If you’re waiting for your “Come to Jesus” moment, it’s here.
I haven’t been “religious” since I was a kid. Raised Southern Missionary Baptist in a little church in the backwoods of Missouri. Our preachers were a circulating cast from other churches, and every week was a two-hour sermon on the evils of the world.
In the two small back rooms of that church, without running water and with only an outhouse for a bathroom, I learned about a Jesus that no longer exists. I learned about a religion that loved everyone, fed the poor, treated the sick, and welcomed everyone, regardless of who they loved.
I don’t know if that religion ever existed. I think it was just my Sunday School teacher and my own naive optimism. Because the world is full of hate, bigotry, greed, and gluttony, dressed up in expensive clothes, pompous behavior, and makeup to hide the ugliness of it all.
These people spew religion as their backbone while proving to be nothing more than wolves in sheep’s clothing. I remember learning this particular lesson in Sunday School. Nothing good happens to the people who follow the false idol.
Now I’m watching the world around us crumble. CONCENTRATION CAMPS are going up in the MODERN UNITED STATES, and nobody is stopping the insanity.
Millions are losing VITAL SERVICES that will cost HUMAN LIVES so that rich people can laugh at you from their front porches and manicured lawns while they do whatever the hell rich people do when they’re selling their souls to the devil.
The rules only apply to poor people. It amazes me that I’ve been blind to this, mostly my whole life. And now, it’s on public parade in front of everyone, and somehow people are still blind enough to not see it for what it is.
I couldn’t have written the living, breathing symbolism all around us right now on my most creative day.
If I think too hard about what’s going on, I don’t want to wake up another day. If I consume too much media, I get the urge to unalive myself.
Fuck it all. Since the rules don’t exist, let’s not pretend like they do.
Punch Nazis.
Make MAGA’s lives as difficult as possible.
Kick Pedophiles in the dick.
Boycott the rich! Resist the government takeover! Defend your neighbors!
BE THE FUCKING CHANGE YOU WANT TO SEE.
Ah, yes, the lifetime of motivational sentiments finally makes sense.
Live, laugh, launch a Fascist off the roof.
Until next time,
Cathy Marie Bown
Cathy Marie Bown 