Pat Robertson claimed that the Haitians sold their soul to the Devil in exchange for freedom from the French. I did some checking on this. Haiti was a French Slave Colony in the Eighteenth Century. And then the French Revolution happened, and news of this momentous event reached the Haitian Slaves. Well, those slaves weren't stupid. They thought that if the French People could throw off their shackles, the inhabitants of Haiti could do so as well and, therefore, started a rebellion. This rebellion was long and very bloody. The French demonstrated therein their conviction that the Universal Rights of Man did not extend to poor black slaves. Nevertheless, the Slaves fought on and eventually defeated the French racists. This was the only successful slave rebellion in history, and that's what irks Pat Robertson. The nigger can't be superior to his White Betters, and if the former defeats the latter, well, that is contrary to Divinely Ordained Nature of Things and, hence, can be explained only as a Satanic Perversion.
Pat Robertson, you are a vile racist, and racism is a Satanic Perversion. For all I know, you may be the incarnation of Satan. That would not surprise me in the least.
Friday, January 15, 2010
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Pact with Satan
Someone observed today on Mark Shea's weblog that had Haiti really made a pact with the devil, as Pat Robertson has claimed, the country would now be rich instead of the pathetic basket case of a mudball that it now is. It would be a country like, say, Great Britain or The United States of America. I wholeheartedly agree.
Think about it. Satan is in the damnation business. No one really likes damnation. And so if Satan is ever gonna get people to accept eternal perdition, he must advertise. And the history of Haiti is just a lousy commercial for the sale of one's soul. Hey, everyone, sell your soul, and end up like Haiti, a poor country that the United States likes to fuck with just for fun. Doesn't work, does it?
This pitch works a lot better: Sell your soul and become the most powerful nation on earth, be able to fuck over poor countries like Haiti, and have self-righteous pricks tell you that the Haitians deserve to be the fucked-over poor because they are Satan's Spawn. Now that sounds like fun. That would get me to sell my soul.
But, alas, I am a citizen of the U.S.A. I already have.
Think about it. Satan is in the damnation business. No one really likes damnation. And so if Satan is ever gonna get people to accept eternal perdition, he must advertise. And the history of Haiti is just a lousy commercial for the sale of one's soul. Hey, everyone, sell your soul, and end up like Haiti, a poor country that the United States likes to fuck with just for fun. Doesn't work, does it?
This pitch works a lot better: Sell your soul and become the most powerful nation on earth, be able to fuck over poor countries like Haiti, and have self-righteous pricks tell you that the Haitians deserve to be the fucked-over poor because they are Satan's Spawn. Now that sounds like fun. That would get me to sell my soul.
But, alas, I am a citizen of the U.S.A. I already have.
Thursday, October 8, 2009
Re-Post
[I wrote this on September 13, 2006--PSR]
I watched NBC's latest episode of "To Catch a Predator" this evening. For those of you who may not be familiar with this recurring Dateline series, it is the televising of a sting operation, in which perverts are lured on the internet to drive to some house in the middle of nowhere to have sex, or so they are led to believe, with an underage teen. Once these perverts arrive at the house, expecting to have a night of decadent bliss with a fresh ingenue, Chris Hansen pops out and confronts them with the logs of their truly scuzzy chats and thereby makes them feel really, really ashamed and scared shitless about being exposed on national television (and their impending arrest). After they have confessed and expressed a minimum amount of remorse for their total depravity, Hansen tells them they are free to go. Well, no. They are free to leave the house, but once outside, they are tackled by a squad of badged thugs who always seem to be especially brutal for television cameras.
Now, Dateline advertises this series as a public service. After all, they are helping to lock up these monsters so they can't prey on the innocent young, and by televising the stings, Dateline is deterring perverts from shopping the internet for their victims. Well, not exactly. A good many of the scuzzballs caught in tonight's installment actually had seen past episodes of "To Catch a Predator" and trolled for teenage twat anyway. One must be capable of some reason to be deterred, but the total depravity of original sin kills our reason. We live in a Calvinist country after all, and Calvinism says we will sin no matter what. We're told all the time that abortion is legal because there is no way to deter abortion. Fine. Dateline has shown that pedophilia can't be deterred either. Let's legalize it then. Either that or we kill anyone who demonstrates pedophiliac tendencies.
Dateline is televising the stings of these twisted individuals simply because totally depraved sex sells. "To Catch a Predator" is in the tradition of Cecil B. DeMille's religious epics, which got away with going to town with all sorts of lurid depravity just as long as there were a few scenes of Charlton Heston's righteous indignation. So, we can have our perverse thrills at the thought of doing it doggiestyle with a curious, rebellious teen free of parental supervision as long as we agree with Chris Hansen that such thoughts are too disgusting even to be typed out on a keyboard (much less aired on National Television!).
Most of the men caught in these stings are pathetic losers who desperately want feelings of power. If they just wanted sex with young bodies, they would go after eighteen year olds (or sixteen year olds if they live in, say, Iowa; current age of consent laws are just stupid). But they go after underage teens because underage teens finally provide these powerless schmucks with a comfortable power differential. It's precisely why I like to play chess with people who call the knight "a horsey". These guys suck at fishing, and so they want to shoot fish in a barrel and steal candy from babies.
Part of the problem must be that capitalistic society has made everything into a competition, even affection. To be happily married with a loving family, one must make at least $50,000 a year, if not more, and one has to have power to reach that level. In other words, only the powerful deserve affection. And so the poor schmucks try to find affection from people who aren't yet cynics who know the price of everything and the value of nothing, and those people are the callow and exploitable underaged. But the powerful, too, become pedophiles because somewhere in the back of their minds they know that their wives just married them for the money and are, thus, simply respectable whores, and, so, the American Dream becomes just as morally repulsive as, say, doing it doggystyle with a thirteen-year-old, but with this difference: the thirteen-year-old won't nag.
No, I am not defending these perverts. I am saying that in this country we worship power just as much as the neo-cons and the Huntingtonites say the Muslim fascists do. They worship the power of the sword, and we worship the power of the Almighty Dollar, and our beatific visions are measured in profitable exploitations. Exploiting nature so that it will be more profitably efficient, perpetual wars to enrich the military industrial complex, the pornography industry because sterile sex must bear its fruit in lots and lots of cash, and killing human life at its very beginnings for spare parts. Is it any wonder, then, that some men in this already sick society would apply its depraved logic to the innocence of the young? The powerful exploit the less powerful for gain, and that's all what these perverts do.
I watched NBC's latest episode of "To Catch a Predator" this evening. For those of you who may not be familiar with this recurring Dateline series, it is the televising of a sting operation, in which perverts are lured on the internet to drive to some house in the middle of nowhere to have sex, or so they are led to believe, with an underage teen. Once these perverts arrive at the house, expecting to have a night of decadent bliss with a fresh ingenue, Chris Hansen pops out and confronts them with the logs of their truly scuzzy chats and thereby makes them feel really, really ashamed and scared shitless about being exposed on national television (and their impending arrest). After they have confessed and expressed a minimum amount of remorse for their total depravity, Hansen tells them they are free to go. Well, no. They are free to leave the house, but once outside, they are tackled by a squad of badged thugs who always seem to be especially brutal for television cameras.
Now, Dateline advertises this series as a public service. After all, they are helping to lock up these monsters so they can't prey on the innocent young, and by televising the stings, Dateline is deterring perverts from shopping the internet for their victims. Well, not exactly. A good many of the scuzzballs caught in tonight's installment actually had seen past episodes of "To Catch a Predator" and trolled for teenage twat anyway. One must be capable of some reason to be deterred, but the total depravity of original sin kills our reason. We live in a Calvinist country after all, and Calvinism says we will sin no matter what. We're told all the time that abortion is legal because there is no way to deter abortion. Fine. Dateline has shown that pedophilia can't be deterred either. Let's legalize it then. Either that or we kill anyone who demonstrates pedophiliac tendencies.
Dateline is televising the stings of these twisted individuals simply because totally depraved sex sells. "To Catch a Predator" is in the tradition of Cecil B. DeMille's religious epics, which got away with going to town with all sorts of lurid depravity just as long as there were a few scenes of Charlton Heston's righteous indignation. So, we can have our perverse thrills at the thought of doing it doggiestyle with a curious, rebellious teen free of parental supervision as long as we agree with Chris Hansen that such thoughts are too disgusting even to be typed out on a keyboard (much less aired on National Television!).
Most of the men caught in these stings are pathetic losers who desperately want feelings of power. If they just wanted sex with young bodies, they would go after eighteen year olds (or sixteen year olds if they live in, say, Iowa; current age of consent laws are just stupid). But they go after underage teens because underage teens finally provide these powerless schmucks with a comfortable power differential. It's precisely why I like to play chess with people who call the knight "a horsey". These guys suck at fishing, and so they want to shoot fish in a barrel and steal candy from babies.
Part of the problem must be that capitalistic society has made everything into a competition, even affection. To be happily married with a loving family, one must make at least $50,000 a year, if not more, and one has to have power to reach that level. In other words, only the powerful deserve affection. And so the poor schmucks try to find affection from people who aren't yet cynics who know the price of everything and the value of nothing, and those people are the callow and exploitable underaged. But the powerful, too, become pedophiles because somewhere in the back of their minds they know that their wives just married them for the money and are, thus, simply respectable whores, and, so, the American Dream becomes just as morally repulsive as, say, doing it doggystyle with a thirteen-year-old, but with this difference: the thirteen-year-old won't nag.
No, I am not defending these perverts. I am saying that in this country we worship power just as much as the neo-cons and the Huntingtonites say the Muslim fascists do. They worship the power of the sword, and we worship the power of the Almighty Dollar, and our beatific visions are measured in profitable exploitations. Exploiting nature so that it will be more profitably efficient, perpetual wars to enrich the military industrial complex, the pornography industry because sterile sex must bear its fruit in lots and lots of cash, and killing human life at its very beginnings for spare parts. Is it any wonder, then, that some men in this already sick society would apply its depraved logic to the innocence of the young? The powerful exploit the less powerful for gain, and that's all what these perverts do.
Sunday, October 4, 2009
Friday, October 2, 2009
DocManJay
DocManJay is the screen name of one of the most popular bloggers on MySpace. That he is shows that the intellectual level of the surreal world that is MySpace is very low. My intelligent quotient excreted point after point as I read just one of his incoherent rants. My mind suffered diarrhea.
Even though I am thoroughly ashamed that I have exposed myself to such dreck, I cannot resist pointing out just one of this man's idiocies, even though doing so is as challenging as, say, beating Sarah Palin at Scrabble or, well, tic tac toe. DocManJay in the aforementioned entry on his weblog kvetches about us Bush Bashers undermining everything Bush did. Yeah, that's right. He says that our Bush Bashing undermined everything Bush did. Well, we are powerful motherfuckers, aren't we, then? We managed to stop Bush from waging illegal and unjust wars. We stopped him from torturing people and wiretapping this entire country. We stopped Bush from giving all our money to Haliburton, Bechtel, and the Banks. We stopped him from burying this country in mountains of debt.
We did all these things according to DocManJay, and he is demonizing us for having done so? He should be thanking us--if we really did undermine everything that Bush did. But we can only wish we had, and then only in our wildest wet dreams. If there was any administration that showed that Freedom of Speech and Participatory Democracy do not mean diddleysquat, it was the Bush Administration. All our protests, reasoned arguments, and moral outrage really had no effect. Iraq was transformed into a bloody wasteland, Afghanistan was given over to the murderous, pederast Warlords, torture thrived, the U.S. became East Germany, and the rich got richer and the poor poorer. We undermined nothing, and DocManJay is an idiot.
Even though I am thoroughly ashamed that I have exposed myself to such dreck, I cannot resist pointing out just one of this man's idiocies, even though doing so is as challenging as, say, beating Sarah Palin at Scrabble or, well, tic tac toe. DocManJay in the aforementioned entry on his weblog kvetches about us Bush Bashers undermining everything Bush did. Yeah, that's right. He says that our Bush Bashing undermined everything Bush did. Well, we are powerful motherfuckers, aren't we, then? We managed to stop Bush from waging illegal and unjust wars. We stopped him from torturing people and wiretapping this entire country. We stopped Bush from giving all our money to Haliburton, Bechtel, and the Banks. We stopped him from burying this country in mountains of debt.
We did all these things according to DocManJay, and he is demonizing us for having done so? He should be thanking us--if we really did undermine everything that Bush did. But we can only wish we had, and then only in our wildest wet dreams. If there was any administration that showed that Freedom of Speech and Participatory Democracy do not mean diddleysquat, it was the Bush Administration. All our protests, reasoned arguments, and moral outrage really had no effect. Iraq was transformed into a bloody wasteland, Afghanistan was given over to the murderous, pederast Warlords, torture thrived, the U.S. became East Germany, and the rich got richer and the poor poorer. We undermined nothing, and DocManJay is an idiot.
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
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