Tag: Religion

Remember how 9/11 happened and everyone was “never forget”? Well, really, how much do you remember? Do you even care anymore? The reality is, no, you don’t. There’s barely even a thought outside of “oh shit, it’s Sept 11th? Shit, that means winter is coming soon, better get out the hoodies and long pants”.

In the same way that Remembrance Day is basically not even a thing anymore. In America alone there were nearly 17 million people who served, and there’s about 40,000 still alive. That number is expected to be under 1000 in a few years. But, I’m in Canada, so let’s talk about that. There were about 1.1 million who served in World War II, which was about 10% of the Canadian population at the time. Of that, about 45,000 of them died while serving. There’s about 3600 of them left, give or take 3000 men, and 600 women, which is less than 0.3%. The average age of these veterans is 100 years old. They are dying at a rate of a few hundred a month, leaving us with no remaining WWII vets real damn soon. What is rememberence day outside of “oh, there’s sometimes a moment of silence”. In school, we used to go to the gym for an assembly and we’d listen to Flander’s Field, and there’d be a trumpet. That doesn’t happen anymore – we’re too focused on “Gotta learn as much as we can! No time for assemblies!”. We’ve basically forgotten about World War II which was 80 years ago. And, we’ve largely forgotten about 9/11 which was only 25 years ago.

Remember when the Panama Papers were published and we learned all these Millionaires and Billionaires were dodging trillions in taxes by moving their money overseas? Remember when a ton of them were convicted and jailed over these fucking ridiculous financial crimes? Me either – that’s because it never happened.

Remember when the 2008 housing market crash happened because of a fuckload of super corrupt bankers and stock market pricks? Then, remember when a bunch of them went to jail for their crimes? Ya, me either because that also didn’t happen – instead, we blamed it all on Teachers, Nurses, and Immigrants.

Remember when the Epstein files dropped a while back and everyone was up in arms? Remember when a bunch of people went to jail for it? Ya – me either, because none of that is happening either. Rapist pedophile Prince Andrew is basically a free man, but has been “shunned” from the Royal Family – but let’s be honest, that’s just for optics. They fucking murdered Princess Diana, so why not just sweep some child raping under the couch too.

Trump? Naw, he’s going to die a free man, and a billionaire – all from ill gotten gains and a fucking boatload of financial crimes that is the makings of a Bernie Madoff wet dream. Gizz shot Maxwell is in a country club, and there’s hundreds, possibly thousands of women who have been sexually abused by these fucking monsters all having to live their lives with no justice. What about all the money Epstein had? Where’s all that? No restitution paid to the survivors. What about the teenage girls who were murdered by these fucks? Nothing. What about the teenage girls who were forced into abortions, or had their newborn babies murdered? Yup. Nothing. What about the report that Trump was on a boat when their drown a newborn baby from one of the teenage girls who was repeatedly raped? Yup, nothing again.

We’re going to forget the Epstein files just like we forgot the housing crash, just like we forgot the Panama Papers, just like we forget Iran Contra, just like we forgot Iraq, just like we forgot 9/11, just like we forgot MK Ultra, just like we forgot residential schools, just like we forgot how the Catholic Church is basically a pedophile ring, just like we forgot Vietnam, just like we forgot the insane injustices forced upon the natives in both Canada and the USA, just like we forgot how many of our grandparents and great grandparents fought the Nazis to protect the world from fascism, and are now cheering it on like it’s some sort of new TikTok trend.

We’re going to forget, because we’re fucking idiots.

Let’s defund education some more. That’ll fix this.

Rich Old White Guy In A Suit : Hey you, get some wheels on this cross because it’s a bit heavy.

Producer : “Uhh.. OK Jim, roll on 3. The pyro is ready”

Head Grifter (Pastor) : “If you BELIEVE, if you’re a REAL god fearing Christian, you will pay tidings! We suggest the minimum offer at 10% of your household income”

Let me tell you a little story about Christianity and me, particularly when I realized the entire thing is bullshit.

Late 80’s, my “best-friend” was a kid who lived a couple doors down, . His family (we’ll call them the Smiths) were deeply Christian; the kind of family who went to church every Sunday. By and large, they were your typical suburban middle-class white family. 4 kids (older daughter, son who was my age, daughter my brother’s age, and a toddler daughter), along with a marriage where the parents just avoided one another instead of getting divorced.

The neighbourhood kids were playing hide & seek in their house. Some argument happened and I yelled out “oh my god!”. The mother ripped me aside, sat me down, and sternly said “We do not take the lord’s name in vain in this house!”. I had no idea what it meant, or why. Needless to say, I was raised anything but religious. But, I respected their wises as it was their house after all.

On Friday evenings their church held something called “Friday nighters” which was effectively a youth group that brainwashed kids. The two middle kids along with my brother and I would go to this youth group as it was a chance to play games with our friends. We’d play manhunt, dodgeball, and other activities in the church. For me at 9 or 10 years old, and being fairly athletic (at the time, anyways), this was a ton of fun as I dominated most of the sports/games.

But, one thing always rubbed me the wrong way. We always had to pray before and after activities. It always felt creepy, or just… wrong. I’d open my eyes and look around to see one or two other kids with their eyes open, we’d stare at one another with this look of “you believing this shit either”? We never spoke a word of it.

After a couple weeks of attending, they gave me an honourary children’s bible. Inside the cover they wrote something along the lines of “let this book guide you in life to find god” or something as equally cult-like. There was this whole “ceremony” where the kids all sat in a circle and they brought me up, they sang a song, and welcomed me “to the family”. I fucking hated it.

I kept that bible on my shelf for a while. I read a few pages thinking “this is a good thing, I should be a good person, and good people read the bible”. I LOVED reading at the time, and I’d go through dozens of books a month (kids books, let’s be honest). But, the bible was just horrible. It was like homework reading that thing. I don’t think I got through more than 10 pages before putting it down because it felt like – even at 10 years old – like I was being controlled or told what to do. It rubbed me the wrong way. I couldn’t put my finger on it at that age, but looking back, I was right – I just couldn’t articulate it in my young age.

I put the bible back on the shelf knowing I’d never read it again, but kept it in plain sight so when my friend came over he’d see it there. Said friend asked me if I was reading it from time to time and I’d lie saying “yes, a bit here and there”. Sometimes when I knew he was coming over I’d take it off the shelf and leave it on my desk, moving the bookmark deeper into the book from time to time, pretending like I was still reading. Looking back, it was like he was trying to pull me in. Those moments felt so forced.

After a couple years I was reaching the age of 13 and about to graduate into high school. My parents were fighting daily and on the brink of divorce. My father was (is) an abusive asshole, where-as my mother, my brother and I were consistently victims of his rage. There’s one evening I remember vividly where the Smith’s mother was called over to our house to “mediate” some fight between my parents. We all sat in the living room as she tried to be the voice of reason for my insane father. Needless to say, it never worked. But the one thing that stuck with me was she pulled my brother and I aside and said “you need to go to your rooms and pray for your family. Talk to the lord and he will guide you, he will protect you”. Again, it felt so damn creepy and controlling, but I think I tried – at least once. Shockingly, that sure as shit didn’t work and my father continued his abusive nature.

Within a few days of that little “mediation session” I saw my bible on the shelf and thought “this is bullshit”. I was scared to throw this thing out because I’d probably burn in hell for eternity for doing so, or just drop dead the moment it hit the trash, but I figured what did I have to loose. I chucked it. Of course, nothing happened.

Fast forward, I’m in my 30’s. I’m actively dating and I meet this woman – we’ll call her Sarah. We got along well, yet she lived an hour or so away. She’d visit from time to time and we’d have our fun. I woke up one morning and she’d already left as she had early commitments. I found a note on my counter she’d left – thanking me for a great evening, and saying she would pray that I’d have a good week. It was sweet, but it took me back to that place of my childhood. I knew she was a Christian, but frankly I didn’t care all that much as it was her choice and this connection wasn’t going to go beyond a casual thing.

Sarah and I kept in contact, albeit less and less as time went on. Her father was a firefighter, but had died a few years earlier. At one point she told me “I’m seeing someone, so it’s not appropriate for me to visit”. I wished her well, and asked her how it was going. What she said next floored me. Apparently she (at the time being early 30’s) was now dating a 55 year old man. Odd, but she’s a grown woman who can make her own choices, so whatever. But, this man was her father’s best friend. She went on to tell me “how god brought them together” and this union between them was an act of god honouring her father.

WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?

Anyways, this creepy fuck put a baby in her, then left her when she got knocked up. I still see her on the dating apps from time to time and it looks like she’s got 3 kids now, all from different fathers. She’s still “a god fearing woman” which is right in her little dating bio, and I laugh each time I see it. Just another form of control.

So, moving to present day, 2026, and god is now the excuse and reason for Nazi bullshit, and people just suck it up like it’s the last drips of water from a canteen in the desert.

I wonder if those televangelists on TV are still doing their grifts, selling bottles of holy water and whatnot. Sometimes I think I should start selling religious bullshit trinkets that are worthless at a steep markup to fleece some of these fucking morons. I’m already going to hell, may as well make some money while I’m still above the ground, am I right?