Sunday August 24 2025

August 23, 2025

I’m gonna prophecy here. No matter what your religious belief is we can all agree that as time, matter, and observation tell us, we are one day closer to whatever end you may subscribe to. Years ago there was this big Mayan scare about 2012. Great minds in New York as well of other well lettered civilized people threw all caution to the wind and bought into the ramblings of a bunch of savages who sacrificed little girls and ate their liver! So, we all lined up to wait for the earth to melt into the sun. So, December 21, 2012 came and went and on the 22nd (My mom’s birthday by the way) we were all still here. I didn’t hear about any billionaires giving away all their money in anticipation of the big event. Come to find out the Mayans were hip to a celestial event:

On the solstice of December 21, 2012, the Sun, as seen from the Earth, crossed the plane of the Milky Way Galaxy near its center. This type of alignment of the path of the Sun with the plane of our Galaxy takes place every year; thus, it is not very special.

I will never give credit to a bunch of savages who worship a Lizard Man for anything but a few pyramids. After much study and reflection, my theory is that they ran out of numbers and little girls. They were standing around on the beach when the Spaniards showed up and put an end to the whole mess. God Bless the Catholic Church!

Verily Verily I say unto thee: We, as a society, have learned nothing since 1517! Now, work with me on this. The Mayans had two genders. They had a king for life. They all showed up and watched the little girls get their hearts ripped out because that was the will of the king and the king could do no wrong. When they saw the Spaniards disembark they fell down and worshipped them because the Spanish had white skins so they simply had to be top of the line. Hey! Who am I? They couldn’t be wrong about everything, right?

Now look what you got! Don’t count the genders, they’re still finding new ones. We don’t sacrifice little girls we kill unborn little girls We have kings that we call presidents who stay in office until they can’t walk, then replace them with a new king who claims he can have as many terms as the law allows or doesn’t allow. We pay restitution for slavery to people who were never slaves, by people who never owned any slaves in a place that never had any slaves in the first place. And we castrate little boys and call them little girls! God Bless ‘Murrika!”

And the only hope we have is Jesus coming back and blowing it all up. Always nice to have a back door. Ok! It’s the same as it ever was. Mankind is no crazier that it’s ever been. We don’t have inquisitions anymore, we have Senate Subcommittees. Vikings have been replaced by communists, and Queers became LBTGQ AND Whatever else floats their boat. And it ain’t gonna get no better.

There is that pendulum I’m always bringing up. It’s not just a political pendulum, there’s one for society, economics, and religion too. And they never stay in the middle. There are always those under the pendulum’s wrath while opponents dance in fiendish glee as the blood spatters and it’s gonna be that way until God realizes that He may have made a big mistake. He made us a little higher than the angels? No! We’re just the angels with a butthole!