Borrowing Bullets

The FBI, the CIA, or simply liberal political agenda has hit two birds with one Holmes in the wake of the Aurora theater massacre. (I won't call it the Batman Massacre, as it's melodramatic and unfair to Batman.) Firstly, they have attacked the 2nd Amendment. The media declares with woah, "We victims of our own Constitution... he obtained those weapons legally..." Secondly, they have attacked our platform for communication about it - the internet. "We victims of an unregulated web... he learned how to make bombs on that there uncensored internet..."

With the recent U.N. Agenda 21 and with CISPA passed in the House of Representatives, the Aurora shooting could just be perfect for turning public opinion in large favor of gun prohibition and a highly regulated internet. This is happening now, while Americans bop to Carly Rae Jepsen's "Call Me Maybe", gape at the latest caped crusader suckfest, or beat off to amateur porn. Pick your favorite distraction. 


Meanwhile cops in Anaheim are shooting kids and moms with rubber bullets... oh, and we're about to fight a likely needless war with Iran. 


Watching the victims cringe and cower in Anaheim got me to thinking, "What the hell is wrong with people?"


The answer came to me today when I was put on task investigating the secret life of Gandhi. Gandhi, like Jesus, has become a symbol of the efficacy of pacifism in creating cultural change. The stories of these "great men" have become the symbols of a generation of cowards masquerading under the guise of spiritual superiority. I mean, Jesus... the Christian symbol is a cross - 2,000 year old electric chair equivalent. We've been told the high road is one of voluntary suffering before we knew America existed.


Problem is, these mythological figures don't exist. For the straight skinny on Mohandas K. go here and read it all. As for Rabbi Yeshua (aka Jesus), it's looking more and more like he was Essene, and that group was zealous as "get out", as demonstrated by the immaculate temper tantrum in the temple described in Mark 11:15–19, 11:27–33, Matthew 21:12–17,21:23–27 and Luke 19:45–48, 20:1–8.


Nevertheless, we humans can find justification for any flaw we're packing, be it our rage, our lust, our ambivalence, and, well, you name it... 


Now I'll cut seekers some slack (cuz I happen to be one) and say that I believe there are genuinely well intentioned narcissists out there that have bought the turn-other-cheek Brooklyn Bridge and are begging to be ass-raped by the authorities so that they can feel smugly superior. But this isn't about them, or me, or you... It's about US and the U.S. So stuff your pictures of Jesus and Gandhi or whatever Molech you  pay homage to on your living room sofa watching Dancing With the Stars. 


Grab your credit cards and max them out on ammunition at your local Walmart while you still can. There'll be a poetic justice in it soon.

Dark Night and Gun Laws

The shooting in Aurora, Colorado early Thursday morning is disturbing for reasons beyond any sort of fragility or vulnerability attached to shooter or victims. It is disturbing beyond the tendril implications it holds for the rest of us trying to live a peaceful day to day. From what I’ve read the shooter appears to have been groomed and/or connected possibly to government agencies. This seems plausible given his weird surrender and his booby-trapped apartment dwelling. Who shoots that many people and then goes docile enough confess his sins before further bloodshed?

The shooting is disturbing because it immediately presents as a false flag to turn public opinion against small arms ownership.

The New York Times writes: “The authorities said that in the last 60 days, Mr. Holmes had legally purchased four guns at local gun shops — an AR-15 assault rifle, two Glock .40-caliber handguns and a Remington 12-gauge shotgun — and acquired through the Internet more than 6,000 rounds of assorted ammunition.”

Note that word legally. This is a lead in for an associated article with a picture of Columbine memorial crosses: Colorado Gun Laws Remain Lax, Despite Some Changes. They are telling us a story about a crazy kid that used “normal guns” to slaughter a bunch of innocent people. The implication, straw dog that it is, is that if gun laws were tighter, lives would have been saved. The masses moved to mindless sentimental drivel are ready to give up their Second Amendment rights to prevent another one of these horrible incidents.

But the shooting in Aurora isn’t about lax gun laws. It’s about sociopathic behavior, at best, and an orchestrated conspiracy, at worst. If a crazy wants to make a mess, it will do so by any means its psychotic creativity will allow. Destroying our constitutional right to bear arms won’t make crazy stop. Crazy is cultural, social, nutritional, and genetic. Guns don’t make crazy.

On facebook in the PM after the incident, a friend of mine posted about her fear of going to see the movie. I commented that I’m not afraid because I carry. Well… I’m not afraid, and I carry… To which a gaggle of liberal witches spewing New Age bullshit about the Law of Attraction surrounded me and tried to burn me at the stake. Their logic was irrefutable as it was stupid, and so I left it alone.

But really? Now I’ve got both social and spiritual reasons to walk around vulnerable. Or maybe that’s just a vibe I’m putting off that will eventually attract a bullet. Be it karma or chaos that’s coming for me, you better believe I’ve got one in the chamber waiting for it.

So I went to see The Dark Knight Rises today, and I kept my Glock 23 and her lucky 13 babies real close throughout the movie – not out of fear, but on principle. I sat there amongst all those families, with the assured confidence that if some copycat crazy walked in, I could save a few lives.

However, the real assault came off the screen. The Dark Knight Rises is a perfect propaganda piece, and having seen it, I’m really inclined to believe the conspiracy theories emerging around the Aurora shooting. I won’t spoil the plot, but the film associates the Occupy movement with terrorists and paints them as reminiscent of French revolutionaries, replete with a corrupt court system for unjustly trying the rich. Bruce Wayne demonstrates that money trumps the law, and his fortune supported vigilantism frees the cops, stops the terrorists, and restores order to the anarchy that Gotham residents have created left to their own devices. The Batman controls the tap on justice, and the idiot throngs love him for it. They even build an idol for him in honor of his immense sacrifices.

The audience applauded as the end credits rolled, and I walked out of a Saturday matinee into a thunderstorm. As I drove away Stone Temple Pilots played their Interstate Love Song on my radio.