Nov 29, 2007
Support Paganism! Don't let the Pagans Kill Christmas!
If the war on christmas is successful, then we will no longer be able to celebrate the Pagan customs that we always have!
Sure, we pagans lost the war against Yule back in 1911, and ever since we have been forced to pretend that decorating evergreens and giving presents in the dead of winter was all derived from the birth of a jew in spring under date trees.
The only people that DON'T know that Christmas is a complete and utter Heathen-Fest are the stupidest people on the planet- Christians!
But if the clueless politically correct win the war against "Christmas" we only are killing our actual heathen customs. So support Paganism AND fight against the war against Christmas!
Because what is christmas really? It's Fucking YULE, thats what, no matter how many bleating christians whine otherwise.
Christians don't click on these links!!! They may lead you to believe the world is older than 6,000 years or other dangerous facts. The truth is out there, avoid it at all cost!
THIS IS THE ENEMY, MY PAGAN BRETHREN! As he says:
The most common justification that one will hear regarding Christmas is that people have replaced old pagan customs and intents by asserting that they are now “focusing on Christ.” I have heard many say that they are “honoring Christ” in their Christmas-keeping. The problem is that God does not say this is acceptable to Him! Actually, He plainly commands against it! Keeping Christmas dishonors Christ! He considers everything about it to be an abomination!
Wowzers. This guy is teh Faithful. The pros of this type of Religious guy is that he probably actually follows the teachings of Christ (anti-torture, anti-war, anti-greed) the con is he actually thinks that the end of the world is something to look forward to...
And here's a christian so whacked out he probably scares the hell out that last guy:
choice Excerpt: (but the whole damn thing is excellent fodder for atheism)
He flies horned beasts (by sorcery?) through the air at night, and enters homes by means of the fireplace -- the ancient Pagans' most sacred spot in their homes. Who might Santa really be? SATAN & SANTA employ the same letters, and are in perfect order right before your eyes, and all you have to do is move the "N".
Other things to note:
St. Nicholas is The Anti-Santa! Do not confuse the holy name of Santa Claus with the patron saint of seamen and prostitutes!
Traditional pic of St. Nick with three naked boys. (Don't ask me, some church secrets I don't want to know)
Father Christmas- (for lack of a better name)
Classical images of Father Christmas:
AD&D Interpretation (ver.3.5)
Hollywood Liberal Interpretation
Uber Tree Hugger Interpretation
Christian interpretation of Pagan Father Christmas
Nov 21, 2007
This life so crippled that I can't stand,
And God on High, with no command
Angels futile and Devils impotent as well,
And to think that I was once afraid of Hell...
Seek not your soul, it does not exist-
Meaning and truth are ideas that do not persist
Each moments experience is its only reward-
Let passion be your shield, pleasure be thy sword.
And Love? That lofty goal so pure-
is no more than some charlatan's cure.
I realize now, and understand all too late
Faith in heart will not change your animals fate.
that is it, no moral here,
my search ends as my own worst fear.
I know of nothing more to say or write-
and these words- my life, no matter how slight...
Nov 20, 2007
Nov 16, 2007
Timeless Rantitude - Outsourced to Blind Wino...
The whole thing was really good, but here's the part I like the most..
The answer is obvious: Outsource Congress.
Look. They’re not doing their jobs. They accidentally made the fines for saying “Shit” on network television 350 TIMES HIGHER than the fines for overseeing an unsafe mining operation with safety violations that kill 10 miners/human beings. Nobody would do that on purpose, right? It must be pure inefficiency.
Outsource Congress to India. Think of all the money we would save! We wouldn’t have to pay for their healthcare. Their salaries. Their airplanes. Their limos. Their franking privileges.
Hell, we can cut their pensions right now. All these unproductive “retired” ex-Congresspeople…how much are we paying for them? Retired? More like “too old to be useful members of society.” If you’re not contributing, YOU ARE A LEECH. WHY SHOULD MY TAX MONEY BE GOING TO LEECHES???? STARVATION WILL TEACH YOU SOME LIFE LESSONS, YOU LEECHES!!!!!
We’re streamling in the USA. We’ve already proved that it works for the lower and middle classes. Ship jobs out of the country, and for the jobs that can’t be shipped, allow a steady supply of cheap immigrant labor to work for a quarter of the minimum wage. You know, for all those jobs that Americans won’t do…for two bucks an hour and no benefits.
Pretty soon, we’ll be soooooo efficient. Labor costs will go down to Zero. We will be a nation of machines that build other machines that are bought and used by yet more machines! We can cut humanity out of the market completely! We hook the ATMs up to the stores directly! We don't need you getting in the way of our money anymore. Think of the savings! Think how great the compete destruction of your flesh-based existence will be for our American economy! We'll be a great nation once again!
FRIENDS, THESE ARE GREAT TIMES!
Nov 15, 2007
My faith is restored!
In what, I have no idea, but after this post by Dr. Zaius, I am yet again humbled...
um... is it Friday yet.
Are YOU a member of the Zaius Nation yet?
Nov 13, 2007
Nov 12, 2007
Turning onto the highway, heading to work. Thick fog is all that I can see.
Everything is a misty blue-grey color. There is no sky, no surroundings... just a patch of road that stretches about 100 feet forward then disappears into the same nothingness. I set the cruise control at 70, turn the stereo on.
The Doors, the intro to Apocalypse Now, off the soundtrack, complete with the heavy bass of helicopter props thumping slowly into hearing range, then so loud the car, and me, is thrumming with their sound. Drifting down the road, fog parting slightly for my passage through the ethereal wasteland.
No sunrise for me this morning... Every morning I make the thirty minute drive to work. When I was younger, I'd have been pissed off just having to do it. Now, it's a blessing. I have half an hour to wake up, mentally log on to life, and adjust my attitude for the day. And heading east from my home, that is thirty minutes that I get to dwell on the sunrise each morning.
Not today. The Sun is gone, all light is filtered through the beads of mist, bathing my surroundings in illumination which is not illumination. Objects appear out of the fog, pass by, and are swallowed up again, as I am swallowed up again, to them.
Drifting, the wet road feels different to my feet on the pedals. There is less vibration and I can feel the slickness, the lack of connection between the earth and my car. Everything feels disconnected, lighter than air, less real.
Finally the song is over, and The End shifts into War Pigs by Black Sabbath- it's such a perfect segueway that I think for a moment that I must have purposely put these two songs together on this CD, but I know I did not. When I make a music CD, I just throw together a jumble of songs that fit my mood for that moment, and the CD burner organizes them according to the filenames, so as I drag and drop them to a list, they go into their own order. The Chaos IS the craft. Because when I start listening to the songs, I never know what is next. But the eerie despondence of the Doors gives way to the eerie anger of Black Sabbath and it fits perfectly into this moment.
Reality is not only the concrete. And winding my way through the heavy clouds on the ground, I understand this. It's an abstract illusion that provides clarity as you go into the clouds. And when they slowly wisp away and are gone, and the colors and harsh light once again exposes the world around us, I feel loss and not gain.
As I shake my head, as if waking from some dream- I don't feel as if I am more aware- but less. I pull into the parking lot, and step out on pavement that is now dry, with no evidence that the fog was ever there- and I wonder what else I am missing from this reality.
Nov 9, 2007
Yeah, I screwed up the blogroll. Remind me to put you on my list...
Best Optical Illusion in the World
Photo Fun from the Old House
And from Empire Burlesque:
On the nomination of Michael Mukasey to be Attorney General:
Sen. Hillary Clinton, D-NY: did not vote.
Sen. Barack Obama, D-Ill: did not vote.
Sen. Christopher Dodd, D-Conn: did not vote.
Sen. Joseph Biden, D-RI: did not vote.
Do ANY of these immoral fuckers deserve your vote?! If you can't take a stand against fucking torture, what CAN You take a stand for?
Mirth Elaborates on this very point...
Nov 8, 2007
We thought, because we had wisdom, we had power.
"Don't have a bad heart about it, white man. Of all the things the Indian fears about the white man, he fears your guns least."
Here's a quote from Red Cloud, as told to Ohiyesa- (from Red Cloud Remembered )
"Friends," said Red Cloud, "it has been our misfortune to welcome the white man. We have been deceived. He brought with him some shining things that pleased our eyes; he brought weapons more effective than our own: above all, he brought the spirit water that makes one forget for a time old age, weakness, and sorrow. But I wish to say to you that if you would possess these things for yourselves, you must begin anew and put away the wisdom of your fathers. You must lay up food, and forget the hungry. When your house is built, your storeroom filled, then look around for a neighbor whom you can take at a disadvantage, and seize all that he has! Give away only what you do not want; or rather, do not part with any of your possessions unless in exchange for another's.
"My countrymen, shall the glittering trinkets of this rich man, his deceitful drink that overcomes the mind, shall these things tempt us to give up our homes, our hunting grounds, and the honorable teaching of our old men? Shall we permit ourselves to be driven to and fro -- to be herded like the cattle of the white man?"
Red Cloud's final address to the Lakota people-
"My sun is set. My day is done. Darkness is stealing over me. Before I lie down to rise no more, I will speak to my people.
"Hear me, my friends, for it is not the time for me to tell you a lie. The Great Spirit made us, the Indians, and gave us this land we live in. He gave us the buffalo, the antelope, and the deer for food and clothing. We moved our hunting grounds from the Minnesota to the Platte and from the Mississippi to the great mountains. No one put bounds on us. We were free as the winds, and like the eagle, heard no man's commands.
"I was born a Lakota and I shall die a Lakota. Before the white man came to our country, the Lakotas were a free people. They made their own laws and governed themselves as it seemed good to them. The priests and ministers tell us that we lived wickedly when we lived before the white man came among us. Whose fault was this? We lived right as we were taught it was right. Shall we be punished for this? I am not sure that what these people tell me is true.
As a child I was taught the Taku Wakan(Supernatural Powers) were powerful and could do strange things. This was taught me by the wise men and the shamans. They taught me that I could gain their favor by being kind to my people and brave before my enemies; by telling the truth and living straight; by fighting for my people and their hunting grounds.
"When the Lakotas believed these things they were happy and they died satisfied. What more than this can that which the white man offers us give?
"Taku Shanskan is familiar with my spirit and when I die I will go with him. Then I will be with my forefathers. If this is not in the heaven of the white man I shall be satisfied. Wi is my father. The Wakan Tanka ofthe white man has overcome him. But I shall remain true to him.
"Shadows are long and dark before me. I shall soon lie down to rise no more. While my spirit is with my body the smoke of my breath shall be towards the Sun for he knows all things and knows that I am still true to him."
And this all leads me to wonder - Why should I fight to repair the white man's democracy, which is as fake as his religion? Why should I, of all people, continue to believe this lie that we tell ourselves each day- that this way of life is all some noble endeavor, and not simply a the eternal whoring ourselves for gold?
Nov 6, 2007
Crooks and Liars has Keith Olbermann's latest special comment :
Bush's Criminal Conspiracy of Torture
C&L has the full video and the full transcript as well.
Here are the choicest speaking truth-to-power excerpts:
"The presidency of George W. Bush has now devolved into a criminal conspiracy to cover the ass of George W. Bush."
"All of it is now — after one revelation last week — transparently clear for what it is: the pathetic and desperate manipulation of the government, the re-focusing of our entire nation, towards keeping this mock president, and this unstable vice president, and this departed wildly self-over-rating Attorney General — and the others — from potential prosecution for having approved or ordered the illegal torture of prisoners being held in the name of this country."
"Instead, he was forced out as Acting Assistant Attorney General, nearly three years ago, because he had the guts to do what George Bush couldn’t do in a million years: actually put himself at risk for the sake of his country, for the sake of what is right."
"Water-boarding, he said, is torture.
Legally, it is torture!
Practically, it is torture!
Ethically, it is torture!
And he wrote it down.
Wrote it down somewhere, where it could be contrasted with the words of this country’s 43rd President: “The United States of America does not torture.”
Made you into a liar, Mr. Bush.
Made you into, if anybody had the guts to pursue it, a criminal, Mr. Bush.
Water-boarding had already been used on Khalid Sheik Mohammed and a couple of other men none of us really care about — except, Sir, for the one detail you’d forgotten — that there are rules, and even if we just make up these rules, this country observes them anyway, because we’re Americans, sir, and we’re better than that.
We’re better than you.
And the man your Justice Department selected to decide whether or not water-boarding was torture, had decided, and not in some phony academic fashion, nor while wearing the Walter Mitty poseur attire of flight-suit and helmet.
He had put his money, Mr. Bush, where your mouth was.
So, your sleazy sycophantic henchman Mr. Gonzales had him append an asterisk suggesting his black-and-white answer wasn’t black-and-white, that there might have been a quasi-legal way of torturing people, maybe with an absolute time limit and a physician entitled to stop it, maybe, if your administration had ever bothered to set any rules or any guidelines…
And then when your people realized that even that was too dangerous, Daniel Levin was branded “too independent” and “someone who could (not) be counted on.”
In other words, Mr. Bush, somebody you couldn’t count on to lie for you."
"And they should look into their own committee’s history and recall that in 1973, their predecessors were able to wring even from Richard Nixon, a guarantee of a Special Prosecutor (ultimately a Special Prosecutor of Richard Nixon!), in exchange for their approval of his new Attorney General, Elliott Richardson.
If they could get that out of Nixon, you — before you confirm the President’s latest human echo tomorrow — you better be able to get a “yes” or a “no” out of Michael Mukasey.
Ideally, you should lock this government down financially until a special prosecutor is appointed — or fifty of them — but I’m not holding my breath. The “yes” or the “no” on water-boarding will have to suffice.
Because, remember if you can’t get it, or you won’t with the time between tonight and the next presidential election likely to be the longest year of our lives, you are leaving this country, and all of us, to the water-boards — symbolic and otherwise — of George W. Bush.
Ultimately, Mr. Bush, the real question isn’t who approved the water-boarding of this fiend Khalid Sheik Mohammed and two others.
It is: why were they water-boarded?
Study after study for generation after generation, sir, has confirmed that torture gets people to talk, torture gets people to plead, torture gets people to break, but torture does not get them to tell the truth.
Of course, Mr. Bush, this isn’t a problem if you don’t care if the terrorist plots they tell you about, are the truth or just something to stop the tormentors from drowning them.
If, say, a President simply needed a constant supply of terrorist threats to keep a country scared…
If, say, he needed phony plots to play hero during, and to boast about interrupting, and to use to distract people from the threat he didn’t interrupt…
If, say, he realized that even terrorized people still need good ghost stories before they will let a President pillage the Constitution…
Well, heck, Mr. Bush, who better to dream them up for you… than an actual terrorist?
He’ll tell you every thing he ever fantasized doing, in his most horrific of daydreams — his equivalent of the day you “flew” onto the deck of the Lincoln to explain you’d won in Iraq.
Now if that’s what this is all about — you tortured not because you’re so stupid you think torture produces confession — but you tortured because you’re smart enough to know it produces really authentic-sounding fiction — well, then you’re going to need all the lawyers you can find because that crime wouldn’t just mean impeachment, would it, sir?
That crime would mean George W. Bush is going to prison. "
"But at last this frightful plan is ending with an unexpected crash, the shocking reality that no matter how thoroughly you might try to extinguish them, Mr. Bush, how thoroughly you tried to brand disagreement as disloyalty, Mr. Bush, there are still people like Daniel Levin who believe in the United States of America as true freedom, where we are better, not because of schemes and wars, but because of dreams and morals.
And ultimately, sir, these men, these patriots, will defeat you and they will return this country to its righteous standards, and to its rightful owners, the people."
Well, there's ONE real journalist out there, telling it like it is.
Other Olbermann Special Comments
And by the way, I'm done with my part of providing information on this blog.
You, the sons and daughters of America, have to rise to the occasion in your own homes. You have to stand up for what you believe this country is supposed to stand for. My house is not your retreat any longer. It's not your home for feeling as if you are rebelling against the status quo by arguing and bickering. All the information is out there. All the facts about this fascist terrorist in the white house have been laid bare for all to see.
It's time to stop leaning on excuses and pseudo-activism. You either cower in your own little homes, allowing them to herd you where they will - or you ACT.
It's up to all of us to prove that this is NOT A NATION OF SHEEP. It is up to us to save our country from these bloody handed bastards.
For make no mistake, these men are destroying the United States of America far faster and far more completely than any third world nutjob could ever hope to.
There's a thousand ways to stand up for your country and make it a better place. There's only ONE way to let it down and see it ruined forever - and that's by remaining locked into your see-no-evil stare, going about your daily business as if there is nothing wrong.
America needs you. Are you going to sit there and do nothing? If you do, you've got no one to blame but yourselves. In the end, it will take us all, to fix our corrupt government and our maimed democracy. Get out there and lend a hand to your fellow Americans. Speaking out is good, but actions speak louder than words. Vote, run for office, give your time and your money to worthy organizations and people who are out there right now fighting for our country while we let the battle pass us by because we don't want to trouble ourselves to get involved.
Our country is only as great as we make it. If we let the vermin and the corporate leeches and the fat rich ticks suck our country dry, then we don't deserve it.