Trump moves into the White House!

Trump is moving into the White house today among the filth, feces and drug addicts.

I, hardheaded cynic that I am, I do think we should have been concerned that Biden had access to weapons of mass destruction. This old and senile man who could barely mutter a coherent sentence, who would be more at home with a family of Archaeopterygidae’s spent 4 long years tearing down America, flooding it with those valedictorian’s who rape and murder our fellow citizens.  For some these development’s are a sign that a brave new world has arrived. For others it marks the beginning of the end of civilization.

They won’t accept themselves, but these folks want us to accept them? The inability to fully love ones self likely comes from rooted insecurities.

The only reason I can’t work up enough indignation about that is sheer indignation fatigue. I’m exhausted from continually having to think about how Biden should have been placed long ago in a locked psychiatric unit.

Anyone who follows today’s debates on immoralism and, by happenstance, is also familiar with Biden’s unprofessional screeds is struck by that old truism: Joe doesn’t care about freedom as he can neither eat it nor put it in the bank. It’s just a word to him. One personality trait that’s common to many effete drunkards is arrogance—a trait that Biden has in abundance. This is not rhetoric. This is reality. Here’s a question for you: To what gods does the senile old fuck pledge allegiance? The gods of misoneism and sciolism? The gods that seem most likely to command him to unleash an unparalleled wave of gangsterism? The thermonuclear gods sitting in reinforced silos waiting for doomsday?


 As we all know, Biden doesn’t run the country. 


Hunter Biden

The Biden administration pushed hard for DEI. Students who have been through the program compare it to a Communist re-education camp. The man who bought us deeper into the world of tranny’s (Obama started this shit along with the America is racist mantra) was telling us basically that these pantywaists are a wonderful people, who bring us culturally enriching experience’s one drag show after another. While the sale of narcotics is still illegal, the instilling of moral poison is not? Who would have believed that this crap 4 years ago? Its as if old Joe has spent the last four years following Obama’s script trying to impale us on Morton’s fork.


There is no fire in Hell hot enough for the Biden clan. They are corrupt grifters and influence peddlers


Threat to democracy is the new raciest mantra.

The stakes in a war of ideas are high for they include the very concept of freedom itself.  Biden, not burdened with an unbearable weight of comprehension—or capacity for it—warrants that he can do no wrong. Like many, you may have realized that the Biden administration is the enemy of everything good. It follows from this that a number of unforgiving, macabre saboteurs have been found carrying out preventive operations (that means targeted killings) against his adversaries. It is vital that there be a thorough, credible investigation into Biden in order to clarify and bring about possible accountability in these cases. As for me, I have no bombs, no planes, no artillery, and no terrorist plots. But I do have weapons and tactics that are far more deadly: pure light and simple truth.

And with the end of Biden’s presidency, we can at least cerebrate for now,
for we are now unburdened by what has been!

 


 

Revisiting “Comorbidity”

Herbert Armstrong created a cult which introduces and aggravates comorbidity within his followers. This is pernicious, creating confusion about the symptoms and treatment of the insanity induced by the cult environment.

 

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How Intellectuals Found God

The following is a most excellent article. Just know that the Painful Truth will always keep exposing the armstrong brand of religion in all its glorious corruption and deception.


In the beginning, Matthew Crawford believed in nothing.

“The question of God wasn’t even on the radar,” the best-selling author told me.

He was 8 when his parents split, and he followed his mother to a Hindu ashram in Oakland, California. There were trips to India; upstate New York; Miami Beach, Florida; Santa Monica, California. It never stuck.

Like his mother, Crawford, now 59, was always searching. He felt unsure of who he was or should be—how to be happy, what it meant to be a man.

In the 1990s, he was a graduate student at The University of Chicago, where he studied Greek philosophy and embraced his agnosticism—“the preferred position of modern people,” he said, half-jokingly.

“I was impressed, as a young man, with Nietzsche’s critique of Christianity,” he said. The German philosopher saw religion as little more than a “slave morality”—a crutch for the weak and cowardly.

But then, in 2016, Saint Margaret’s Anglican Church, in Winnipeg, Canada, invited Crawford to give a talk about “the crisis of attention,” the subject of his latest book at the time. That’s when Marilyn Simon, a Shakespeare scholar and a church member, came into his life.

It was, he said, “the classic story you hear of conversion.”

Simon was smart and striking, Crawford said, and she was “overflowing with a kind of generous strength.” The source of that strength was her faith.

Suddenly, in this lovely, faraway church—festooned with stained-glass windows and mahogany pews and a baby grand piano and crosses dedicated to the memory of those congregants killed in the world wars—Crawford, who was going through a divorce back home in Virginia, could glimpse a new future. One that included Simon. And, maybe, God.

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