January Benefactor Mass Scheduled & Other Variety

1.  January’s Holy Sacrifice of the Mass offered for my benefactors and supporters will be on January 23rd.  Remember, once you’re on the ol’ list, you never, ever, ever can be removed, ’cause I got an arrangement wit’ God.  So, yes, it’s like the Hotel California – you can check out any time you like, but you can never leave.  Deepest thanks again to one and all for your munificence with your little fungible proxy units of human capacity to labor, produce and create through time.  Your subsidy is what allows me to do the janitorial work I am now doing, and which I so enjoy.  Alas, I see no real alternative to PayPal, and thus, sub-optimally, cash to the address on the Contact page is still the best bet for those so inclined.

2.  Okay.  More cutting of the crap.  {rubs eyes and forehead with exasperation}

No musloid is genuinely “offended” by any image of Mahound, or whatever the fake child raping, goathumping, mentally retarded mascot of the islamic political system’s name is.  Wise up.  It’s all a pretense for violence and aggression, which serves to embiggen and empower their oligarchical political cult, AND because most of them get off on the violence – and yes, if you read a sexual fetishistic meaning into the phrase “get off”, you were correct to do so.  When people descend to the very pits of hell-on-earth, sex and violence become braided together, hence sodomy.

We have to collectively wise up and quit feeding these bullshit memes coming out of these various satanic political cults.  In the case of the musloid political system, the images have nothing to do with it, just as Marxism has nothing to do with “helping the poor”.  They kill not because they are provoked in any way, but simply because they lust bloodletting for bloodletting’s sake, and whether these images are published or not, THEY’RE STILL GOING TO “KILL THE INFIDEL” AND COLONIZE, LOOT AND CONQUER LANDMASS, BECAUSE THAT IS THE ENTIRE POINT OF THE MUSLOID POLITICAL CULT.  This “image” crap is just an excuse for their evil expansionism in the EARLY DAYS OF THEIR COLONIZATION OF THE WEST.

I’m sorry, but this perpetual inability on the part of western man to recognize obvious tactics and motivations just mystifies me to no end.

3.  I am now to the point that if ANYONE within my earshot refers to it as “the muslim faith” or “the islamic faith” I correct them, and will do so at EVERY INSTANCE of their use of that term until they stop, no matter how socially “awkward” or abrasive it might seem.  Would we tolerate anyone saying “the Nazi faith”, “the Soviet faith”, “the Maoist faith”, or “the Kimist faith”?  Then why do we tolerate it with regards to this satanic political system?  You know why?  Because we are WEAK and STUPID, and we are weak and stupid because western culture has been totally feminized.

4.  Here is ridonkulously spectacular quote from Donoso Cortes number one.  Read it over and over again until you get it.  I can’t bold it, because every syllable should be bolded, in 100 point font, or better yet, just written in the sky.  Good grief, this is spectacular:

“There is no man, let him be aware of it or not, who is not a combatant in this hot contest; no one who does not take an active part in the responsibility of the defeat or victory. The prisoner in his chains and the king on his throne, the poor and the rich, the healthy and the infirm, the wise and the ignorant, the captive and the free, the old man and the child, the civilized and the savage, share equally in the combat. Every word that is pronounced, is either inspired by God or by the world, and necessarily proclaims, implicitly or explicitly, but always clearly, the glory of the one or the triumph of the other. In this singular warfare we all fight through forced enlistment; here the system of substitutes or volunteers finds no place. In it is unknown the exception of sex or age; here no attention is paid to him who says, I am the son of a poor widow; nor to the mother of the paralytic, nor to the wife of the cripple. In this warfare all men born of woman are soldiers.

And don’t tell me you don’t wish to fight; for the moment you tell me that, you are already fighting; nor that you don’t know which side to join, for while you are saying that, you have already joined a side; nor that you wish to remain neutral; for while you are thinking to be so, you are so no longer; nor that you want to be indifferent; for I will laugh at you, because on pronouncing that word you have chosen your party. Don’t tire yourself in seeking a place of security against the chances of war, for you tire yourself in vain; that war is extended as far as space, and prolonged through all time. In eternity alone, the country of the just, can you find rest, because there alone there is no combat. But do not imagine, however, that the gates of eternity shall be opened for you, unless you first show the wounds you bear; those gates are only opened for those who gloriously fought here the battles of the Lord, and were, like the Lord, crucified.”​  —Juan Donoso Cortes

{Trembling with admiration…}

5.  A while back I wrote about the excellent and pious practice of teaching children to pray for their future spouse.  Here is a lovely song that I first heard over ten years ago when I attended the “Down From the Mountain” concert, which was the tour associated with the “O Brother Where Art Thou” soundtrack.  I splurged and bought front-row center seats at the Paramount Theatre in Denver.  Hands down, best show I’ve ever seen.  The only thing missing was the Cox Family, who were on the bill, but Willard Cox had just been in a serious car accident.

Anyway, this song by Gillian Welch and David Rawlings is about the anticipation of spousal love, and can also be heard Christologically, with the imagery of a boat (the Church), a guiding star (the star of Bethlehem), the wind rushing over the waters (creation and baptism), and the outstretched arms inviting embrace (Our Lord crucified). Hurry and take me straight into the arms… indeed.

I want to go all over the world
And start living free
I know that there’s somebody
Who is waiting for me

I’ll build a boat, steady and true
As soon as it’s done
I’m going to sail along in a dream
Of my dear someone

One little star, smiling tonight
Knows where you are
Stay, little star, steady and bright
To guide me afar

Rush, little wind, over the deep
For now I’ve begun
Hurry and take me straight into the arms
Of my dear someone
Hurry and take me into the arms
Of my dear someone

And furthermore I consider that islam must be destroyed.