- There was a Crucifixion on Calvary.
- Joan perished on a pyre.
- For attempted regicide, you are drawn and quartered.
- Failure to produce a male heir? Lose your head.
- Apologize for correctly interpreting celestial movement, or suffer worse than death.
This is not just a recitation of inhumane death by torture, dating back two millennia. These abominable acts – and worse – occurred just this year, right under our 21st century noses! They are all connected to the introduction of the unitary god into the human mix. Actually, they began at the intersection, or morphing of a belief in one god and the extension of that belief into the same god, now presented as a triad of three entities. At any rate, despite the stated purpose of this transformation to be peace-oriented, that noble objective has not as yet been achieved. This Judeo-Christian mélange introduced 2,000 years of a bloodfest that immediately would send scurrying back into their own locus in the multiverse any Excellent Adventurous visitors who might have happened upon our unceasing slaughter-in!
These past two hundred centuries have caused the human-hypocrisy syndrome to spread to intolerable levels. To wit:
- Discarding all the magic (and, apparently they did), the Sanhedrin priests would rather sell their souls to Beelzebub than risk their comfortable existence by acknowledging the Anointed One whom forever they had been invoking. Pilate did not care; it was either Barabbas or the other guy.
- A modern analyst might have been able to explain Joan to herself. (OK, picking out the Dauphin would be a little tricky.) Nevertheless, the clique of bastards who put the kid through that mental and physical torture should have been forced to join Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego!
- Now, Octo-King Henry was a piece of work. He was a strong believer – until his executioner got arthritis. Out of patience, he dumped the Pope and opened his own Magic Kingdom. Episcopalians: Are you aware that you meet on Sundays because Henry VIII could not get a divorce?!
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A deus ex machina rose
From a Greek stage, in repose.
The thought in his head
Spoke clearly, and said:
“Next millennium, for us, blows!”
