Tuesday, August 29, 2006

The God of Imagination

My summer reading this year included New York Times ubercolumnist Thomas Friedman's popular book The World is Flat. In it I found some interesting things to know about our fine Catholicist Nation.

To muse on those things with me, go here.

For a bit of exposition on the Catholicist Nation, take a peek here.

Saturday, August 12, 2006

The Value of Picking Out the Liars

The biggest poker tournament of all time was recently won by a television producer and agent. The winner, Jamie Gold, defeated a starting field of nearly 9,000 players, and he credited his victory in part to his experiences reading people in Hollywood meetings. He said, "I have a greater sense of when people are telling the truth and when they are lying." (Los Angeles Times, 8/12/06)

His take was $12 million dollars, and while much of his success was certainly the result of a lot of luck, I couldn't help but think. So this is the value of looking at someone and truthfully divining their deception.

It is ironic that in the same day's Times was media pundit Tim Rutten's take on news service Reuters doctoring photos of the Lebanon-Israel conflict. He pointed out that this should be a much bigger story than it is. It may not have had the strongest legs because Reuters fired the photographer, issued apologies, and all that kind of stuff.

I don't think for a second that this will prevent more people from "doctoring" material to achieve their ends-- it is the Catholicist way on cue from the Jesuit creed "the ends justifies the means." (While the Jesuit may claim his creed is "To the greater glory of God," you'll see if you read the third chapter of Romans that the whole "To the greater glory of God" is quite demonic. Take a peek at Genesis 3:6, also, to see the standard for rationalizing all kinds of seemingly fine things.)

As much as Cain must prosecute the evildoing of the Catholicist Nation's inhabitants, it must be even more evil than the evildoer, and this requires the most profound, precise deception. We screech about a single Reuter's photograph, when the deception is all over the place and it always has been. The Agency of Cain must employ it as a matter of practice to do its job.

What is significant is that as much as they've been doing it for millennia, it seems so very few have seen it. So very few see it even today. You'd think people exposed to Scripture would be right on top of it, but alas, incorporated church members contract themselves with the Agency and become accomplishes to the deception. They're all in it too, so again, so few see it for what it is.

And when very few people can do an extraordinarily valued thing, the price of that skill goes up. Way up. Look at the poker tournament winner. His pay for picking out the liars? $12 million.

Yes, quite a valuable skill indeed. Except that, those who can pick out the liars don't quite get paid that much, and that's only because the practice is not as extraordinarily valued to begin with. This is because so many are so adept at it themselves, and being found out is a bit detrimental. (Didn't Gold win a few rounds by lying himself? Hmm?)

There are so many liars making a good living with the lie, who's there to value the truth?

For more on the Catholicist Nation and its inhabitants, click here.

And for the way churches contract themselves with the Agency of Cain, click here.

Thursday, August 03, 2006

The Blow-the-Snot-Out-of-'Em Deficiency

A recent John Podhoretz column was brought to my attention as I listened to a bit of talk radio this morning, and the piece exposed the wimpiness of the preeminent powers to fight bad things, like terrorism. These powers have tons of military strength and weaponry, they just don't use it because they're too timidly fearful of world opinion. Lots of media coverage of children lying dead around rubble can be a wee counterproductive.

Today's Rome (embodied in the U.S./U.K./and, in some sense, Israel alliance) certainly doesn't act like the Rome of old. When Rome of old conquered a territory, it summarily executed every single remotely powerful individual (after a bit of parading some of them about town), dragging the main leader to the feet of the emperor who very graciously said, "You may serve me, or be dead also." That kind of fixed everything.

Please know that I don't say yea or nay to this activity in any way, for my Lord has asked me to live by the precepts of His Kingdom. I just understand that this is the legitimate duty of Cain given him by God at the beginning of mankind. The Agency of Cain's task is to snuff out evildoers and prosecute them without prejudice. As the Podhoretz piece so eloquently declares, it is to do nothing less than be more evil than the evildoer himself.

There is no question this is a body of death that no one who really knows wants to be in. Problem is, too many people don't know they don't want to be in it--they are blind people leading around a bunch of blind people. Jesus Christ would free them from such a body, but they don't want it, choosing to remain blind and feed their insatiable desires to blow the snot outta someone.

Flipping around that talk radio dial this morning while I cleaned out the garage, I came across a bit of Rush Limbaugh and, referring to the Hezbollah/terrorist problem, a caller said, "They won't be appeased until we're all dead." Limbaugh heartily agreed, emphasizing the idea that we'd better keep blowing the snot out of 'em.

The problem with that is that the blowing-the-snot-out-of-'em that's going on today is just the sort of stuff that-- in the long run-- keeps all the conflict raging. It's not that they they ease up a bit because they have a heart for the people they're blowing the snot out of. No.

It's that if it all stopped they would have nothing to do.

They just want death so much, and if everyone's dead then you can't have that anymore.

Okaaay.

It's all really just human sacrifice goin' real good. For an idea of what that is, look here.

Tuesday, August 01, 2006

Playing Monopoly

My 10 year-old son went off to camp today, where he'll be for four days. But this morning before he went, I promised him I'd play him in Monopoly, his favorite board game. The full game, an hour-and-a-half long. We put the game together, set the timer, and off we went.

Usually he beats the tar out of me. Seriously, he has this knack for rolling past my house-laden properties and lands on "Free Parking" way more than he should (yes, we play with that kitty in the middle). But today, I was the one getting the rolls he's always gotten.

About an hour into the game I'd already landed on "Free Parking" five times to his none (maybe John Rawls was right!) I'd bought four properties he couldn't afford, and at the height of my power I had hotels on each property of three different color groupings, three of the railroads and both utilities (hey, those guys can get you some sweet cash).

The notable thing is that because my son loves to play this game so much, I was extraordinarily charitable in order to sustain play. I give him thousand dollar discounts when he'd stay in my hotels. I even bought houses for him on his properties, two of which were Park Place and Boardwalk. At a few points I got a little nervous when I'd land on them and pay him a wad of cash, but he'd always come back around and land on my properties with the hotels, so I still dominated.

As I did so, I could only think of how this was such a metaphor for the way the Catholicist world really works. Very powerful and very scared rich people dominate the world, and in order to avoid running the little guy out of the game, they pay him off with the pittance of "charity." When the income tax went into effect in 1913, it was sold to the general public as a way to tax the rich, but those rich people found ways to "donate" much of their wealth to "worthy causes" setting up foundations that would be tax-exempt. This kept them rich and powerful and fearful. Those government sponsored privileges still do.

After the game I asked myself: Was I too manipulative in order to get him to keep thinking he was still in this thing? Should I have just said at the one-hour point, the game is over? Or, how about this question...

Should I have simply given up half my properties to him so at the end of the game we'd have had some semblance of an Acts 2 community?

The answer to this is not so easy, for while we want to work hard and accomplish great things to sustain a healthy relationship with those dear to us (Shalom Community!), we must confess that we do want to kick butt against bad things, even "bad people." Yes, I did want to kick the pants off my son--he wanted to do the same to me, and has done so frequently (during which he's done the "charity" thing too)! We all have a desire to excel and do good things, and competition fuels that. That's good.

I am convinced, however, that if followers of Christ got rid of their undue tax liabilities by becoming ungrafted to the state--essentially becoming unincorporated and abandoning their 501c3's--then we wouldn't have any fewer opportunities to kick butt for God. What we have going on today is too many stay in the "charity" of the exploiters because they think they'd get their butts kicked.

I can't see how. I mean...

God is our Father with all the power of the universe in His pinky finger.

How faithless can we be? Of course, Jesus wondered the very same thing.

What is the Catholicist Nation like? Look here.