The Christian Conundrum: The Constitution of the United States

 

I couldn’t help but count the number of times we praised the King. Everyone who sang the Christmas carols at our recent Symphony Orchestra concert repeated the childhood-ingrained lyrics by rote, without conscious thought. It was Christmas and we were singing the familiar and comforting family carols most of us European descendants were brought up with. Everyone bowed their heads to the King.

We automatically change demeanor when we hear the majestic, melodious harmonies coming from mere mortals and their self-made instruments. Political divisions dissolve and animosity toward others is temporarily suspended. The music does exactly what it was designed to do: subdue the masses. The overwhelming emotions induce a euphoric state where we hopefully envision qualifying for our next superior, everlasting plateau of existence. Basically, the music suspends logic with awe and wonderment, much to the delight of those smart enough to control the religion that controls you. We were praising a monarch, or more correctly the carefully crafted image of an absolute monarch, and we all did it without a second thought.

All religious leaders are absolute monarchs, even the Pope of the Catholic church although he is elected to the position by his peers. [According to Wikipedia: “In older times, and in some modern countries, the head of state has absolute power, this called an absolute monarchy which the Pope in the Vatican has.”] Therein lies the conflict with Christians: The Constitution was meticulously crafted to prevent a Monarch from ever being the Head of State in the United States of America.

The Lord and King who Christians enthusiastically and publicly celebrate twice a year, first at Easter and then again at Christmas, is prohibited from residing in the White House. So are his earth-bound, self-anointed representatives. The fact there would be a bloody war to see which dogma-enforcing mortals would represent the King in Washington DC is lost on most devoted followers, but the need for such a battle was carefully prevented by the thirty-nine members of the Constitution Convention who ratified the new Constitution on September 17, 1787. America was designed to be King-less.

We celebrate without conscious thought and belittle those who question either the intelligence of the ceremonies or even the economics of such an industry as religion. Yes, like it or not, religion is now an industry. A tax-free industry. There are many masters of the mighty religions who don’t have the slightest inclination to follow the dogmas they demand their followers adhere to. They know where the money and the power is and they know how to use mass psychology to induce blind worship to their product. Americans alone donated over 125 Billion dollars to churches in 2018. The riches of the Vatican places it as the 18^th wealthiest country on earth¹. Originally conceived by smart men to outwit strong men, the successful practitioners of religion mastered the science of mass communication and control and have only recently felt the sting of failing popularity.

The founding fathers of our country felt exactly as I feel now, that everyone is free to practice what ever form of religion they see fit and they specifically designed our country to be governed by us, by our own laws, and not by any religious deity. Religious deities are always run by monarchs, some of them cruel enough to burn other human beings alive as was done in New England, or to systematically hang other human beings as was done in the American South. In my lifetime, a Christian Nation, steeped in a history of Christmas traditions and carols, killed and then incinerated over six million Jews. Even today, those born with traits or colors, deformities or abnormalities that disgust, or expose the hollowness of the thought of pious perfection, are persecuted by religious leaders of all types around the world, even in the United States of America where we gather annually to sing praise to a King we have carefully, meticulously, and most importantly, unanimously prevented from being our Head of State.

Random Notes:

• Away in A Manger, first published in May 1884 in the “The Myrtle,” praises Lord or Lord Jesus is five times in just one stanza².

• The First Noel, Lord or King, five times³

• Joy to the World,⁴ Lord or King, four times

• Deck the Halls, originally a Welsh song celebrating New Years, has no reference to religion⁵

Deck the halls with boughs of holly, Fa la la la la la la la!
'Tis the season to be jolly, Fa la la la la la la la!
Don we now our gay apparel, Fa la la la la la la la!
Troll the ancient Yuletide carol, Fa la la la la la la la!

1- Kuznetsova, 2018

2 Away in a Manger is also known as Luther’s Cradle Hymn. For many years it was thought that the song was written by Martin Luther and sung by him to his children. It is now known that the song was written as part of a collection for Martin Luther's 400th anniversary. There is even speculation that the song was credited to Luther as a marketing gimmick to promote sales. The original form of the song was a two-stanza version and appeared to originate among German Lutherans in Pennsylvania in the early to mid 1880's. https://christmascarols.us/history/away_in_a_manger.aspx

3 The First Noel The melody is unusual among English folk melodies in that it consists of one musical phrase repeated twice, followed by a refrain which is a variation on that phrase. All three phrases end on the third of the scale. Writing in the Journal of the Folk-Song Society in 1915 Anne Gilchrist notes it was not recorded prior to Sandys' publication. She speculated based on a set of church gallery parts discovered in Westmorland that the tune may have had its origin as a treble part to another carol "Hark, hark what news the angels bring"; her suggestion was that the treble part was passed down orally and was later remembered as the melody rather than a harmony.A conjectural reconstruction of this earlier version can be found in the New Oxford Book of Carols.

4 Since 1719, “Joy to the World” has been a Christmas staple. Its lyrics were crafted by Isaac Watts, and to date, it remains one of the most-published

hymns in Northern America. However, the fun fact is, the song wasn’t even intended to be a Christmas carol, as its original version had no such link with Christmas. It wasn’t even supposed to be a song! https://galaxymusicnotes.com/pages/learn-the-story-behind-joy-to-the-world

5 The popular "Deck the Halls" song is a Christmas carol that dates back to the sixteenth century. It wasn't always associated with Christmas, however; the melody comes from a Welsh winter song called "Nos Galan," which is actually about New Year's Eve. https://www.liveabout.com/deck-the-halls-traditional-1322574

Critical Race Theory

 

Ask a Jew why old Jewish men preferred to buy Cadillacs. 

They wouldn't buy Lincoln Continentals because those are Ford products. 

Henry Ford was an devout Aryan, much like his colleagues Thomas Edison, Harvey Firestone, and most of the other multimillionaire industrialists of his era, and was vocal in his prejudices against Jews and Blacks. Henry Ford even bragged he liked Adolf Hitler's book, “Mein Kampf'.”  Ford proudly accepted the Grand Cross of the German Eagle award - the highest award the Nazi's could bestow on a foreigner - in 1937 for his anti-Semitic writings in Detroit newspapers. Ford was more vocal than most industrialists of his era, but he certainly wasn't alone. 

The Aryan belief, the main political ideology in this country only recently discussed in public debate, was established by our county's founders. Even Thomas Jefferson, who had no great love of religion, -- "Religions are all alike – founded upon fables and mythologies"-- embraced it, as his suggestion for the Great Seal of the United States was no less than Hengst and Horsa, the two Aryan Saxon brothers who founded the Anglo-Saxon race. The white supremacy ideology was embraced from Jedidah Morse to Ralph Waldo Emerson.

The three laws of the Aryan dogma are: The white race founded all civilizations; when the white race maintains its whiteness, civilization is maintained; when the white race loses its whiteness, civilization is lost. Fairly straight forward, or rather, simple.

It was the de facto rule of American politics until democrat Harry Truman integrated the American military in 1948.

If you think the descendant families of the wealthy industrialists have changed, you haven't paid attention to the billions of dollars spent to defeat Obama, or the effort taken over the last five years to prevent ANY legislation proposed by a black President from being signed into the law of the land. Medical reform was a four year battle, and regardless of its value, is the prime target for repeal by Conservatives today. The Aryans are smarter today, they simply mask their hatred and prejudices behind the Bible and their interpretation of the Constitution.

https://rarehistoricalphotos.com/henry-ford-grand-cross-1938/

https://www.tjheritage.org/design-the-great-seal#:~:text=Jefferson%20on%20First%20Committee%20to,Seal%20of%20the%20United%20States.

https://www.huffpost.com/entry/mitch-mcconnell-blocks-obama-laughs_n_5df32430e4b0deb78b517322

Wait...

 

I hope I don’t antagonize my Christian friends by posting this blog… Wait a minute. Why am I apologizing? I have freedom of religion. I don’t have to be a Christian. The Spanish no longer threaten me with a sword: Believe in our God or we will kill you. Those days are long gone.

I am an outcast in our social circles because I don’t believe any two thousand year old stories from the Middle East. None of them. Brown-haired, blue eyed Jesus staring up at his omnipotent father somewhere in the ether just doesn’t represent the truth. Believe me, if Jesus had a father other than Joseph, then he had a ethereal grandmother as well, and she would still be berating God for standing idly by watching his only son die at the hands of ignorant heathens.

The basic humanistic concepts of Christianity are marvelous. Consider the “Golden Rule: Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.” However, I have Christian friends who shun me because I support the President of the United States, Joe Biden, and his belief in the Constitution about Women’s Rights

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Let’s take the word “miracle.” The American news conglomerate CBS, Columbia Broadcasting System, recently used the word miracle twice in the same news story. “The miracle of medicine” was the one that caught my ear. Disavowing education and devotion to human endeavor, CBS assumed we are here only because of a “miracle.” I disagree. Human endeavor got us here.

Miracle might be described to human birth, were it not for the Christians who have managed to distort their definition of a “Christian birth.” Pity the poor life form that emerges from its mothers womb endowed with biological features that fall outside the Christian definitions of male or female. According to the UCLA School of Law, a MINIMUM of one million, four hundred thousand ADULT Americans are identified as transgender. According to my Christian friends, these people are apparently un-godly and deserve to be restricted from the rights bestowed on all other Americans. Again, I disagree.

Any human being born in America is an AMERICAN CITIZEN, bestowed with inalienable rights of every American! Every American is endowed with the same citizenship! There are no religious castes in the United States of America!

It is easy to see why religion in America, and in the world overall, is becoming unpopular and receding. I no longer apologize for not being part of it. I am not a Christian. I am a Humanist.

I have to ask: Why would Noah take termites on a wooden ark?
Two thousand year old fables versus our Constitution? The choice for me is easy.

George

A Second Glass of Wine...

 

If you were a sentient pool of water, blissfully as full and as calm as ever in your life, could you feel it if someone pulled a plug underneath you somewhere and water began flowing out? Could you turn toward the drain of your escaping environment, your comfortable, no, necessary life-supporting envelope that supports your very existence, and say, “There, that is the source of the loss, the drain, the parasite that removes my very soul, my life source?” Would you know how to stop it? How would you survive if the envelope around you is diminished, or even possibly totally removed and destroyed?

What if that attachment, that drain, that coupling to your energy field was simply another life-form, simply analyzing or sampling, almost innocently, of your all encompassing Torus Energy Pattern, the electro-magnetic field every living mammal on earth generates simply by existing. It is simply the signature of life. Without it, you and every thing else is lifeless. Dead, as we humans call it.

Do we feel it subconsciously when it has been accessed? Perhaps a small anomaly, a small but distinct warp in the Electromagnetic field which surrounds us warns of an energy drain when an intelligent – by that I mean a capability of some sort we simply do not as yet comprehend – which has intercepted our radiation or energy transmission, penetrated our carefully balanced electromagnetic radiation shield which we subconsciously created without any idea or comprehension of how, simply being alive. Don’t laugh. We have been using MAD, or Magnetic Anomaly Detectors to track Russian submarines for over forty years.

I wrote years ago about our place in the cosmos relative to other life forms. “When it comes to understanding the limits of universal power and energy, we are like dogs, watching our masters turn on the lights at night. We see it, just like our pets when we put our human hands against the wall, and viola, there is light, but just like our canine inferiors, we do not understand it. We must be Gods!”

But, we aren’t.

The organically created field that surrounds all of us humans may not be drained away by simply accessing it, but the warning flag is sent to our amygdala, the part of our poorly understood brain that warns of impending danger, as soon as it is imbalanced, something or someone has unexpectedly attached a drain to us. Something has alerted us to an intruder, something has unbalanced our naturally generated, electromagnetic envelopment field.

When someone stares at me from behind, what triggers my amygdala that tells me to turn around and look directly where my brain told me to look? What was the anomaly that allowed me to pin-point the exact location of the access of my loss, the exact penetration of my EMF field without engaging any of my other natural senses?

But what is it? Can the Russians tell when we are tracking their submarines? Has a Russian submarine Captain ever turned to his first officer while two hundred feet under water and said, “I feel like we’re being watched!”

Perhaps after another glass of wine, I’ll have an answer...

But then, maybe not.

George

Pre-game Show

 

The eyes are receivers. They simply receive and focus light and transmit the image to the brain via nerve tissue. The eye is not a transmitter. While they may shoot daggers, figuratively, they do not shoot ray-beams or lightning bolts or photons or electrons. There are no known emissions from the eye. None. Why then can I tell when someone is watching me if they aren’t transmitting any known form of energy? What triggers my alarm? What activity, as yet undefinable, occurs that is not simply an abstract anomaly. I know I am not alone in having experienced this phenomena known as “gaze detection” or “gaze perception.”

More than once I have had the overwhelming feeling, an undefinable sense perhaps, of being watched. I knew exactly where to look to see who, or what, was staring at me. Once it was a dog, so I know the phenomena isn’t strictly limited to Homo Sapiens.

But what is it? What makes my senses so acute I actually look around to see who is looking at me? Do I subliminally feel my natural electrical/electromagnetic field, known as the Torus Energy Pattern, being attached, read, siphoned or even drained by an incredibly powerful receiver that is consuming or transferring my own energy away from me toward a given locus being the receiver staring at me? What in my unused or under-developed senses and capabilities allows me to detect the anomaly of my environment, whatever it is? What do the eyes really see and do?

Obviously there is more than simple vision, the process of defining light and sending the image to the brain involved, but what is it? The phenomena is and has been the subject of neurological studies for many years. According to an article by Phillip Perry, published in BigThink.com, Scientists have postulated a complex neural network is behind gaze detection. “So far,” he continues, “the neural network in humans remains unidentified.” He suggests the part of the brain known as the amygdala, which registers threats, “must be involved with gaze detection somehow.”

Oddly enough, studies have shown Macaque monkeys have been brain-mapped for gaze detection to within a few specific brain cells. The fact I find most engaging is the feeling of being watched dissipates when the gaze of the watcher is diverted by only a few degrees! The same symptom of turning a directional microphone away from the source of a sound. Some studies allude to peripheral vision, or watching other’s eyes, but none of this applies to my experiences. Some studies state we are “hard-wired” to assume someone is staring from behind. Again, not something that applies to me as I don’t really care who stares at me from behind. And again, I have never looked behind me to see if anyone is staring if I didn’t have the feeling to start with. Have there been times I was watched but didn’t feel the phenomena? Entirely possible, but I will never know because, obviously, I didn’t have a need to look so I didn’t!

So I persist with my question, why do I feel when someone is staring at me from behind. What physical conditions exist to create the phenomena?

Aah, the things I write while waiting for the Super Bowl.

Family Tradition

 

I picked the Sloppy Floyd State Park just outside Summerville, Georgia, sight unseen, based on the online reviews and its location on our route south. Only forty miles from Cloudland Canyon, it gave us a time-cushion as an easy-going intermediate rest-stop as we headed back south to meet our daughter and her family in Athens. The name Sloppy Floyd just didn’t evoke visions of a pristine campground, regardless of the on-line reviews, but it was on the way and we still had a week to kill before all our schedules aligned. Sloppy Floyd was a good solution to our timing problem.

But, Sloppy Floyd? Who was this guy anyway? Marjorie Taylor Greene, the controversial freshman US Representative from Georgia’s 14th District, probably knows his history well. Her 14th District in northern Georgia includes Summerville and Chatooga County, and of course Sloppy Floyd State Park.

It all homogenizes into the same blend of conservative tonic when you realize Speaker of the House, James “Sloppy” Floyd, the park’s namesake, led the fight to prevent the first black legislator from being sworn in 1965. Julian Bond, later famous as a Civil Rights leader and head of the NAACP, was finally seated in the Georgia House in 1967 by order of the U.S. Supreme Court - after being elected two years earlier in 1965 - and Sloppy stormed out in protest.

Supposedly it wasn’t a race issue, but a Freedom of Speech case that has ramifications that actually apply to Ms. Greene. ‘Ol Sloppy led a House hearing that excluded Bond from being seated by a vote of 184 to 12, not because of race, they said, but because Mr. Bond made an anti-Vietnam war comment. According to an article in the November 2019 issue of Atlanta magazine, Mr. Bond said “"I don’t think that I, as a second-class citizen of the United States, have a requirement to support that war.”

Sloppy Floyd and his fellow representatives felt Julian Bond’s comments “were not consistent with a legislator’s oath of support for the Constitution,” and voted to prevent him from taking the oath of office. In response, Julian Bond filed a Federal Lawsuit to overturn the house decision. By a 2 to 1 vote, the three judge panel upheld the Georgia House decision to bar Mr. Bond. Undeterred, Julian took his case to the U.S. Supreme Court, where all nine justices agreed Mr. Bond’s right to free speech had been violated. It was two years after his election when he was finally seated in the Georgia legislature and ‘Ol Sloppy stormed out.

‘Ol Marjorie hasn’t stormed out yet, but somehow I think she might someday, waving her Q-Anon flag as she goes. I can’t help but think someday, somewhere in a remote corner of Georgia, there may be a Marjorie Taylor Greene State Park.

Work at Home!

 America will be saved from the Corona virus pandemic that has killed more Americans than died in combat in the Second World War if we all work at home! It has become the new slogan for all Corona Virus vulnerable, working age people, regardless of nationality or race or religion. Simple! Isolate from the real world and live in the magical, mythical world of simplistic idealism.

It seems to be the blanket assumption for the entire population made by almost all planners, from academics to local politicians, who have I listened to on television or Internet video. It is assumed we’re all going to sit in front of our Zoom screens and have another distance-appropriate meeting about some ethereal, business shaking problem while some imaginary driver delivers our eggs or a make-believe plumber fixes our leaking hot-water heaters. Here I sit with my cobweb-covered tool kit at my feet, waiting in front of my computer screen wondering how the land of Pollyanna plans on unclogging the myriad toilets across America, jammed with socks, paper towels and used tampons.

Welcome to reality. Some of us have to do the stuff the planners and law-makers who have always lived in lala land simply don’t comprehend. Include the media in the creation of an idealistic parallel universe where simplistic answers magically lead us to salvation without the honest view of reality. Somebody has to be on site to actually turn a wrench to fix your problem. I can sit in front of my Zoom screen and talk until I’m blue in the face and your commode will still back up and flood your bathroom with the disintegration of idealistic philosophy if I can’t transmit my skills and expertise to you effectively through the electronic medium of the Internet.

From plumbers to FAA controllers, Police officers, Firemen, checkout clerks, and especially nurses, this country will slam, not slowly grind, to a halt if we all stay at home. We can’t do it from home. Period. MASK UP, AMERICA! GET YOUR CORONA VACCINE!

LET US ALL WORK AND LIVE SAFELY!

George