vaecrius: Duke2 Rigelatin overlord: "We'd kill you, you see, but our religion prevents the interruption of suffering." (rigelatin)
From the day the "Moral Majority" became a political force for the Republicans, the public face of conservative Christianity in America has consistently and relentlessly been that of a joyless puritanical Wahhabism that could not distinguish popular music from literal Devil worship, the most shockingly callous sodomitic disregard for - indeed scorn and explicit positive delight in the misery of - the poor and needy, a fanatical devotion to destroying revealed truth for the sake of enforcing the old law, and bloody and deceitful men who hate peace and are for war without end. And that situation remains to this day.

Obviously most of Christianity in America is nothing of the sort. But so long as any gifts are accepted, the Sodomite kings will long be able to boast, "We made these sons of Abraham rich".
vaecrius: The infamous cartoon of Darwin's head on a chimp's body, superimposed with a MSPainted Nazi armband. (are you a monkey)
So this picture has been making the rounds: it's a picture of Anders Breivik and this caption:
[top]
This is Anders Breivik
On 22 of July 2011 he murdered
77 people & injured 319,
most were children.
[bottom]
Remember how the media made a big thing out of the fact that he was a Christian?
No? Neither do I

This kinda had me wondering just how low a bar you can go, and I started reading some commentary.

Some interesting discussion about that here, as well as Andrew Sullivan's much-needed reminder that we are all sinners who must repent, quoted in part here.

One recurring theme I've noticed: lots and lots about the bounds of the label "Christian", but nothing about the actual Christ part of it.

So I decided to search his manifesto.

What I find is pure, spectacularly naked heresy, the fulfilment of a ridiculous cartoon of every single thing both Protestants and Orthodox unfairly and overstatingly caricaturize* as wrong with Roman Catholic ecclesiology. )

In short, there is absolutely nothing in here that can even be argued as a joke to have come from what was expressed in John 3:16. This is analogous to my stating that I'm a Communist and displaying all sorts of Soviet and hammer-sickle propaganda, but I'm not a member of the Communist party and I'm working from a manifesto that celebrates the corrective power of the market, assumes private property to be the cornerstone of rule of law and the need to keep the plebs quiet and working for the good of those on top, occasionally quoting from das Kapital and the Communist Manifesto, but mostly from Stalin and current Chinese Communist Party doctrines to justify my position.

Or another analogy that could get me into a bit of hot water: I walk into a Vital Stats office in my men's suit and tie and five-o'-clock shadow and demand they change my driver's licence to say F instead of M. I insist that I am a woman and that I am representing a female voice in all that I contribute, and that all my feminist support should be understood as my supporting my fellow sisters in their plight. But it is shown at all times I openly leave a substantial amount of facial hair on and speak with a masculine voice, wear men's clothes (and express shock when other people tell me about how bad women's clothing is), use implicitly masculine inflections and vocabulary where the language makes a distinction, and generally approach all matters with total, unabashed male privilege. And then:
Myself and many more like me do not necessarily have a personal relationship with Jesus Christ and God. We do however believe in Christianity as a cultural, social, identity and moral platform. This makes us Christian.
admit that personally I don't "necessarily" feel like I'm a woman at all, but I am culturally identifying with feminist cause and identity (to wit: I love pink and Barbies and am an avid fan of My Little Pony - both the old and the new cartoon, no "brony" here!) and therefore, by Dumpty, I am a woman!

It's the sort of thing that This makes me consider taking up E-Prime again.


Of course, I know the better motive for this sort of posting: the implication that what the terrorists are doing now is just as wrong under Islam as Breivik's actions are in Christianity. (The worse motive, to express total moral equivalence, is summarily rejected as indigestible waste product.) Part of my intention in the above is to show just how utterly absent the core doctrine of the Cross and salvation is in Breivik's stated beliefs, and no definition of "Christian" can include such a set of beliefs without being utterly stripped of the word's basic theological and doctrinal meaning.

Or perhaps this is another "Protesdox" bias, that the unifying identity of Christianity must be inextricably bound to the actual subjective belief of the person confessing that identity, whereas for the Catholics baptism (but was Breivik actually baptized in the Roman church or in a way that would be recognized in it?), communion (same question) and submission to papal authority may be enough. But everything I've seen from actual Catholics suggests quite the contrary and that they're much more like all other Christians in this respect.

So what, then, do we make of that analogy? What is the core Islamic doctrine that we can with complete confidence say the Hebdo murderers or ISIS or Boko Haram or the Saudi government have utterly failed to consider in their motivations? And, more to the point, how do we establish that it is core Islamic doctrine in the face of any number of Islamic theologians (to use the word in the broadest sense, to engage in any kind of logos whatsoever about God) who would so vehemently argue otherwise?


(Relatedly... this also answers my previous question: always seek and follow the truth. Have mercy on me, a sinner.)


*as opposed to a more sober criticism, of course. There's some overlap, but it's the unfair caricature version that I've got in mind. (If you were directly linked here and don't see the asterisk'd statement, ignore this footnote.)
vaecrius: Duke2 Rigelatin overlord: "We'd kill you, you see, but our religion prevents the interruption of suffering." (rigelatin)
Someone posts a picture of a seal of a demon on Tumblr. I'm curious what the various bits mean. I pull up DuckDuckGo and pray for protection from heresy and delusion, a standard procedure of mine when I am about to look something up respecting occult symbols or demonology.

I fail to find anything explaining the meaning and I give up in a mix of mild awkward discomfort and despair that I would find anything worthwhile (morally edifying, finding the Holy Spirit at work in all things, casting some light on some scientific, mathematical or historical curiosity or other) respecting this sort of thing.

My prayer is answered when about a page or two later in my Tumblr feed I read a science article in which there is an insistence that the only thing distinct about humanity, language, is "a quirk of evolution", when it occurs to me to stop the beginnings of an attempt to formulate an objection to the implied "merely" and recite the Nicene Creed to see just what part of the faith the thing I was reading actually contradicted (spoiler: nothing).
vaecrius: The infamous cartoon of Darwin's head on a chimp's body, superimposed with a MSPainted Nazi armband. (are you a monkey)
It occurs to me that when I indicate that I am a Christian that might mean all sorts of things to people who are not themselves Orthodox Christians. With that in mind, I wish to compile a brief list of the various heresies and paganisms I DO NOT subscribe to. Wherein I DO NOT believe in all sorts of things... )

I think that covers all the big stereotypical ones and anything else can be dealt with as it comes.

In the meantime, here's something I had not thought I would have needed to believe, but should.
vaecrius: Duke2 Rigelatin overlord: "We'd kill you, you see, but our religion prevents the interruption of suffering." (rigelatin)
An Orthodox Christian Exposition of Islam
Truly il miglior fabbro, compared to my shoddy attempts at conveying the comparison.

tl;dr if you take Orthodox Christianity and replace the guts with all the guts that were rejected by Orthodoxy, while keeping all the trappings of Orthodoxy that aren't directly contradictory to the newly implanted theology (e.g. icons versus wholly transcendent, never-incarnate God), you basically end up with Islam.

A good deal of Protestantism (including what I've rejected in the past) goes the same way with the same replacements, but inherits radically different trappings. If Orthodoxy is Wolfenstein and Calvinism is Doom, then Islam is Map31 - old look and feel, new engine. (The analogy breaks down, obviously, when the "new engine" is the one with less features, functions and versatility.)

(That said, it's definitely worth a read if you have any interest at all in either Christianity or Islam. Also the reference to the Christian God as Allah in the end is, intentionally or not and at least to the eyes of this Western-raised near-English-monoglot, a brilliant inversion of the technique used in the Beatles' "My Sweet Lord". [2014-07-21 Prompted to re-read b/c of this. Definitely intentional given the progression from "God/Allah" to "Allah" alone.])

It occurs to me that one of the big rebuttals to the Protestant argument about the "fall of the church" also applies here: how did two movements so removed from each other in space, culture and time end up with such similar, independently arrived at conclusions, unless there was some kind of truth to it? But the analogy stops there: the "fall of the church" usually is in reference to preceived additions - Trinity, icons, liturgical tradition - but what we're looking at here is deletion in a sincere attempt to fit everything into a rational, logical order.

- The Trinity contradicts itself and borders on polytheism, so let's remove it. It is beneath God to come down to Earth as one of us human scum. (In Islam from the start; eventually you get more unitarian groups from the Protestant tradition)
- This old verse says no graven images, so let's get rid of all images.
- We need to standardize everything, so let's make "The Book" binding (no pun intended) so that everyone's reading the exact same law-reduced-to-writing and everything not in that book is treated as hearsay and optional, unreliable apocrypha.
- The wrathful, vengeful God of the Hebrews looks all wussied up in the New Testament, so that is clearly a later deviation. Let's go back to being sinners in the hands of an angry God.
- If God is all that is good, then things are only good because God wills it to be good. Therefore, any "moral compass" we may have in our hearts is only a temptation and a passion.
- The last 3 points, if taken without a deep underlying faith in the starting assumption of a loving God, strongly imply that we need to be as harsh and unforgiving as possible, to be maximally true to God's divine image. (cf. Westboro; Taliban every sharia jurisdiction that isn't actively trying to soften its image for some material or political gain/survival)



(also new tag for Christianity-related posts)
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[EDIT: Overmind actually gave a cite:
About the quote itself – I remember reading it in Hayek’s “Fatal Conceit”.

He started one of the chapters in his book with this quote (but with "liberty" instead of "freedom") and later wrote:

The somewhat simplified quotation by Confucius that stands at the head of this chapter is probably the earliest expression of this concern that has been preserved. An abbreviated form in which I first encountered it apparently stems from there being in Chinese no single word (or set of characters) for liberty. It would also appear, however, that the passage legitimately renders Confucius’s account of the desirable condition of any ordered group of men, as expressed in his Analects (tr. A. Waley, 1938:XIII, 3, 171-2): `If the language is incorrect … the people will have nowhere to put hand and foot’. I am obliged to David Hawkes, of Oxford, for having traced a truer rendering of a passage I had often quoted in an incorrect form.
It is the same passage (and I think the same translation) that I found below, and my take on Hayek's take is similar (with a caution that I have not read the context of the passage and am not commenting at all on the "no word in Chinese for liberty" bit - for all I know Confucius might have avoided any such word because he thought it ambiguous).]

original discussion follows. )
vaecrius: The infamous cartoon of Darwin's head on a chimp's body, superimposed with a MSPainted Nazi armband. (are you a monkey)

[09:31] [personal profile] vorzac: there's an interesting debate on the film sucker punch
[09:31] [personal profile] vorzac: re: it's supposedly feminist themes
[09:31] [personal profile] vorzac: Zack snyder says it's a film that empowers women...
[09:31] [personal profile] vorzac: by...
[09:31] [personal profile] vorzac: er..
[09:32] [personal profile] vorzac: turning asylum innmates into strippers who fight giant robots
[09:32] [personal profile] vorzac: ...
[09:33] [personal profile] vorzac: a lot of people, as you can imagine, kinda disagree with this notion
[09:33] [personal profile] vaecrius: who's Zack Snyder and why should we give a fuck what he thinks :o
[09:33] [personal profile] vorzac: he directed 300
[09:33] [personal profile] vaecrius: why should we give a fuck what he thinks :o
[09:33] [personal profile] vorzac: and the Watchmen film
[09:33] [personal profile] vaecrius: why should we give a fuck what he thinks :o
[09:34] [personal profile] vorzac: and he's a big filmmaker who is influencing young minds with his skewed notions of what is empowering women
[09:35] [personal profile] vorzac: he could be breeding a new type of misogyny in the minds of teenagers as we speak :s
[09:35] [personal profile] vaecrius: ok :(


In less unpleasant news (albeit ameliorated by music):

The 8 most ridiculously badass protesters ever photographed.

A growing-up story about a teenage girl = Israel's Satanic Verses?

Also this.

EDIT: And this, which I'm sure caused some part of me to die from the awesome.
vaecrius: The infamous cartoon of Darwin's head on a chimp's body, superimposed with a MSPainted Nazi armband. (are you a monkey)
Congress votes to Planned Parenthood because of abortion, rogue representative threatened with death and eventually defeated for proposing cuts to government funding for NASCAR. The more I thnk about it, the more I'm convinced that the United States of America doesn't actually exist and is merely an elaborate propaganda story our government feeds us to make us think how lucky we are to have them in power by comparison.

Meanwhile, the Intelligent Designer finally comes up with a patch after taking way too fucking long gawd this is so slow I'm switching to a Linux earth
[00:11] [personal profile] vorzac: ah, the leviticus quote tattoo
[00:11] [personal profile] vorzac: such delicious fail
[00:12] [personal profile] vaecrius: meh, it's only funny if he only hurts himself
[00:13] [personal profile] vaecrius: like if he hits a tree in a drunken gaybash attempt
[00:13] [personal profile] vaecrius: and a coconut falls on his head
[00:13] [personal profile] vaecrius: coconut squirrel
[00:13] [personal profile] vorzac: squirrel?
[00:13] [personal profile] vaecrius: angry squirrel
[00:14] [personal profile] vaecrius: and the gay guy runs off to safety, possibly phonetaping the squirrel mêlée
[00:14] [personal profile] vaecrius: squêlée
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About two-thirds of the way in, Pullman manages to put the problem far better in two paragraphs than Dawkins could in two paragraphs' worth of book titles:
And you could go on, further back in time, way back before recorded history. The ultimate source is probably the tendency in some of us, part of our psychological inheritance from our far-distant ancestors, the tendency to look for extreme solutions, absolute truths, abstract answers. All fanatics and fundamentalists share this tendency, which is so alien and unpleasing to the rest of us. The theory says they must do such-and-such, so they do it, never mind the human consequences, never mind the social cost, never mind the terrible damage to the fabric of everything decent and humane.

I’m afraid these fundamentalists of one sort or another will always be with us. We just have to keep them as far away as possible from the levers of power.
In before Technocracy, Syndicate and Prime.

(In during Theophilus, Mao, Hitler, Scalia.)
vaecrius: A stylized navy blue anarchy sign juxtaposed with a pixellated chaos symbol made to resemble a snowflake. (anarchy and chaos)
[2011.05.09 EDIT for typoes and holy crap did I just accidentally a whole analogy there]

I'm going to have to make a disclaimer for the following link. When someone has a thing in their personality and someone finds a piece of their brain that is different and therefore may be causally connected, that says nothing to the effect that this personality thing is a more fundamental part of their "nature" or whatever. It is merely an attempt to find some kind of underlying mechanism for it, no less than wondering whether Bob from accounting is walking funny because of the Olestra incident or because of the stomach flu going around.

With that said:
A study at University College London in the UK has found that conservatives' brains have larger amygdalas than the brains of liberals. Amygdalas are responsible for fear and other "primitive" emotions. At the same time, conservatives' brains were also found to have a smaller anterior cingulate -- the part of the brain responsible for courage and optimism.
With that said, from the description in the (badly twisted) Telegraph article linked therein, the entire study may be fatally flawed. :V

But it does mesh very well with my own subjective feeling of what's happening when I hold on to various ideas on either end of the spectrum.


A thing to remember about your unemployed friends. I've been in both positions, as the get-a-job-nagger and the get-a-job-naggee, and I should know that feeling well. Maslow's hierarchy ought to explain it enough, I think, but compared to the actual feeling it is grossly insufficient in its level of abstraction.
A lot of people seem to think it’s as easy as working your butt off and striving for something better. I can tell you from personal experience, it’s not that easy. You have no hope, so why even try? And yes, it does hurt to try. Every ignored application is another reason to just end it all. It hurts. It kills you. It just furthers your belief that you’re a worthless pile of shit that doesn’t even deserve looking at. And of course, everyone tries to help. “Call them up, you have to follow up on the application.” “Send your transcript.” “Go over there and talk to the hiring manager.” It’s all snake-oil…none of it works. And it just makes you feel worse. And it runs up the phone bill. Don’t even get me started on transcripts.
For what it's worth, the only jobs I've ever gotten were based largely on who I already knew.


Which is why even the drafters of the American Constitution seriously contemplated a social safety net.


And now, Richard Dawkins reading his hate mail in a dramatic voice.
vaecrius: The infamous cartoon of Darwin's head on a chimp's body, superimposed with a MSPainted Nazi armband. (are you a monkey)
One thing I really love about Grist: in the comments section, if you post without a profile picture the default isn't a bland, stilted silhouette of a human portrait, but rather a very dynamic, low-key, totally anonymous photo of a pair of hands typing on a keyboard. Evocative, elegant, beautifully adult. [2014-01-04 They've changed it. It's another fucking grey circle head. Fuck everything, kill everybody, burn the world.]

Anyway, the thingy.
Day One: Ten things you want to say to ten different people right now.
Day Two: Nine things about yourself.
Day Three: Eight ways to win your heart.
Day Four: Seven things that cross your mind a lot.
Day Five: Six things you wish you’d never done.
Day Six: Five people who mean a lot (in no order whatsoever)

Day Seven: Four turn-offs.
Day Eight: Three turn-ons.
Day Nine: Two images that describe your life right now, and why.
Day Ten: One confession.
To clarify this of course only refers to sexual disarousal. Also of course I'm going to avoid the obvious things (poor hygeine, signs of meth addiction) - and focus instead on things that I don't think are too usual or that I have little idea why I feel that way about.
  1. Anything to do with Jesus. Christianity is like a trigger to me for everything that should not be erotic - the Crucifixion, the brunt of (I believe unjustified) modern blame for two thousand years of brutal repression, the culture wars, evil shit like this. Let's put it this way: It is an actual struggle for me to block it out when she says "Oh God".

    Note that there is one exception.

    [2014-11-21: Obviously I had to add the tag. Also, mildly amused at the proximity of this to the word "nails" below.]

  2. Decoration on nails, whether by painting or extensions or anything else beyond not having bothered to trim them this week. It just makes me, I dunno, think of an orifice that shouldn't be there or something.

  3. Any discussion about the sexual act as a matter of giving a thing away, in any sense more intimately tied to the act than that of "giving" the time and attention required to perform it. There is no way to frame any discussion about sex in that mindset without it being creepy or manipulative or both.

  4. Slut-shaming. I believe nearly everyone at some level is sexually aroused by the idea of doing things that are bad and wrong, despite anything we believe or feel to be good or that we should be aroused by, and without going into detail I am no exception. But to perpetuate that and all the insufferable bullshit it's thrown at everyone wanting a normal healthy adult sexual relationship / random tryst of no consequence to anyone but the two of us - neither me nor my life, liberty and pursuit of happiness want any part of it.
Yes, I'm aware of a recurring pattern here. To clarify, I am not playing to the particular (small) crowd of people who I know read this thing.
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Day One: Ten things you want to say to ten different people right now.
Day Two: Nine things about yourself.
Day Three: Eight ways to win your heart.
Day Four: Seven things that cross your mind a lot.

Day Five: Six things you wish you’d never done.
Day Six: Five people who mean a lot (in no order whatsoever)
Day Seven: Four turn-offs.
Day Eight: Three turn-ons.
Day Nine: Two images that describe your life right now, and why.
Day Ten: One confession.
Posting this one a bit early since I got shit to do later this Xmas Day and also there was free coffee at the office that I had a huge black cuppa from the bottom of at around 7PM.

At no point here are we asked about what we regret not doing. There are no simple giveaways here, between the thought-requiring and the personal and TMI, and whoever made this questionnaire was wise.
  1. Based any critical academic or career decision on any notion of an inherent distinction between "left" and "right" "brain" thinking. To informally add to Day One:

    A. Bradshaw, you meant well and steered me in a right direction, but I think some of your words may have been taken the wrong way.

    B. Mr. Black, fuck you, you made me hate science for a whole semester and without any exaggeration you're the worst teacher I've ever had. At least the fat drunk who pretended to be our IT teacher left us alone long enough for us to learn anything instead of filling up valuable experimentation time with your worthless fucking pontifications about our academic futures.

  2. Tried to take JtR beyond its original four-panel, balls-to-continuity comic strip constraint. Getting lost in trying to fit everything together without any clear structure was what really killed my motivation to do the comic. (Of course, arguably its cessation was an overall improvement.)

  3. The Blind Machinegunner. If no one knows what this is, I will keep it that way. Let's just say it was mentioned in Day Two of this meme. In retrospect I can recall nothing redeeming about that work.

  4. Listened to my father's bullshit about my maternal grandmother. She was a kind and caring woman and never deserved that treatment. She fortunately died old and loved far, far away from our household and the damage was minimal.

  5. Every single drink that I ever had that got me too drunk to get laid in otherwise quite favorable circumstances.

  6. That confession letter to Her, circa 2003. Smack dab in the middle of my "I want to write like an 18th-century scientist but I'm not actually well read enough to pull it off" phase. My single biggest communication fail prior to law school. Seriously, what the fuck.

    Yes, this is related to Day One, and in fact in the bizarre Dickensian coincidence that she ever comes across this and somehow makes the connection between me and that boy from that time, I'm not at all worried about her recognizing herself here.
I remember what I knew then, and forgive that boy as I have been and will be forgiven.
vaecrius: A round squishy plush lobster bursts out of the blue. (cock lobster)
Day One: Ten things you want to say to ten different people right now.
Day Two: Nine things about yourself.
Day Three: Eight ways to win your heart.

Day Four: Seven things that cross your mind a lot.
Day Five: Six things you wish you’d never done.
Day Six: Five people who mean a lot (in no order whatsoever)
Day Seven: Four turn-offs.
Day Eight: Three turn-ons.
Day Nine: Two images that describe your life right now, and why.
Day Ten: One confession.
Again, I impose a further constraint on myself: No depression or violence triggers. As the day goes on and I gather actual data on this, I'm going to redact the previous constraint, for want of any other things that match the criteria. Merry Christmas everyone.
Wargarble. )
And then right after I type this in the Eee I get back into the office where things are, while somewhat hectic and annoying, perfectly bearable.

...and now I get a call from a prospective client where I was of actual help, defused a bit of FUD, and through my experience with a previous loss may yet have prevented a disaster! (though I hope I didn't help too much and give him the sense he could just litigate this himself. :V)

And so far the evening as of getting home has been nothing but excellent. :S
vaecrius: A little yellow ant in the grass on a sunny day. (yellow ant)
Day One: Ten things you want to say to ten different people right now.
Day Two: Nine things about yourself.
Day Three: Eight ways to win your heart.
Day Four: Seven things that cross your mind a lot.
Day Five: Six things you wish you’d never done.
Day Six: Five people who mean a lot (in no order whatsoever)
Day Seven: Four turn-offs.
Day Eight: Three turn-ons.
Day Nine: Two images that describe your life right now, and why.
Day Ten: One confession.
Further constraint on myself: No mere beliefs.
  1. One Halloween I wrote a long nasty screed about the holiday to express my seven-year-old Christian fundamentalist convictions. After that it was just too awkward to ever dress up again.

  2. When I was born the local doctors were apparently giving out C-sections like candy and I had long assumed that to be the unmarked default even after seeing many portrayals on TV to the contrary.

  3. The only good feedback I got for my pre-JtR website was from a white supremacist. I replied signing off with my (very obviously non-white) real name and I never heard from him again.

  4. I was responsible for more violent incidents at school than the entire rest of my grade 6-7 class combined.

  5. I wore aviator glasses until they went into style.

  6. As a very young child I assumed death was the worst thing possible and spent some time devising ways to prolong an animal's life as long as possible between being caught and their meat being consumed.

  7. I have a lingering necrophilobia that I can barely control while eating whole prawns and crabs. I avoid dying animals or animals in imminent danger of death lest they become dead bodies while in contact with me. And windowsills.

  8. I cannot simultaneously appreciate a woman for her music and be sexually aroused by her.

  9. This is my ringtone.
Edit: LOL TYPO
vaecrius: a crude scrawl of a grinning, blazing yellow sun. (hier kommt die sonne)
Put this in your bookmarks.

Now whenever someone talks to you about the Confederates fighting for freedom and what they believed was right, read that.

The use of the "C" word as a slur just makes it even more perfect.



In other news, but not quite enough for a new post: John Campbell explains exactly why I average getting laid about once every fourteen years in a good life cycle.
vaecrius: The infamous cartoon of Darwin's head on a chimp's body, superimposed with a MSPainted Nazi armband. (are you a monkey)
Bruce Bartlett rips into "starve the beast". One commenter says that Bartlett's objections show he doesn't really understand it - and after reading this one I almost agree:
Advocates of STB think a debt crises will force Washington to cut spending.

What they do not tell you is anything about that crises.

That is because deficits do not hurt government, rather they hurt the private economy.

So the STB strategy really is to destroy the capitalist economy to create their desired crises.
Posted by spencer on Nov 29th, 2010 at 9:51 am.
The more I think about it, the more it seems the current American right is primarily promoting, not merely informed by, a rebirth through the orgiastic, violent destruction of everything good.

I know this

if life is illusion, then I am no less an illusion, and being thus, the illusion is real to me. I live, I burn with life, I love, I slay, and am content.

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