|Sunny Days in Heaven
Spiritual/Political/Philosophical Blog on the Nature of Truth and Falsehood and Heaven
Sunday, February 13, 2005 Kill for the love of Kali. Kill Kill!
What we now see occurring in Iraq is what Algeria saw through a decade of an Islamofascist nightmare when over 50,000 people were massacred by the monsters.
They Islamists couldn't win, but that didn't matter. They simply fell in love with killing for its own sake. The same as we see in Iraq.
The Sunnis and terrorists know they can't win at this point but they can't seem to stop themselves from murdering. They will do this as long as they can. They will not cease until almost none of them are left.
In The NYT's interview of Tilda Swinton on her role as the angel, Gabriel, in the new movie Constantine, we hear an expert voice on the only religion we have to fear in this world - George Bush's Christianity.
A. Yes, but Gabriel is not a baddy. He becomes insane because he starts to think that if you wrap yourself in God's clothes you can do anything you want, and it ain't true. (Ed. we see who she actually means a bit further down.)There is something insane about a lack of doubt. Doubt, to me anyway, is what makes you human, and without doubt even the righteous lose their grip not only on reality but also on their humanity. The idea that Gabriel takes things into his own hands, decides that the way to get the most souls into heaven is to torch the place, is extremely modern.
Miz Swinton is, of course, hardly worth reproaching for her opinions because she is clearly a pinhead of the highest order and a moral simpleton not worth the breath to refute, but she is symptomatic of a class of the blind that can see Islamofascists slit the throats of babies, invade an Israeli home and kill a mother and her children, and blow up bombs at a hospital in Iraq and consider all such acts as the natural response to oppression by the American bully.
It is the nihilism of both such terrorists and Miz Swinton's own class which takes satisfaction in excusing heinous murder and terror.
There is a twistedness in the souls of the Miz Swintons, a narcissism which extends to how she treats her own children.
Four years ago, Ms. Swinton's career took a turn toward the mainstream. She left her home in the Scottish Highlands, where she lives with her companion, John Byrne, an artist, and their 7-year-old twins. . .
Marriage among the smart set is just so declasse. They know, of course, that it doesn't affect children in the least (and so what if it does since their "comfort" level is the most important thing, isn't it? How can the kids be happy if we're not "comfortable"?).
Well, enough Sunday sermonizing. The point is that the turnaround we hope for in Iraq may be long in coming; that is, a sharp lessening of terrorist murders of innocent people. Too much of the world is simply not serious about ending it. Remember Kerry's wife Theresa talking about how Europe has learned to take it in stride and not sweat it so much? That's what most of the world would have us do. They don't care how many Americans are killed, so why should we? There are a lot of us after all. We can afford to lose thousands here and there.
For many, it is their Self which is sacred to them and they live only to serve that god.
The headline is taken from the movie,Gunga Din, staring Cary Grant in one of my all time favorites. Cary and Sam Jaffe (as Gunga Din) sneak into a Thuggee temple and hear the leader give one of the most chilling and demonic speeches ever given. It made evil manifest to me and my brothers when we were children. posted by Mark Butterworth | 11:03 AM |