Showing posts with label mene mene tekel upharsin. Show all posts
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Saturday, July 15, 2023

Transgender Empire

 



Have you noticed how everyone's trans all of a sudden and wondered how this latter day Mengele madness swept through the Western world? This short from Christopher Rufo gives a synopsis of our current, and I'd argue Satanic, Frankensteinian trend:




From Pritzker billions to the slums of Detroit with cultural Marxism at the beginning, middle and end of the Godless project. Imagine the damage, physical and mental, to the victims of this nihilist abhorrence and the mighty profits which accrue from it.

You'd think, in the face of such demonism, that the Church would stand up and be counted but no. Mĕnēʾ mĕnēʾ tĕqēl ūpharsīn, מְנֵא מְנֵא תְּקֵל וּפַרְסִין‎, you've been weighed in the balance and found wanting. God's writing on the wall has, perhaps the weight of a curse, certainly divine judgement.

Out demons out,

LSP

Friday, July 28, 2017

Epic GOP Fail, Loser Remix




It's official, the GOP is useless. Despite majorities in both houses, despite a mandate from the country at large, despite campaigning on the promise, these buffoons can't get it together to repeal Obamacare.




The Democrat clowns that brought us this hated, failing, tax masquerading as healthcare are doubtless laughing, and who can blame them.




Of course none of our wealthy ruling elitocracy have to pay the tax or use its so-called services, they're exempt. 




John McCain has a brain disease. 

I pray he recovers.

LSP

Friday, June 26, 2015

Supreme Court Goes Gay, Episcopalians Rejoice



If you want a vision of the future Winston, imagine a rainbow wellie boot stamping on a human face forever.


There was a lot of crying on the floor of the General Convention today, tears of joy, as the Supreme Court's decision to get gay percolated through to the delegates in Salt Lake City's Pillar of Salt Palace. 

Within hours, the Episcopaliens were living it up at a Eucharist presided over by the world's first ever lesbian bishop, Mary Glasspool.





Following the news of the Supreme Court's 5-4 June 26 ruling that gay marriage is a constitutional right, delegates to the church's 78th Episcopal General Convention worshipped at a Eucharist celebrated by the partnered lesbian bishop, the Rt. Rev. Mary Glasspool, here in the Salt Palace.

Glasspool was consecrated on December 4, 2009, as the assisting Bishop of Los Angeles and the world's first ever partnered lesbian bishop.

After moving joyously to an opening liturgy set to jazz and swing, rejoicing worshippers sat to hear a sermon by the President of the Deputies, Rev. Gay Jennings. Speaking to John 17, and St. John of Patmos, Jennings spoke eloquently of the need for mystical language to express heavenly truths. The "suitcase of human comprehension is not big enough for the concepts Jesus has to stuff into it," she told listeners, to laughter and applause.




You can read the whole thing here if you like, and as you do, ponder the nature of a court that's higher than the one ensconced in Washington DC.

Some feel a Rubicon has been crossed.

Civil Disobedience,

LSP

Thursday, June 18, 2015

Storm Clouds


I went to Walmart to conduct some business, and by the time I left storm clouds had rolled in, like a metaphor for Western culture itself.

Perhaps you remember the lyrics of a '70s pop song, "Your future dream is a shopping scheme"? For "shopping scheme" read "strip mall," and it looks as though those are about to get washed away in the flood of peak retail meets static and declining wages, monster debt and the voracious maw of Big Government. I guess they'll be replaced by Dollar Stores, tire shops and Quinceanera vendors.



But maybe that's OK, maybe a society that's lost touch with reality, to the extent that it thinks gender is a mental construct, can go on forever until it rests in a golden trans utopia of frolicking rainbow unicorns. Who knows, perhaps a culture that actively encourages and subsidizes killing children in the womb, to the tune of $1 million a day, won't somehow commit demographic suicide.



Then again, others believe that as it was in days of Belshazzar, the writing's on the wall.

Mene, Mene,

LSP