I have thought about this one for quite a while. Which should be a treat to regular readers that realize most of my drivel, is just sitting down at the keyboard and banging away about anything that comes to mind. It’s a tough one to organize…a tough one to write. But here goes.
After much diligent research, I have come to the conclusion that I can now PROVE that Santa Claus does not exist. I know…I know that you are gasping in horror…but for instance I can prove mathematically that there is no way this old man has the time(even if at his age, he had the energy) to visit all these billions of houses in such a short span of time.
But what of the children, you say. What about the joy that this myth brings? I have thought of that…and I am going to rescind my conclusion in favor of the passion of the season.
Many have written about the several posts that I have made concerning all things religious. That’s good. It gives me hope in this tired old world that people are passionate about something. I can’t follow along with them, but that doesn’t matter. I have no animosity towards Christians or Muslims. Firstly, I can’t afford to. Secondly, generally speaking I like these people. Thirdly I hope to use them. Yes I will tell you up front (unlike the askanazim that use them daily) that I intend to include their passion in my arsenal against the jewish religion. And I intend to use it for all it’s worth.
I like passion. No…not the physical feeling you have for your booty-call…but the passion that moves a human to achieve beyond that which they thought they were capable. I have witnessed such all-enthralling fury of intent.
I have watched the video below many times. I have fought with my conscience about whether or not to post it… but passion won out. Yes, it is an actress. Yes, it is kind of slick…but…oh dear, it can bring the strongest heart to tears. I like that. I don’t really care where it comes from. Give it a watch, even if you aren’t Catholic. I”ll be right back after:
Now…if you couldn’t feel the passion of the words and the woman…well then, you must be dead…or jewish.
So why did I decide to post this, when I have stated here many times that I am not a Christian nor do I truly ever want to be? Well, several reasons spring to mind.
I have felt that kind of emotion. When I see the judaic lose. And when I see humanity win. I wish to tap into this passion…this dedication…Christian or Muslim…this is the kind of commitment that I am trying to stimulate in my battle against the jewish religion and all the humanity to which it has laid waste over the centuries.
Although St. Birgitta lived many years after the Crusades, I reference her passionate life for a new Crusades. One in which the jew is cast again out of the middle-east and indeed out of the seats of power of the entire world.
I guess I want to alert Christians and Muslims alike that they are being warred upon because of their beliefs. How many times does Ms. Silverman have to threaten the life of Christ in the event of his return? How much Islamophobia can Muslims take before we all recognize and effectively deal with this filth and it’s source? Since we all know where it comes from, I wish to tap into that powerful passionate arsenal of the non-jewish religion which the jews constantly malign. Use the offense that is given to further my cause, because I believe with a passion that it should be every man’s cause.
So in conclusion…in this season of the Birth, my wish is for all that hold this faith, to remember who is responsible for the death of Christ and indeed the attempted homicide of this holy day itself. Perhaps we can through this passion, begin a new birth…a new Crusades to end the reign of those that took so much from the world two thousand years ago and rule today.