What's the point anymore? Have you ever listened to the song by Irving Berlin from 1925 entitled Always? Well there is never anybody there to love me and understand me. Sure, for 220 dollars for a 40 minute session, there are psychiatrists that pretend to listen, but they could care less, and who really knows what they are thinking. But inevitably, they'll whip out their prescription pad and give you enough meds for a chemical lobotomy. The theory is I guess, that if you are retarded, you'll be happy. Certainly the psychiatrists are happy with their fees, and the drug companies are happy with their profits for pushing all this poisonous "medicine" on a trusting and unsuspecting public.. I blame Judeo-Christianity for this mindset. The lies they want you to believe about God, and Heaven or Hell, while the elite, who know better and concocted the fairy tale of Judeo-Christianity to begin with, to keep the status quo, and make everyone else have the status of a baby seal, innocently awaiting the brutal harvest of their fur. Once you buy the bullshit of Judeo-Christianity, you'll buy anything. Like America is a democracy. And your mother really loves you, and so on. When I was younger, I could stand reality alot better because the positive attitude hadn't been beaten out of me through arbritary hatred and injustice. Oh buck up! Pull yourself up by bootstraps, paddle your own canoe, this is America, the greatest country in the history of the Universe. Yeah right. This country is the most vile because it squandered its vast wealth on business interests, or pure free market capitalism, which benefits less then 1% of it's population. The decline in the family structure and living standards has eroded considerably in the last 50 years and I do not know how they got away with it, but they did. The powers that be are becoming all powerful now, passing laws in which you can disappear in the middle of the night, never to be seen again, because they can do that. It's called the Patriot Act. The police are all corrupt and take money from the drug dealers and other criminal enterprises because they can do that. The clergy are nothing but a bunch of pampered pimps and their flock are their whores. There is nothing left anymore but mindless entertainment controlled by a cadre of Jews. The news medias are the same way, under the control of Jews. It figures, because they are the assholes who concocted Judeo-Christianity which got the whole ball rolling. Any serious writers out there? They won't get published. Any charismatic, truly humanitarian politicians out there? They will be assasinated. There are more single moms then married ones, in some ethnic groups it approaches 80%. Single motherhood is fine for movie stars and wealthy socialites, who like their clothes and accessories, can also go shopping for the right sperm to make a designer baby. Of course, the average and below average women who gets knocked up, can murder the baby in her womb, or try raising it in her spare time between pole dancing and lap dancing for tips at the local strip club. Of course the loser father is the one true love. He's exciting because he's a scumbag. OK women, have it your way. Truth is you are all a bunch of willful SODOMITES anyway, with a few exceptions. The trouble is, nobody is forcing you to commit SODOMY, but you do it anyway. I guess this is goood for the hydrogen peroxide industry, as it leads to frequent gargling when lover boy goes ass to mouth on you. These are simple truths. There is nothing for a decent man to do about anything anymore. All alone, maybe the company of a cat or dog, go bowling, or golfing. Sure the decent man likes people, it's just that he likes them alot better when they are not around. So I suppose one could drink themselves to an early grave, or opt for a quicker method like phenobarbitol, but in reality you have a better chance of scoring some heroin off the street and overdosing. Ta dah. | |
Just some things to keep in mind. I didn't even consider the Catholic faith until I realized that all Her enemies were my own.
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