I don't like being right. Even less when no one listened. Ha ha Cassandra ha ha. Now they get it but it's too late and my heart hearts.
Evangelical Christianity is a death cult. An existential threat to human survival. It must not only be stopped but erased.
Make of that what you will.
Afterwards, when I got back into a normal world, I kept trying to warn people that this was coming. This was their plan. 9/11 happened and I grew louder: this is handing everything to the Fundamentalists on a platter.
I was being hysterical. I was
panicking. Nobody believes that.
4/
That we should pray daily for the Rapture because we'd receive another crown in heaven. We were made to read the "Left Behind" series and spun visions of our unsaved parents burning in hell.
Even my Methodist grandma was in hell because she was not a Baptist.
3/
What we know call the "Seven Mountain Mandate" or Project 2025: I've heard all that before, in both school and church. This nation is to be a godly nation and we must bring forth the conditions to usher in the Last Days. They talked about us being "child martyrs" in the face of the antichrist.
2/
I grew up mostly in Southern WV. I attended pennycostal churches with my grandma, and while my parents weren't church people they sent me to a Southern Baptist school for two year (the local middle school was rough. We ended up moving)
1/
Pork lard/bacon grease is the platonic ideal.
don giovanni is goated
I set something up over at beehiiv while.
I'm currently rebuilding my site on NeoCities after leaving Wix.
I nuked all the Meta.
Even being here is bothersome.
But we need to communicate right?
Many are saying!
If not 9/11, definitely the Nakba.
Ironic
Combined that my dad died in the house and fucking hated people like them, as well as absolutely believed in ghosts, I hope to whomever he is haunting them and filling that house with the stench of the three packs a day he smoked.
Oooh damn I haven't jilled off to Bandit.
My husband is very Bandit coded tbh. I just have the doofy dad jokes down better.
No, he will not know that peace.
But my mother did.
He will not have the comfort that his children remain close, carrying each other and being their sibling's keeper. That despite what the will said, no one is disinherited and everything is evenly distributed. That even a year later the grief is fresh.
He will not hear them say "You're fought so hard these 70 years. You were so strong, but you're tired now. And it's okay to rest. We've got it now. We love you so much. Please stop fighting, you deserve this sleep."
The last ice to melt is the bitterness.
The grudges.
The hate.
But what day is it?
He will die, as my mother did.
This is a truth.
Only his children will not be by his side at 1am as he prepares to finally shake off this shit world. They will not take hands and whisper to him that it's okay.
His face droops like my mother's after her second stroke.
His ankles are just as swollen as hers were and his skin bruises and blotches from the blood thinners.
His mind ebbs like a sandcastle at high tide. He finds himself stuck in dialog loops.
What day is it?
What day is it?
What day is it?
Uncmaxxing
This is my comfort movie.
My favorite RomCom.
The Holy Successor to Eraserhead.
A Divine Mystery and Holy Terror.
Name a Movie filmed in Black & White made after 1970
I'm not even a furry.
Both.
If Jordan Peterson were any real man, he would point an accusatory finger at Clavicular while weeping "vanity and hubris have now been made flesh repent!"
.....I might need to wear this too.
APPARENTLY I'M DAD CODED?!?
Pentagon Confirms Squirt and Pee are not the same.
My dad loved this song and fucking bought the cassette.
I have no faith in the democrat party anymore. None. They're what the Republicans were under Nixon - and Nixon would be considered a 'woke liberal' by MAGA definitions.
The only real democrats in politics I know who fight are the ones in the WV legislature and senate. Bless them.
We're adding more Mister Rogers, Sesame Street, and Ms Rachel into the rotation. Thankfully I enjoy those shows.
Also: fucking Bluey is hilarious and I think I'm the dad.
I've had people say she'll be one of those kids that go from no talk straight into complete sentences.
It probably doesn't help her favorite show is Curious George - who is great at non verbal communication but only speaks in eek ooks
