy Alliance between Golden Calf-ism, that Obscene Creed of GigaGreed, and the Wicked Uber-Patriotic Violence is the Anti-Christ or the Anti-Christ-Equivalent. Like brave, baffled Bill McKibben (Harpers Aug 05) and Bill Moyers, moderate Christians must speak out against these fundamentalist and extremist quintessential perversions of their potentially sweet and modest faith . . . The imagination quails � shrinks back, shudders � at the violence of the delusion, the wickedness, the nastiness, the awful arrogance of our present Golden-Calf-ridden Nation. Christ would certainly be turning over in his grave if he were still there. . . . The radical vision of Jesus was to be tender � that we tend our fellows, tend our earth, our earth is our hearth. Like opening the 3rd eye, Jesus blew open the sealed doors to the heart and left us naked and gentle in the face of each other, each brother, all kin, all kind. Daring to be tender, the power in powerlessness was the gift Jesus gave, the unconditional surrender to being tender. How few jesusians there have ever been through these centuries. The satanic bargain with worldly power slammed shut those gates to the heart. Kindness became slogans not acts . . .    more »

If I have to live next door to someone willing to call child-mutilating 'collateral damage,' I want to know. If you in your hometown take a grenade and throw it at a child or mow them down with an M16UziAK47, you go to jail, get battered with outrage and shunning, get wired up in the fry chair and e-lek-tro-cuted. If the mutilated child is exactly the same End, but your Means is a noble son dropping a bomb from 10,000 ft or mowin� �em down with the M16UziAK47, you get parades, holidays, and sousa music? You do go to Karmic Jail, and it�s a profound security prison, let me tell you, and that is a faint solace for us. If you had to touch them as they died; if you had to push their wheel chair; if you had to look over their shoulder into the same mirror as them as they have to see every day that they�ll never be pretty again; if you had to sit with them as they watch unmutilated kids play basketball or soccer. The jury that judges you is dead children, is mutilated children, pilgrim . . .   more »

On PBS�s Now, they had on Milton Glaser who�s collected a book called the Design of Dissent . ... There is a teeshirt with a �city sign� on it saying Curb Your God, a teeshirt I�d love to own. ... And the image that most haunted me was . . .    more »

I�m worried that the pavlov�s-doggism -- �beat the 9/11, �New-Pearl-Harbor� fear-drum� and we�ll roll over for more narrowing of rights and stupid foreign wars and $14,000 a minute being spent on the fantasy Missile Nonsense -- is wearing off in the citizenry. We aren�t drooling on cue and wagging our tails in time to the Star-Spangled Banner. The ied�s red glare and the rocket-propelled grenades bursting in air are smelling a tad too acrid for us to ignore even tho we aren�t allowed to view the star-spangled-banner-draped coffins forever silent of song . . .    more »

'All who die outside of Christ shall be confined in conscious torment for eternity'? How do they come up with this stuff? Conscious torment? No naps?! They are going d.o.w.n. You heard it here first. Grenade Girl and Lucy Furr are ON the case!! I no longer breathe air; I breathe brimstone(S16/3206). Let's romper et rumbler! Both sides can play with this conscious-torment game. Conscious-torment this, ScalyOnes. . . . Friend Fuerta says I'm [dangerously] �messin� with their denial structure, girl.� Yeah, I'm going after their deep denial structure, with weapons of cold irony . . .    more »

It�s necessary and fun to kebab the 12ftTall Lizards. I love weapon-words third only to the silver cat and the feloniously handsome Fuller. But we need to turn sword-words into plowshare words after we�ve welcomed the unfanged and unblinded, reasonably cheerful and modest 12ftTall Lizards back into the gallivanting human family. We need to explore with you students of comedyhow people live in the apr�sWar world . . .   more »

�Arsenic,� Myrth mused. �On Earth, about 120 years before the end of linear time in late 2011, women in England wanted a prized translucent-skin look, bluish, supernally, hauntingly perhaps necroishly nacreous, like fine porcelain. This eerie lucence was achieved by taking tiny doses of arsenic . . . but there was a grisly price to pay for the slightest miscalculation: death. Similarly Religiousism and Patriotism must be taken in the tiniest doses or you will lethally poison your own consciousness . . . and often lay waste upon your neighbors . . .   more »

"Is the Armageddon thing happened yet?" I heard asked in the dark . . .   more »