Learn From Your Enemies

Just because someone is your enemy does not mean you cannot learn from them. If this were not the case, the West would be backwards, not unlike China twenty years ago or Africa today. It wasn't until the Crusaders fought valiantly to bring the true word of God to muslim nations, encountering and learning from a much more scientifically advanced society, that Europe was able to progress out of its medieval doldrums (I know science is evil -- but that is today's science, a science that plays with genetics and evolution, a science that changes how God created life). It is time, I think, to again embrace some of our enemies ways, as we face a new threat -- not from Islam, which is so corrupt God will never let it threaten Christiandom again -- but from the homosexual agenda and women. While Islam may worship a false prophet, they recognize the scourge of decadence and filth and defend their religion accordingly. We could learn from this, not necessarily by forcing homosexuals to have hormone treatments or by stoning our women, but by also appropriately punishing sin. For gays we could use some the sinful science we have developed to force them to love the appropriate sex. Because such science promises to totally change the way a person thinks about themselves, it wouldn't even be cruel or unusual, since the punished won't know the difference. While stoning is a sin, most of the time leading to death, I find the idea kind of appealing. That is why I've been advocating shooting adulterous women with rubber bullets. It's kind of like stoning, and the public in which she has committed her crimes would be allowed to participate, turning the entire event into something the whole community can enjoy, like paintball. The fact that we would all be able to participate is, I think, important, for adultery requires healing within the community. Plus in today's society, we are all so disconnected from one another because of the suburbs, because of the internet, such a gathering would promote bonding and interaction lacking in today's world.

Canada Is Rightfully Ours

The more I read about Canada, the more I dislike and fear it; for it is North America's center for filth and sin, embracing secularism and communism the way satanists embrace the Devil, and, not only corrupting their own people, but exporting their disease of Godlessness to America, where we are attempting to build a good Christian nation and world. Most upsettingly, Canada is rightfully a part of America, and had all the cowards from the Revolutionary War not fled there to support the British, it would be today.

I bring this up now because one of our readers is Canadian and asked: if Canada is so evil, why has the US been hit with so many hurricanes and Canada none? I gave her two answers, and I will repeat them now. My first and, I believe, most likely to be true response is that God recognizes our claim to Canada, refusing to differentiate between us. Just the way we here in the US chuckle when Canada tries to assert its independence, so too does God. If that's not the correct answer, then most certainly God punishes us simply because we are worth the effort, while Canada is not. Besides, it is the United States that, throughout its history, has attempted to be moral force throughout the world, holding itself out as a good, Christian nation. So when God looks down upon us and sees how we have allowed ourselves to be overcome by witchcraft, homosexuality, and Godlessness, in general, He is especially angry. This is not to say Canada has escaped God's wrath all together.

Since America's rise to global dominance, the US has entertained the idea of re-claiming its birthright; however, for various reasons it has decided to humor the "country," instead, allowing it to think itself independent. However, at the first sign of Canada's troubles, of it's collapse into a society of decadence, it was our duty as a Christian nation and parent to sweep in and save the territory from itself, just as we attempted to do in Cuba and are doing now in Iraq and Afghanistan. Now, though, that corruptible and corrupted Americans are beginning to look there for drugs, marriage, and healthcare, it is a necessity.

The Scientist, Fetustein, and the Locusts: Yet Another Short Story About the End Times

"And the fifth angel sounded, and I saw a star fall from heaven unto the earth: and to him was given the key of the bottomless pit. And he opened the bottomless pit; and there arose a smoke out of the pit, as the smoke of a great furnace; and the sun and the air were darkened by reason of the smoke pit. And there came out of the smoke locusts upon the earth: and unto them was given power, as the scorpions of the earth have power. And it was commanded them that they should not hurt the grass of the earth, neither any green thing, neither any tree, but only those men which have not the seal of God in their foreheads. And to them it was given that they should not kill them, but that they should be tormented five month: and their torment was as the torment of a scorpion, when he striketh a man." -- The Book of Revelation

Wa Jie didn’t care what was happening to the earth. She didn’t care that her daughter had disappeared, that her husband had left her for his silly Christians, that her parents had nearly starved to death, surviving only because they found the decomposing bodies of their neighbors and ate them. She was a scientist. She had a problem to solve, and she’d almost solved it. In another era, her work would be condemned as evil, just as the Nazis’ was. But that was another era. Thankfully. Now things were different. People expected comfort. Pain, sadness, simple inconvenience – the world could not tolerate those anymore. Especially since the chaos, since the famine, earthquakes, and most of the world’s water turning to blood. So they – most of them, anyway – left her in peace to perform her experiments, experiments with unfathomable potential to finally prove that humans evolved from monkeys.

She took the bucket of fresh fetuses and emptied it into the vat. It was funny how things changed, how they evolved. As a young scientist, she was constantly having to explain herself. No, she would tell them, her work was not immoral. Fetuses were not life; they could not feel pain, etc., etc. Plus fetuses could rid the world of disease, of suffering. Many people listened; they understood at least one thing – the experiments could benefit them. She never bothered to explain that she wasn’t interested in saving the world from pain and suffering, that she cared about only one thing: the monkey-man connection.

She lowered the mixer into the vat of fetuses. But the Christians… They never listened. That stupid book of theirs… Oh, how it angered her. Impeding progress in the name of blind faith!!! She had diagrams; she had facts, had figures – all testable and tested by renowned scientists who couldn’t possibly be wrong. What did Christians have? The Bible? Because of that silly book it had been almost impossible to find the fresh fetuses she needed for her work. She combed the poor houses and hung around high schools to find poor lost souls willing to let her take their babies. And boy would she take them. She’d rip them right out, sometimes with bolt cutters, sometimes with coat hangers. She could have made it painless; but she was angry. She needed more fresh meat, and she was tired of having to argue. The government should have just given the fetuses to her.

She turned the mixer on and watched the fetuses spin into something that looked not unlike the remnants of a nose bleed from God. Those were tough times, but, yes, it was funny how things changed, how they evolved. After the “Rapture” – the disappearance the Christians attributed to God, but she knew was due to a rupture in the space-time continuum – and the subsequent tectonic and climatic chaos, she couldn’t keep the pregnant women away. The condemnation of the Christians certainly got louder, but the idea of having to bring up screaming, bratty children during the “end times” brought hordes of women to her back-alley lab to relieve them of responsibility.

She turned the mixer off and stared into the vat. Suddenly, it started to bubble and froth. This is not what her calculations led her to believe would happen! And then the baby mixture began to take form. She couldn’t tell, at first, what it was turning into, but gradually it began to take the form of a gigantic fetus. It looked kind of like Frankenstein, so in her head she dubbed it Fetustein. Waaaaaa! Waaaaa! Wiiiiiiitttttttccccchhhhhhh! it screamed at her. Then the fetus-mix baby -- Fetustein -- began to chant: Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty, which was, and is, and is to come! And with the chant, she heard a loud buzzing approaching from outside the building.

Suddenly, the windows of her lab burst forth, and large, fierce looking bugs flew into her lab. As they approached her and she could see them more clearly, she noticed they were not really bugs at all, for while they had the shape of locusts, they had the faces of men and hair like a woman’s; and on their heads sat crowns like gold, while breast plates of iron covered their breasts, and tails like scorpions stabbed upward from their rear. And God! – the sound of their wings was like the sound of chariots of many horses running to battle.

She turned to run, but before she could even take a step, Fetustein grabbed her. Eat me! it screamed, and then stuck its entire hand into her mouth, nearly choking her until she was able to catch a breath or two from her nose. At first, the only sensation she was aware of was the overwhelming taste of chicken; but then she felt a strange tingling in her brain that eventually turned into a powerful feeling of goodness and love that both made her want to embrace it and vomit at the same time. The sensation, though, suddenly ceased, only to be replaced by a voice in her head: Wa Jie! Your work is nothing more than witchcraft! Man was made in my image, not a monkeys! Or do you think I am nothing more than a monkey?

This could all be explained by science, Wa Jie was sure. Perhaps the precise mixture of fetuses combined with her delicate touch at the mixing vat produced some type of quantum phenomenon, opening up a different dimension where fierce locust creatures and fetus-mix babies had evolved over billions of years. The baby must have drugged her with some type of hallucinogen to produce the effect of God telepathically communicating with her. God, she was a genius, even in the face of such fear and suffering. But then something happened to make her forget her brilliance: the locust creatures attacked. Each sting brought about the torment of a thousand scorpion stings, and she screamed in agony. Even as the creatures and Fetustein suddenly disappeared, her pain would not go away, leaving her writhing on the ground. God, God, how long was this going to last? But even though she asked the question, somewhere deep down within herself, she already knew the answer: 5 months.

The End

The Man Who Could Not Die: Another Short Story About the End Times

“[A]nd the kings of the earth, and the great men, and the rich men, and the chief captains, and the mighty men, and every bondman, and every free man, hid themselves in the dens and in the rocks of the mountains; and said to the mountains and rocks, Fall on us, and hide us from the face of him that sitteth on the throne, and from the wrath of the Lamb; for the great day of his wrath is come; and who shall be able to stand?”— The Book of Revelation

The end times were upon him. John O’James knew this, and he could not take it. Earthquakes, famine – both struck the earth with a vengeance, killing millions, including his homosexual lover and his parents. Millions escaped the misery altogether, simply disappearing. People on the streets, on the radio and television – they said all the disappearances were because of the Rapture. He believed it to be true; and where he wanted to be a Christian, to accept Jesus into his heart so that he could at last find favor with God, he couldn’t. He couldn’t because he had done terrible things in the past, things that made him evil, things that made him embarrassed to ever meet God or Jesus or any of the souls that were already saved and enjoying the blessings of heaven. No; he would rather suffer an eternity of hellfire than suffer through that. And he knew now that he deserved it.

So as he tied the rope to the tree branch, as he put the noose around his neck, he thought about all the things he had done, about the men he had loved, about the sinful acts they had committed in the darkness of the bedroom. A small part of him still thought he had done nothing wrong. Who cares if he loved men, if he loved to touch and be touched by them? Who was he hurting? It was HIS life, HIS body.
Obviously, it was that thinking that got him here in the first place. He knew now that all the good he thought he had done for his community – his giving to the poor, his working with disadvantaged children, his donation of a kidney to save a person he didn’t even know – were nothing in the grand scheme of God. The fact that he acted on his lust for men was so evil, so repugnant, it outweighed any good he may have done. He was sure now that the kidney he donated probably made the person sicker. It could have even turned the man gay. And the money he gave to charity must have acted like seeds of rot within the impoverished communities, condemning them further into the pattern of neglect and filth that so trapped them. And the poor children!!! His help probably was no help at all. Instead, he inspired them merely to become smarter criminals.

Part of him thought he shouldn’t go through with his hanging, for all the suffering that mankind was due was suffering he deserved. Ten fold. But he was weak. Un-Godly weak. Thus his crimes. Thus his submission to filthy temptation. Thus God’s rejection. Thus his misery. And how could he face God, knowing He had been watching during every act of sin, watching when he seduced his lovers, watching as he enjoyed pornography, watching as he corrupted everything around him?

So he hung himself. He stepped off the ladder, kicking it over. He dangled and twisted violently. He could feel the rope burying itself deep within his neck, strangling him. He couldn’t breathe. His face turned blue. His eyes were bulging. And he twitched and twitched; but he would not die; and he dangled and dangled -- for hours, and he still would not die. God, God! Please, let me just die. I can’t bear to face you, he prayed. But rather than answer his prayers, the rope broke from the tree.

This made John O’James angry, angry with God. He didn’t care that it was he who had sinned, he who had given in to temptation and offended God. So he rushed to his house, into the tool shed and picked up a hatchet. Without even thinking, not even for a second, he brought it down across his wrist, severing the hand. Blood splashed everywhere and continued to spill from the wound. He lost so much blood, his arms (one handless) and legs turned blue. His face and torso were probably blue, too, but he was too controlled by anger to think to check. When the bleeding stopped he was still alive.

Okay, God, you win. I believe in you so strongly; I am so overcome by the fact you gave your only son to mankind to die for our sins, I am sorry I tried to kill myself. I love you, I love you; I love you more than my lover, more than my parents, more than my favorite shoes, more than fashion in general, really. And he just stood there for awhile, hoping his words reached God, so God would know that he was a good Christian. But in the back of his mind, what he was really hoping was that God would finally let him die. God, of course, did not answer his prayers, for he lived on.

So he again became enraged and ran into the house, into the kitchen, where he went to the knife drawer and pulled out a knife. Really God? By loving men I was so evil a person none of the good I did made any difference? What kind of being are you? He then slit his own throat. He didn’t have any blood left, so he didn’t bleed. Instead, the pain now wracking his body brought him to the ground, where he sat propped against the dishwasher, his face in his hand and nub, crying.

John! John! God called to him. Where wast though when I laid the foundations of the earth? Declare if thou hast understanding. Knowest thou the ordinances of heaven? Canst thou set dominion thereof in earth? Wilt thou condemn me, that thou mayest be righteous?

And suddenly John was filled with happiness. It all made sense to him now. Well, kind of. He had just spoken to God, after all. In any event, he could no longer feel any pain, although he was still missing a hand, and his arms and legs were blue. But it didn’t matter. Nothing mattered anymore – nothing but his love of God. No longer would sin tempt him. No longer would his love compete with unnatural urges. He was determined, now, to go forth into the world as a good Christian soldier and save as many as he could from eternal hellfire. It did bother him – just a little bit – that he was missing a hand and was a dark shade of blue; but in God’s grand scheme of things, he knew that was neither here nor there, for God was on his side. Now he just had to find the perfect thing to wear…

The End

Attack of the Fetuses: A Short Story About the End Times

“How long, O Lord, holy and true, dost thou not judge and avenge out blood on them that dwell on the earth?” -- Book of Revelation

So many strange things had happened over the last few days, Michelle almost forgot she was about to become a killer. Thousands – millions, perhaps – had simply disappeared. Vanished. The talking heads on television were saying it was the Rapture, that the good Christians of the world were taken to Heaven before the wrath of God was brought upon the rest of mankind. But that could not possible be true. How could it? For the father of the baby she was now about to have sucked out of her, the man who raped her, scarring her for life and forcing her into a decision she never wanted to have to make, disappeared, too. It was true that he became a Christian in jail; in fact, he wrote her many times begging for her forgiveness; and when he disappeared, his cell was filled with Bibles and his own writings for his love of Christ. But she was also a Christian. She had been going to Church since she was a child. Maybe she wasn’t the best Christian, maybe she thought parts of the Bible couldn’t possibly be true. How could they? According to science, God did not make the world in six days and rest on the seventh, and nor did He make man in His image. No, men evolved from monkeys. It was all explained by science. Scientists had facts and figures and devices. The Bible was based on faith. And she just couldn’t have absolute, 100% faith in anything that said so many things she disagreed with. But she did believe in Jesus, especially his words. That’s all it took to be a Christian, wasn’t it?

So she entered the scientist’s lab disturbed, confused. Not because she was about to take a life, for she didn’t believe a fetus was a life, that the thing growing in her womb would feel pain, but because she just couldn’t wrap her head around the idea that God would love a rapist more than her. After all, not only was she a Christian, she was donating the fetus to science, to be used as stem cells that might one day cure diseases or paralysis. No, she was not bothered at all by the fact she was about to become a killer.

So the scientist said something to her, but she did not hear it. She was too distracted, horrified, even, by what she saw in the lab: jars and jars of fetuses lining the wall. Some may have been six or seven months old. And it seemed as though they were frowning at her. Suddenly she didn’t feel so sure about her decision; but she blocked such nonsense out: it was the best decision for her. After all, her fetus was the product of rape. She had no choice in that matter. Plus, she was not ready for a child, especially not now, not with the world in such disarray.

So she followed the scientists orders. She laid down on the table. She spread her legs. She looked at his face, and he smiled at her. But it was disgusting smile; it looked as though he was enjoying this, enjoying looking at her, enjoying the curves of her body. But she let it continue; she let him strap down her arms and legs. Then he pulled out something that looked not unlike a coat hanger; in fact, if she didn’t know any better she would have said it was a coat hanger. And next thing she knew, it was inside her. Sucking, stabbing.

So then something incredible happened. At first all she heard were the sounds of breaking glass; but then the chanting began. “Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty, which was, and is, and is to come!” Looking around she saw the source of it: it was the fetuses! Somehow their jars – their prison – had broken, and now they were chanting and crawling closer. The closer they came, the more menacing they looked, their wrinkled faces contorted into a look of revenge and judgment. And they had teeth. Sharp, pointed teeth, like a shark’s.

So the scientist was no longer ogling her; -no, he was turned away, backed up against the table on which she lay, facing the approaching fetuses, his body tense with shock and fear. Suddenly, the closest fetuses jumped on to the scientist and started biting him. Those that followed gnawed at his legs. And the scientist screamed. Screamed and screamed and screamed. And bled. Blood was everywhere; it covered her hospital gown, some was on her hands and face. But she couldn’t move; she couldn’t escape. She could only pray, and pray she did, begging for God’s forgiveness, for killing her child, for anything that may have caused the horrible fate she was certain to meet at any moment.

So then the screaming stopped. She couldn’t see the doctor, for he had already crumpled to the ground, out of her sight. And then another voice – a child’s voice – called to her: “Mommy, mommy. Why mommy? Why didn’t you love me?” She could feel something crawling between her legs, pulling at her hospital gown. Then she saw it: a fetus, her fetus, her baby. It was so tiny as it crawled towards her face; and yet it was so beautiful, so perfect and innocent. How could she have killed such a thing?

So suddenly her straps unfastened, and her baby began to talk again: “Mommy, you have been condemned to live through the tribulation period, through the end times. But you have a chance, mommy. A chance to one day be with Jesus and Heaven on Earth. But you must believe!!! With your whole heart and whole soul, you must believe. God loves you; He sent me here to tell you that. And He’s given you a gift. It’s something that you may not appreciate at first, something that may even disgust you. But you must accept it; it will guide you and lead you down the righteous path during the coming end times. Promise me you’ll do as God has commanded.”

So she nodded. She would have said something, explained to her baby how sorry she was for what she had done, begged it for forgiveness; but she was still to overcome by fear to have said anything that made sense. And then the baby spoke once more: “Mommy, your gift is this: you must eat me.”

So after it said those last words – You must eat me – the baby/fetus fell to its side, lifeless once again. Michelle picked it up, cradled it. Then she did as she had been commanded; she ate it. At first, she was overcome by the fact that her baby tasted a lot like chicken. But then something wonderful happened, as a new sense of purpose spread through her body, as a complete and total understanding that God loved her washed away all the fear and guilt. She got off the table and walked toward the door, past the pile of bones that had once been the scientist, ready to face the end times, ready to walk a righteous path.

THE END

Dr. Dobson: Thanks to You on Thanksgiving Day

Dr. Dobson, your wisdom is infinite and true. Just because Thanksgiving Day is a day for thanks, doesn't mean we Christians may let down our guard, allowing filth and abomination to further spread and corrupt our children and society as we rest. But while TRUE Christians are ready, fortunately, half-Christians and non-believers are not; and it is Dr. Dobson, in all his brilliance, that recognized this, organizing a sneak attack on unsuspecting revelers at the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade. As families and sinners are relaxing, tending to their children, their wives, lovers and homosexual partners, Dr. Dobson will attack, handing out pamphlets to the crowd that are certain to force them to confront the scourge of homosexuality. Blissfully ignorant children will be made to see the light; good men and women will be woken from their moral slumber; and sinners will be uncomfortable. If God is looking down favorable upon us, and the homosexuals in the crowd are driven from the city, it will truly be a day where we can all give thanks. Let us pray...

Misshapen Women: Out of the Kitchen, Into the Fire

"Let your women keep silence in the churches: for it is not permitted unto them to speak; but they are commanded to be under obedience as also saith the law. And if they will learn anything, let them ask their husbands at home: for it is a shame for women to speak in the church." 1 Corinthians 14:34/35.

"But I suffer not a woman to teach, not to usurp authority over the man, but to be in silence. For Adam was first formed, then Eve. And Adam was not deceived, but the woman being deceived was in the transgression. Notwithstanding she shall be saved in childbearing..." 1 Timothy 2.

"In like manner also, that women adorn themselves in modest apparel, with shamefacedness and sobriety; not with broided hair, or gold, or pearls, or costly array." 1 Timothy 2.

The above are some of my favorite quotes of the Bible, testimony to the wisdom and infallibility of the Lord our God; for in recent times, as women have been tempted to betray their Christian faith, demanding equality with men, refusing to bare their husbands children, speaking when not spoken to, and whorifying themselves with whorish outfits, society has collapsed into a bastion of filth and unholiness. God, though, is having yet another laugh. Where once all women (except, of course, those possessed by the Devil) had bodies of perfection, blessed with the hourglass figure to attract good husbands, the women of today are developing into a variety of misshapes -- rectangles, spoons, inverted triangles. And the trend is only getting worse, such that I am quite sure we will see women in the form of shapeless blobs, not unlike jellyfish in the near future. Of course, women have not taken this lying down. With fashion industry (which is run by homosexuals in league with the Devil) encouragement and glorification of the hourglass figure of yesteryear, women starve themselves to death or stick their fingers down their throats to vomit out excess calories; and even if they are able to achieve beauty using such extreme methods, God will not let them enjoy it; they will always see themselves as fat and disfigured. Some women use science and medicine to attempt to become beautiful. But just look at the liberal, man-hating Maureen Dowd. The bile spewing forth from her mouth has been like acid to her face. No matter how much she tries to cover her ugliness with plastic surgery, she looks plastic and less and less like a human. Or look at Congresswoman Jean Schmidt. Women should not be allowed to run for office, and God has shown his displeasure by disfiguring her to the point of hideousness. The true tragedy, though, is not the pressure and sadness women feel because they are no longer able to be beautiful; -no, it's that men, too, have been touched by the selfishness of women, forced to settle for misshapen wives, because that's all the world has to offer. Yet it's not as though the men are totally innocent of offending God. They are, after all, equally as guilty of corrupting the Bible, picking and choosing only the parts that fit their world view, rather than accepting all of it as the law and word of God. So we, too, must be punished.

Harkening Back to the Days of Yore (When Babies Were Not Kept in Jars)

What once was good and pure,
Wholesome and virtuous true,
The righteous path,
We took steadfast,
Alas! It is no more!
As it was in the days of yore.

Harkening back to the days of yore,
The Days of Yore!
The Days of Yore!
We must harken back to the days,
The glorious days of yore!

The olden days, the traditional ways,
Righteous men, complacent women,
Children neither seen nor heard,
Obedience strictly enforced,
Lest the hickory stick be well laid on!
As it was in the days of yore.

Harkening back to the days of yore,
The Days of Yore!
The Days of Yore!
We must harken back to the days,
The glorious days of yore.

This modern and secular day,
Satan is having his way,
Dark forces have gained,
Precious lives down the drain,
We must return to a righteous past,
As it was in the days of yore.

Harkening back to the days of yore,
The Days of Yore!
The Days of Yore!
We must harken back to the days,
The glorious days of yore.

Evil has a name, it is science,
Advancing Satan’s will,
Evil scheming scientists,
Devious thinking, conniving, calculating,
Scheming sick experimentation,
Using Babies! Helpless Babies!
Helpless Babies in a Jar.

Oh have you ever seen,
The babies in the jar?
To truly come to see,
The horrific extent of our fall,
We need only venture,
Into the science labs,
To see the babies in the jar.

Fallen from grace
The judgement we shall face
As we turn away from our Lord
The darkness is come,
Our transgressions have done,
As never before in the olden days,
Those glorious days of yore

Oh have you ever seen,
The babies in the jar?
To truly come to see,
The horrific extent of our fall,
We need only venture,
Into the science labs,
To see the babies in the jar.

And what of the babies,
Those helpless little babies,
The little babies in the jar?
The Lord shall receive your souls,
Come now little ones into heaven,
No longer shall you remain,
A specimen in the jar!

Oh have you ever seen,
The babies in the jar?
To truly come to see,
The horrific extent of our fall,
We need only venture,
Into the science labs,
To see the babies in the jar.

Now evil scientists!
What judgement shall you face?
The one and only penalty,
You are eternally condemned,
To be imprisoned inside a jar,
Baby demons inflict constant torments,
While forever trapped inside a jar.

Oh have you ever seen,
The babies in the jar?
To truly come to see,
The horrific extent of our fall,
We need only venture,
Into the science labs,
To see the babies in the jar.

America the Retarded -- Only True Christians Should Be Allowed To Vote

For years I've pondered the question: how is it that so many Americans can reject the obvious truth of the Bible and accept the corrupt and false teachings of scientists and atheists? Look at these statistics. According to the PEW survey, only 42% of Americans believe the teachings of the Bible, yet over 80% of Americans claim to be Christian. Furthermore, the statistics also show that more the education a person has, the less likely they are to believe in the truth of the Bible. I've always thought the corruption of America's religious faith was caused by weakness -- in the Church, in schools -- as liberals and secularists, always intent on including everyone and everything, always willing to accept a moral relativistic position not unlike the one that allowed Hitler to rise to power, gradually chipped away at our religious faith, stripping it from the schools, allowing compromise in the teachings of the Bible. It turns out, however, that the damage caused by these liberals and secularists is much greater than I ever would have imagined. If you read the 11/20/05 post by Michael Crowley, he points to more horrifying statistics that suggest America has been turned stupid. My own research confirmed this, proving America's stupidity in children. Before the Devil empowered the liberals and secularists to take over, America was not always retarded. Look at the greatness it achieved in conquering the heathen Indian tribes that once dominated this continent. Look at the technological advancement and world domination it so thoughtfully and unselfishly bequeathed to the rest of the world. We were a truly Christian, righteous nation then. But look at us now. We sell our souls to the dictators and communists of the Middle East and Venezuela, simply because they have oil. We idly stand by as Asia grows stronger, stealing our jobs and wealth. By corrupting and, in some cases, completely ignoring our Christian faith in the church and in schools, we have made ourselves dumber, weaker, pathetic. We cannot rely on our own educational system to save us, for, as the PEW statistics show, the more education we have, the less likely we are to believe the Bible's truth. The thing that most scares me, however, is the fact that many of these stupid, Bible-denying Americans vote, choosing leaders at the command of liberals and secularists that will perpetuate the retardation of America. If this is allowed to stand, we will never be great again. It is vital, then, that the laws be changed such that the stupid be prevented from voting. Once this land is again a true Christian nation, the veil of stupidity will be lifted from our people, and the statistics will reveal our righteousness, and God will once again look upon us favorably. No longer will we need to go begging the Middle East and the communist, Chavez, in Venezuela for oil. We can simply take it. God bless America.

Jesus Hates the Holidays, But He Loves Christmas

Oh, my Christian soldiers, this is a good week for me, for it marks the beginning of the CHRISTMAS season, and I love Christmas. I emphasize Christmas, because this very well could be the last year we Christians are allowed to say the word in the public sphere. Using the word "Christmas," saying things like "Merry Christmas" will be tantamount to calling an African American the N word. There is, you see, a war brewing, a war against, not only the Christian principles that this nation was founded upon, but all the things that bring Christians joy. Schools won't allow children to sing Christmas carols or wish one another a merry Christmas. There can be no tree, no sign of Santa Clause. All that can be offered are "Holiday" displays stripped of any sign of Jesus or God. At the same time, the nation's stores are also abandoning our Lord, Jesus Christ, and refusing to put up Christmas displays. They, too, are opting to promote a generic Holiday season. Even Wal-Mart, a company I once thought could have become the Jesus Loves Everything Superstore that would survive the coming of the Antichrist and allow Christians to trade without the mark of the beast, is refusing to accept Christmas. This is the same company that had been doing God's work, crushing the Satanic, communist unions that dare suggest measly, un-educated store employees were not getting affordable healthcare or a living wage. I now ask stores such as Wal-Mart: what makes it a holiday, when it is stripped of any meaning? I'll tell you what it is: it's a holdiay for their bank accounts and stock prices. They are more than willing to use us for their profits without acknowledging the faith that will be driving them. That is why I support the growing calls to boycott all stores that refuse to recognize Christmas and its supremacy over all other holidays.

Some may wonder: what's the big deal about Christmas? Why would anyone -- Jew, Muslim, or other heathen religion -- care about a word? What are they afraid of? The answer is this: Christmas is a very powerful holiday, capable of guiding unfaithful to the glorious light of Jesus Christ. When an atheist or spirit worshiper receives a gift, it satisfies the greed and want for material things that is inherent to us all, and with the power of the words "Merry Christmas," opens up their heart to Jesus. Just as the gift of heaven and the fear of hell drives us in our worship of our Lord and Savior, so too does a gift of shoes, of the new XBOX, of an IPOD open our minds to the glory of God. So the Devil commands his followers to fight Christmas and spread and embrace holidays like Halloween and Kawanza, holidays that are certain to lead to damnation, into the Devil's painful and eternal embrace.

Why Be Afraid of the Patriot Act: God is Already Spying On You

Since 9/11, a debate has raged across the country: how far should we go to protect ourselves from the heathen terrorists of the Middle East? Can we torture and humiliate them; can we deprive them of due process; can we pre-emptively invade Muslim countries that dare attempt to acquire nuclear arms and threaten Israel? And despite the attempts of the America-hating, cowardly left, the answer to these questions has been a resounding yes; and I watched with pride as the spread of democracy and freedom crushed Iraq and Afghanistan, as our heroic and honorable soldiers taught all the terrorists of the Middle East who is boss and sent Osama bin Laden and his ilk into hiding. While the cowardly and sensitive liberals were horrified by the images out of Abu Ghrab, of the pyramid of naked Iraqis, of the Muslims on a leash, I recognized that the spread of freedom and democracy is not something that can be learned in an area that hates Jesus, but instead must be forced down the peoples' throats.

But while I easily accepted that the rest of the world had to suffer and sacrifice in order for America to be safe from terrorists, I struggled with the possibility of our having to sacrifice. Of particular concern to me was the Patriot Act. The idea that the government could freely wiretap any computer or phone I use and have access to all of my records, including the books I check out of a library, really scared me. As Christians, we must vigilantly guard our freedoms, lest the secularists, homosexuals, and practitioners of witchcraft and sorcery prevent us from worshipping altogether. I was also worried, however, that the government might be over-reaching, attempting to become omnipresent the way only God can be. Our lives are already governed by a Heavenly Patriot Act, where God sees, hears, and feels everything we do and think. If we touch ourselves, improperly wasting our seed, God is spying on us. If we have impure thoughts, He knows what we are thinking, and He judges us. When we are in bed with our wives, girlfriends, and/or whores, He is there, watching with approval or disapproval, depending on the righteousness of our lust. When we lie, cheat, or steal, He knows. It's as though there is a camera linked to Heaven in every place we go, as though our brains are wiretapped by God.

My fear, though, has been put to rest, for we are fortunate enough to have a leader who speaks to God. Not only this, but President Bush is a born again Christian, so he would never abuse his power. Just as God commanded Moses to attack the enemies of Israel and massacre men and boys, He has commanded our President to kill terrorists. It makes sense, then, that our modern day Moses of a President be empowered to spy on us, to read our e-mails, listen to our conversations, and search our homes. In fact, God may have even given the President a special Heavenly device, where he can read our every thought and watch our every move. Just imagine that the next time you decide to sin OR commit terrorist acts against the country.

Harry Potter Really Does Exist And He Will Burn In Hell

I saw Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire last night, and I will tell you it is no better than child pornography. It exploits children, but rather than abuse them for a sexual purposes, the movie parades them in front of the camera to lure both children and adults to the practice of witchcraft and sorcery and away from Jesus. Images of children flying brooms, fighting dragons and other monsters, mixing potions and casting spells corrupt a moviegoer's mind, tempting them to believe that witchcraft and sorcery are fun and magical and that its practitioners can be heroes. But this is nothing more than propaganda! Besides the fact that witchcraft can never bring you to Jesus Christ, to salvation, witchcraft is evil, is a tool of the Devil. If Harry, Ron, and Hermione are not saving the world from Lord Voldemorte; instead, they use their powers to lure people to Satan. Harry most likely uses his wand for abortions, Ron and Hermione to tempt men into their bed; and all three use their powers to kill Christians and drink their blood, because in reality, that's what witches and sorcerers do. Christian leaders and churches, including the Vatican, though, have embraced Harry Potter, tempted as easily as children into believing such stories promoting witchcraft are harmless. But they forget: the Bible commands that we must "be stong in the Lord and in the power of His might." We must "Put on the whole armor of God" so that we "may be able to stand against the wiles of hte devil. For we do not wrestle against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this age, against the spiritual hosts of wickedness in the heavely places." What are we teaching our children when we allow them to read or see the filth of Harry Potter or when we, ourselves read or see it? Instead of forcing them to the Lord as they should be forced, protecting them in the armor of God, we are casting them into the arms of Satan if we allow them to be introduced to any ideas contrary to what the Lord teaches. It's tempting to believe that witches and sorcerers don't really have magical powers, that they are nothing more than harmless fantasy, regardless of whether or not they have rejected Jesus as our Lord and Savior. However, this would be a mistake, for while we think they don't really have magical powers, this is only what they want the general public to believe, as witches/sorcerers corrupt our minds and control our leaders. How else do you explain the fact that Harry Potter sits on the shelves of school libraries, while school prayer and Bibles are thrown out like yesterday's garbage -- in a Christian nation no less?!?!? Spells, I tell you, have been cast -- perhaps by the lesbian cabal, perhaps by environmentalists -- to control the minds of the public and our leaders and judges to promote the homosexual agenda, to allow abortion, and to trick us all into hysteria over global warming. But true Christians, never fear! We have God on our side, and He is more than able to fight the forces of Evil. Harry Potter will burn in hell. Until then, don't let your children read it.

Teaching Evolution in Schools = Everybody Gets Bird Flu

I don't know about you, but I've been hearing about bird flu an awful lot lately, about how deadly it is, about how it threatens to become a pandemic, killing millions of people world wide. Yet there is always this caveat -- it's a BIRD flu, i.e. it only affects birds, thus leaving us safe... for awhile. Why awhile? Because apparently the bird flu can evolve into a form that infects humans. In fact, just today it was reported two Chinese have died from the virus. I know in the past that I've argued evolution is a fraud, invented by God-less scientists brain-washed by Satan to manipulate us away from God, from eternal happiness, which would suggest the bird flu could not possibly have evolved into a form that infects us. But that was then. That was before the Bible was stripped from our schools, before evolution was taught to innocent children who are unable to understand right from wrong, that the Bible is undeniable truth given to us by God, whereas evolution was invented by scientists and the Devil to control us. Not only has the Bible been ripped from our children, replaced by a Godless falsehood; but secularists won't even allow teachers to point out the gaps and fallacies in evolutionary theory. So now God is angry! If we are so intent on ignoring, denying -- ridiculing -- the word of the Bible, then He will give us what we wish for: evolution. So where once there was no such thing, now evolution is a reality, and it will destroy us. And just as the great, all-knowing Pat Robertson suggested: when God's wrath comes, we dare not pray to Him, because it was we who rejected Him. Be ready, then -- expect evolution to hit us like a hurricane or earthquake, expect evolution to infect everything we rely on to survive: the deadly bird flu will evolve into the bird/human flu; fish will develop strange sex organs. Those are just the cases we can see right now. If the bird flu can change into a human flu, then we will most certainly evolve into some weird human/chicken combination. In fact, the entire Book of Revelation can be explained in terms of evolution, thus making Book of Evolution a more appropriate name. All the world's water will evolve into blood, for example. Lord save us, we will all pray, but He will not because the end-times are coming. I wish it were as simple as merely halting the teaching of evolution in our schools, but I am afraid it may be too late. Obviously, I don't know that for sure, for who really knows what God thinks? But with the appearance of actual evolution, I am almost certain that we are on an irreversible path to the end times...

Partial Birth Abortion Poem: Pull, Poke, Suck

I can feel.
I can feel
a latex grip
pull me like a weed,
my tiny legs
clasped by hateful hands,
tugging, ripping.
It hurts.

I can feel.
I can feel
myself moving,
and I cling, I fight,
afraid, terrified,
what was once safe
now smothering.
I'm scared.

I can feel.
I can feel
sterile air
tickle my toes,
welcoming me
to the unknown;
but I don't feel welcome.
I am not loved.

I can feel.
I can feel
the pulling stop,
my body limp,
half in, half out
screams of panic
absorbed and discarded
by a hateful womb.
God save me.

I can feel.
I can feel
the cold metal
of scissors
puncture my head,
precise instruments of death;
if this is life,
it's excruciating.

I can feel.
I can feel
the plastic tube, the sucking:
my brain is dirt
to be vacuumed up;
I am a weed,
pulled up and tossed away.
I am nothing.

Apple is Evil: Let's Boycott It

I think we are all in agreement: porn is evil; it is a scourge that must be wiped from the face of this Earth, for it captures filthy, sinful behavior and spreads it like a virus across the world and sucks all who watch it into a blackhole of eternal damnation, converting women into whores, tempting teenagers into sin, and subjecting the human spirit to the basest desires of the flesh. And now porn has a new way to spread: the IPod (just in case the link doesn't work, the article talks about how porn is coming to the IPod). It pains me to say it, for I love my IPod and use it hours a day to listen to my favorite parts of the Bible, to hear podcasts of my favorite ministers; but the IPod must be stopped. I should have known this was the inevitable direction in which the IPod would go. Just look at the name of the company that develops it: Apple. It was woman's desire for knowledge, her weakness of character and mind, that allowed her to be tempted by Satan to take the apple of knowledge and have us cast out of the Garden of Eden. She was not satisfied with simply being ignorant and happy as God wanted us and meant us to be. She was not satisfied with facing God's wrath alone and so used her wiley ways to trick man into joining her in exile from God's embrace. And now we have a new apple hanging from a tree - the tree of technology -- to tempt us; and we have plenty of weak-minded women -- whores, all of them -- willing to taste it by succumbing to the inherent evil that lurks in all of them: the need for attention, the need for pleasure -- this need that drives them into the arms of hundreds of men to steal their innocence in front of the camera. And yet again man will be tempted to join her in sin, downloading, I'm sure, millions upon millions of pornographic videos and pictures, so that they no longer have to be in the privacy of their own home to corrupt their spirits and offend God. On the train, in the car, at work -- there will be no place where man won't be able to go to turn away from God. Of course, Apple stands to make billions. You can be sure that Satan is hissing in the ear of Steve Jobs right now, whispering the sweat nothings of riches to convince him of the greatness of the idea. That is why we must boycott Apple. Only then can we combat the power that Satan has over Jobs. Or perhaps Jobs is Satan, himself! This would explain the Apple icon, which is practically a finger in the eye of God. Someday, I pray, it will be possible for all good Christians to get together, march up to Apple headquarters, and burn the temple of evil down to the ground. Until then, Christian soldiers, let's boycott Apple.

What's So Intelligent About Intelligent Design

I'm sorry for not writing in awhile, but in the last week I've been struggling, struggling in a way I've not experienced in the 12 years since I first embraced the Lord Jesus Christ as my savior; and I must say it has been a torturous week with many sleepless nights, and even now I am just regaining my post as a sure-footed Christian Soldier. What possibly could have tested my faith to this degree, to the point where I was no longer sure I was protected by the shield of God's love for His children? Intelligent design.

Now you are probably thinking that this must have something to do with the fact that the sinners of Dover, PA decided to vote out the school board responsible for demanding the fraud that is evolution be taught alongside the much more plausible theory for the origins of life, Intelligent Design. If this is what you were thinking, then you too must have been horrified by the gigantic step backwards our cause took against the secularist evil that plagues the public school system. You too must have taken note of the fact that the recent tragedy in Dover is yet another example of Christ being stripped from our schools at the very time he is needed most, as more and more children are influenced by witchcraft, environmentalism, homosexuality, and outright Satanism.

The thing is, though, is that it was not the election that bothered me, for what my many years on Earth have taught me is that the people of the world are sinners, and there is a great evil that controls them through false ideas and ideals, like Globalization, Democracy, Human Rights, and Diversity; so, really, the election was not a surprise at all (in fact, had the people of the world gotten together and installed a homosexual as President of the World, I would not have been surprised). No, what disturbed me so is the sudden realization that we humans are so imperfect, so sinful, I can't imagine the perfection that is God creating us. That's Intelligent Design's argument, at least, isn't it -- we are just too intricate and perfect to have been created through the forces of evolution; therefore, it must have been God that created us?

But what's so perfect and intricate about us, really? If God wanted to create a perfect being, wouldn't He have given us wings so we could fly? Because we are unable to fly, look at the pollution problems we supposedly face, allegedly killing the Earth because we must drive everywhere in our gigantic cars/trucks. If only we could fly, then it would no longer be necessary to sit in traffic, wasting precious time that would be better spent with our families and church, instead of praising God, cursing Him. Or why even wings? Couldn't He have just given us the ability to instantaneously transport ourselves around the world, thus saving everyone the effort of flight? Forget, even, modes of transportation -- why did He make us so weak and so slow; and why did He require that we speak to one another rather than telecommunicate? Wouldn't this be more efficient?

And then I look at all that we humans have created: we've built flying contraptions; we've designed various drugs that make us stronger, faster; and we've invented devices that can talk to one another without actually speaking. And then there's the future, with its promise of genetic engineering and stem cells, where people will be altered at their most basic level to be stronger, smarter, faster and will live longer, possibly forever. We will have accomplished all of this and God hasn't!!!! Does this mean we're more powerful than God, at least in a way?

But then it occured to me (unfortunately too late to prevent the 7 days of suffering I went through): who am I to decide what is perfect? Who am I even to know why God does whatever it is He does? And then it further occured to me: Intelligent Design is dangerous. Look at the insane, blasphemous ideas it sneekily planted in my brain. It, I think, is the perfect example of what can happen when we question the Bible, when we attempt to disguise its truth to placate the secularlists that have unfortunately been freed from their bonds of wrongness and allowed to dominate our society. We get crazy, dangerous ideas. Even the most kind-hearted, zealous Christian soldiers can be corrupted and tempted down dark, evil paths. And that is why we Christians should give up the fight to teach Intelligent Design in schools and instead fight for what is truly right and what children most need to know to be successful human beings that avoid eternal hellfire: Pure Creationism. And once we have taken our schools back from the secularlists that now control them, we should begin our fight anew and demand mandatory Christian prayer from all of our students. Those that refuse should be put in special classes and ridiculed by their classmates that have accepted Jesus Christ as their Lord and Savior. The special classes will be modeled after the special education classes of today, but rather than teach remedial math or english, these mentally challenged students shall be taught remedial Bible lessons. They will eat lunch separately from the normal students. They will ride in special buses. Their entire lives will be separate from the rest of society, so that they can appreciate the fact that they live in a Christian nation and suffer for their parents' and grandparents' attempts to impose their secular ways on us.

Pleasure is Evil

Greetings Traditional Christian Friends!

A Hearty and Heartfelt Good Morning to All Traditional Christian Families with Good Christian Values!

If we wish to have any chance at receiving salvation, and going to heaven, we need to live lives strictly in accordance with God’s will. I place particular emphasis on the word strict. That is the way God wants all of us to be: Strict and severe, and utterly righteous. If we take a look back in time to the olden times we will see that society was far more harsh, strict, and severe, yet also, far more righteous. Back then life was a serious business and it was treated as such. People rarely laughed or smiled - there’s ample evidence of this by simply looking at the earliest photographs. If you foolish sinners think that people back in the good olden times ever experienced happiness or pleasure then I demand that you look at various ancient nineteenth century photographs! Did you ever see anyone smiling in those photographs??!! Well, I sure didn’t!!! Now, if we proceed further back in time to the seventeenth and eighteenth centuries, American society was even more strict and severe, and holier as well. If you laughed in church you spent a day in the stocks! If children laughed in the presence of adults they were severely whipped. Back in 1651, in colonial Massachusetts, denying the authority of the bible would bring a punishment of 40 lashes, and DEATH for repeated offences. This is the perfect example of a society that once had favor with God. There are many other examples given below. These are the kind of state-imposed penalties used to keep all the wicked sinners in line. And they would ultimately be grateful for it, because such penalties would put them on the righteous path toward their redemption and salvation!

1610 Virginia. Church attendance was mandatory twice each Sunday. Failure to comply could result in: First offence- having no provisions given out. Second offence- public flogging. Third offence- death. It should be pointed out that, at least in Virginia, the death penalty was merely a scare tactic and was never carried out, unlike the situation in Massachusetts. Therefore, back then, in the eyes the Good Lord, Virginia was inferior to Massachusetts in its devotion to the Lord, thus explaining why the South lost the Civil War. The opposite is true today, of course.

1630 Connecticut. Citizens could not vote on public matters unless a member of an approved church.

1646 Massachusetts. Quakers were ordered banished on pain of death. Catholic priests were given the same order a year later.

1649 The Maryland Acts of Toleration. Denying God or the Bible: First offence- being bored through the tongue with a red hot iron and fined 20 pounds Sterling, or 6 months in prison. Second offence- being branded in the forehead and fined 40 pounds or 1 year in prison. Third offence- Death. These punishments did not necessarily apply to freeholders or other "reputable persons" such as clergymen. The toleration the acts promised was extended only to church-going Christians.

1651 Massachusetts. Denying the authority of the Bible carried a punishment of up to 40 lashes, banishment, or death for repeated offences.

1659 Massachusetts. The Provincial Court of Records shows that 3 Quakers were hanged for repeated refusal to recant their beliefs.

1660 Massachusetts. Membership in an approved church became mandatory.

1661 Massachusetts. The General Court of Boston contains an account of Quakers being stripped to the waist and flogged through town while tied to and walking behind a cart. The punishment was carried out in two more towns before the offenders were banished into the wilderness.

1661 Virginia. Baptism of children became mandatory. Failure to comply resulted in a fine of 2,000 pounds of tobacco, half to go to the public and half to the informant.

1663 Virginia. Anyone found to be allowing Quakers to preach or teach, in or near their house, was to be fined 5,000 pounds of tobacco.

1671 Massachusetts. Traveling or sporting (hunting, fishing etc) on Sunday could be met with fines, whippings, or death for repeated offences.

1679 Rhode Island. Fines or 3 hours in the stocks could be handed out for exercise, sport, or labor on Sunday.

1683 New Jersey. Fines imposed for recreation, travel, or labor on Sunday.

1691 New York. Fines or 3 hours in the stocks for "prophaning the Lord’s Day". This included hunting, fishing, horse racing, travel, labor, drinking in a ‘tippling house’, or other exercises considered unlawful.

1692 Massachusetts. Blaspheming the name of God could result in up to 6 months in prison, public flogging, being bored through the tongue with a red hot iron, or be forced to sit on the gallows with a rope around the neck. In a gracious gesture, officials determined that no more than any 2 of these punishments should be meted out for the same offence.

1696 New Hampshire. Citizens failing to keep the Lord’s Day by applying themselves to the duty of religion were to be fined, imprisoned, or put in the stocks for up to 3 hours.

1700 Pennsylvania. Fines imposed for drinking on Sunday. Stocks for repeated offences. In a magnanimous move, Pennsylvania specifically refrained from legislating mandatory church membership and attendance, so long as you were a professing Christian. It seems that Pennsylvania fell a bit short in its devotion to the Good Lord.

1762 Georgia. Church Wardens and Constables were empowered to search the towns during both AM and PM church services to apprehend non-attendees. The guilty could be fined or put in the stocks up to 2 hours.

1789 New York. Sunday fines were imposed for sleeping excessively, loitering out of doors, or traveling to and from church in too much haste. President George Washington was stopped by an enforcer, known as the Tithingman, and had to explain why he was on horseback on a Sunday. He was able to talk his way out of a fine only by proving he had become lost coming through Connecticut the day before and was still several miles from town, where he promised he would lay up for the remainder of the day. If President Washington had to explain himself to Church officials than surely, all of us should have to as well!!

1797 Delaware. For willful and premeditated blasphemy, the offender was to be placed in the stocks for 2 hours, be branded in the forehead, and be publicly whipped with 39 lashes, well laid on.

Of all of the states back then, I would have to say that the holiest and most righteous was Massachusetts. There is clearly no place for tolerant Quakers in a good and proper God fearing Christian society. We must strive to bring our society back to simpler, more hearty and more wholesome times like these.

Sex Is Evil

The wonders of science have struck again, threatening to further corrupt our children, leading them down a dark path of eternal damnation and hellfire, because they are tempted to succumb to the animal that lurks inside us all -- desire for the opposite sex. Unless this desire is directed at your wife or husband and is accompanied by the desire for children, it is evil and should be avoided at all costs, even if it means locking yourself in your room and praying day and night. In the olden times, the good Christians that ran this nation realized the corrupting influence of sexual desire and wouldn't even allow touching one's self. The creativity and effectiveness of this device is just more evidence that the olden times were the golden age of this nation and world. Instead of allowing scientists and corporations to dictate what is appropriate for our children and us, we should look to the past and interpret everything in the context of both the Bible and the olden times, the same way non-activist judges look to the Founding Fathers to interpret the Constitution. Doing this, it is obvious this new cervical cancer vaccine is evil and will lead to more indiscriminate sex among our children. They must know there are consequences for such sinful behavior, consequences like AIDS and cancer. God's wrath is magical and deadly, so it is only natural that sexual sinners be stricken with disease. Instead of wasting billions of dollars trying to cure AIDS and cervical cancer, we should be promoting such diseases. In fact, anyone who has sex outside of marriage and for some other purpose than having children should be given some un-Godly plague. The Church elders of the olden times would be pleased, and if they are pleased, we know God must be pleased. That's all that matters.

Science is Evil: Part Deux

Yes, we all know science is evil, how it is being used for abortion, for genetic manipulation, cloning, and for the spreading of filth throughout our culture, while making us sicker and fatter and swelling our daughters' breasts at prepubecent ages, such that they look not unlike Britney Spears by the time they are 10 -- the list goes on and on, really, without even getting into how scientists have actively tried to strip God from science classes and replace Him with the fraud that is evolution. And here is yet another example of the evil genius of scientists at work, an example that I find very intriguing, least of all because of the implications that it holds for my initial plan to outsource all science to Godless, heathen countries who don't mind being condemned to an eternity in Hell. Yes, the Japanese - a culture that worships spirits in inanimate objects -- have invented a device that can control humans. So that is what will be done if other countries are left to their own devices, pursuing whatever ends Satan wishes them to, while we attempt to create a righteous, beautiful place dedicated to God. With such power, they could potentially control us and make us worship their trees, their mountains, their weird half-animal/half human gods. And that is a great risk -- too great of a risk to simply abandon science all together and go about our peaceful, God-ly way. That is not to say we should go around teaching our children about biology and computers and evolution; -no, that, too, is dangerous; -no, instead, we should have special schools for special children, children that have a proven aptitude for things scientific, and teach science there to only a select few. And of course the school should be run by priests who monitor the activities of the children and guide them so their work serves Jesus. Eventually the children can graduate and will be placed in a special division of the Jesus Loves Everything Superstore -- the Jesus Loves Research and Development Department, where they can work on devices that make us, not only better Christians, but even more militarily able, so we can conquer the heathen countries that threaten us. Hopefully, by then we will have mastered the Japanese device and use it to control what the conquered beleive, such that they become good Christians, just as we will all be good Christians, because we will all be fitted with the device.

I know, I know, it sounds far fetched; however, who's to say that Christians can't dream?

No Room for Compromise

A very hearty and heartfelt good morning to all good Christian Soldiers!

My message today will be brief. Women who have abortions are guilty of murder. Scientists who use stem cells for research are guilty of murder. They may not be guilty of murder according to the laws of man, but they are guilty according to a higher authority, God, and the time will come for these people to answer for their crimes. The life of the unborn is not like any ordinary life. The life of the unborn is far more precious. It is far more precious than any other life on this earth. So, according to God, the killing of the unborn is worse than murder - far worse. When we kill an unborn child, we are destroying a perfect being, a being who is completely without sin. Which is worse? Destroying a human life that is perfect or killing someone who is imperfect? If giving birth to a baby requires sacrificing the life of the mother than so be it! If giving birth to a baby requires sacrificing the lives of the entire family, than let it be done! If giving birth to a baby requires sacrificing the lives of 900,000 sinners than that should also be done! - Particularly if these people are pro-choice. If I were given a choice as to who should die, an unborn child or all the disgusting tree-hugging psycho-babbling liberals in the world, I would surely choose the later!

Those of you so-called "Christians" who consider yourselves as pro-choice: I demand that you read your bible (if you haven’t burned it already). I also demand that you read the abortion poetry by Nathaniel. This may be the only chance for your redemption. If you can’t see the righteous way now, than maybe the Good Book will lead your conscience to the correct vision of the truth. And if you don’t finally see the truth after that than you might as well burn your bible and step into eternity with your fingers crossed because you have no hope!!

For those righteous traditional Christian families who are pro-life: We live in dark times righteous traditional Christian families. I realize that it is difficult to fully come to terms with the injustice in the world. May the Good Lord help us to persevere. When I think of the hopeless condition this world finds itself in and of the countless babies that have been murdered and continue to be murdered all I can do is weep. But to those who have made the world what it is today - the murderous baby-killers, the filthy tree-huggers, the Godless sodomites, the evil scheming scientists, the pathetic psycho-babblers, the evil man-hating baby-eating feminists, the depraved teens, the wicked liberal media and pop culture - you’re days are numbered! This may be your day on this earth, but our victory is with the Good Lord in Heaven!

We will never relent in our crusade against the legions of darkness. This is a fight to the finish, and it is a fight with absolutely no middle ground. Those of you who call yourselves "Christian" who continue to cling to your disgusting, pathetic, liberal, milk-toast, compromising ideas - The time for your decision as to whose side you will join is now! The end of days may well be upon us, and the battle lines have been drawn. You cannot have it both ways. You are either with us or against us. There is no room for compromise in this fight because compromise amounts to treason in the high court of heaven. There is no room for diversity of opinion or tolerance for different beliefs because diversity and tolerance for different beliefs is an abomination in the eyes of God. We will not loose heart in our fight because we know that divine justice is forthcoming, and it will be coming soon! As soldiers of the Lord, we must remain vigilant and utterly uncompromising in our mission against the evil secular ways of the world because in the final days our only protection will be our uncompromising obedience to His will. God will not allow any form of injustice go unpunished. In the final days neither earthly powers nor principalities shall be capable of withstanding His wrath!

"And I beheld when he had opened the sixth seal, and, lo, there was a great earthquake; and the sun became black as sackcloth of hair, and the moon became as blood; 13 And the stars of heaven fell unto the earth, even as a fig tree casteth her untimely figs, when she is shaken of a mighty wind. 14 And the heaven departed as a scroll when it is rolled together; and every mountain and island were moved out of their places. 15 And the kings of the earth, and the great men, and the rich men, and the generals, and the mighty men, and every bondman, and every free man, hid themselves in the dens and in the rocks of the mountains; 16 And said to the mountains and rocks, Fall on us, and hide us from the face of him that sitteth on the throne, and from the wrath of the Lamb: 17 For the great day of his wrath is come; and who shall be able to stand?"

Revelation 6:12-17