We live in a whoredom where the known laws of physics are subject to change based on geographic location and other factors. The lies and corruption will continue to spread like cancer until a) God destroys the place or b) the people living here become so immiserated that they become ungovernable and it collapses.
Murders thefts and sorceries will never be in harmony with anything. Tyranny never changes.
Some people are so heavenly minded that they are no earthly good.
Racial epithets won't help.
Tyranny never changes. When the price of integrity becomes your very life you can be sure tyranny is running the country. The Lobby has deceived them all and the last remnants of our people are being eliminated as quickly as possible while tyranny imports their replacements who will in turn be likewise betrayed.
The Pickwickian democracy of your tyrannical dreams, so eloquently and politely described by Aldous Huxley, up and running in the very country where it was said "it could never happen".
The medical profession and "the finest healthcare system in the world" for starters.
You are insane man. They are fucking ghouls. They lie constantly and about everything. They've got more blood on their hands than the military. They'll manage your crisis and fudge your death certificate and bill the bejesus out of your insurance then come after your family and your estate for charges not covered by insurance.
Your better off to crawl into a sewer and die covered in shit.
Hymn 43
Jethro Tull
Our Father high in heaven, smile down upon your son
Who is busy with his money games - his women and his gun
Oh Jesus save me
And the unsung western hero, he killed an Indian or three
And then he made his name in Hollywood to set the white man free
Oh Jesus save me
If Jesus saves, well he better save himself
From the gory glory seekers who use his name in death
Oh Jesus save me
If Jesus saves, well he better save himself
From the gory glory seekers who use his name in death
Oh Jesus save me
Well I saw him in the city, and on the mountains of the moon
His cross was rather bloody, and he could hardly roll his stone
Oh Jesus save me