Nathan Bond's TART Remarks

Catholicism is second only to Islam, and a close second it is, in supreme stupidity. Although… there’s Hinduism. And Scientology. And Mormonism. And Adventism. And… but I must get to the point.

Now this is particularly rich: There are moves to beatify Pius XII. And Benny Dick* is personally defending his dead buddy Eugenio.

Pius XII!? Are you shitting me?

No Catholic-born Nazi, not Goebbels, not Himmler, not Bormann – not even Adolf Hitler, who died with his name still on the rolls of the Catholic Church, and for whom the Catholic Primate (Primate – any placental mammal of the order Primates with good eyesight and flexible hands and feet) of Germany ordered the Requiem sung after his suicide – was ever excommunicated for being a Nazi.

Yet Eugenio Pacelli, the rogue who sat in the stool of Peter under the preposterous assumed name of Pius XII – pious, no less! – had not the slightest inhibitions after WWII, in 1949, about excommunicating all Communist members throughout the world with a single stroke of his stick dipped in Jewish blood; his pen.

The reason for this screaming inconsistency is platitudinously and embarrassingly obvious – the Communists were “atheists”; the Nazi’s, according to Herr Hitler “… acted in accordance with the will of the Almighty Creator… I believe today that I am acting in the sense of the Almighty Creator. By warding off the Jews I am fighting for the Lord’s work.” (Mein Kampf, 46; Speech, Reichstag, 1936.)

Was it not the selfsame Eugenio that prevented the return of Jewish children, seperated from their parents by the Catholic Nazi Leaders, to their parents – so as to save the souls of the children?! Who did nothing whatsoever about the Nazi concentartion camps?

Beatify Eugenio!? Canonise him!? Purleaze! One can not even remember this scum bag with fondness if one worked at it.

Also in the news at this time is the execution by firing squad early on Sunday morning of three Islamists sentenced to death for the Bali bombings which killed 202 people. Yes, yes, of course they shouted “Allah Akhbar”. The cry of the dumb.

A family member expressed the hope that  “… our brothers, God willing, be invited by green birds to heaven now”.

What!?

Fucking green birds!? What is fuck is this!?

It takes birds now to get martyrs into the lascivious company of 72 virgins? Green birds?

Religion. What a crock. Monty Python should no longer be writing news releases. Really. It is funny, of course. Hillarious even. And entertaining too! But someone somewhere may just take this nonsense for real. Is that possible?

* The title “Pope” is the most ludicrous assumption in the embarrassing history of religion. I, for one, do not acknowledge it and will not address the holder of the “Stool of Peter” – a most apposite description of this fabrication, this prevarication – as “Pope”. Benny Dick is the assumed name of the current defecator on the stool – Mr Ratzinger.

This contribution contains strong language. Reader discretion is advised. See Profanity.

As repulsed as I am by religion, I have always attempted not to insult individuals in my subversion of this pathetic and ridiculous idiocy. Groups, however, like Christians, or Muslims, or Hindus, or Whatevers I readily insult for their agnosy. So it is again today, but I admit that to my regret it is also personal; directed against an individual.

News24 reports that Benny Dick (the sixteenth one, the current Pope) has declared that today’s world was characterised by a “dangerous culture of emptiness and senselessness”. Benny has called for a “New Europe” in which people, especially the young, could approach the “spiritual treasures” of religion.

What consummate crap!

Anyone believing himself to be the representative of some god here on earth is fucking psychotic. And people supporting such delusion are fucking mad too. There is no other way in which to communicate this stupidity. There is no PC way of calling idiocy by some other name.

How can there possibly be fulfillment or sense in a fabrication about a loving god who made us and sustains us and who will some day return to unite us with him in life everlasting? By what measure of maladjustment can such crap possibly be called “spiritual treasure”? By what measure of lunacy can such hallucination possibly bear and represent hope?

The “Papacy” is second in absurdity only to the greatest deception ever concocted – “God”.

“Spiritual treasures” countering a “dangerous culture of emptiness and senselessness”. Purleaze!

Fuck!

Ek is van nature maar moerse skepties en ook agterdogtig oor groot skares.

Almal, maar álmal – dis nou my gelowige eweknieë – is beïndruk dat Angus Buchan eers 60 000 en toe meer as 71 000 mense bymekaar kon kry. “‘n Wonderwerk!”, jubbel die gelowiges.

Maar die dag ná Doftus het Bennie Dick (die sóveelste), die omie met die wit kêps en die rok, wat meen hy is God se verteenwoordiger hier op ons blou-groen klippie, derde van die son af, ‘n half-miljoen mense op ‘n renbaan in Sydney getrek. 5-0-0-0-0-0 mense! Daai Poolse skrumskakel, Jan-Paul, het sélf skares der skares gelok.

Buchan se besigheid lyk ma’ vi’ mý skralerig teen Bennie Dick s’n. En Bennie Dick, só sê sommige, is eintlik die “anti-Chris” (Antie opdat hy rokke dra, soos ‘n antie. En sukke satyn slipperkies.) Nodat ek daaraan dink… Jesus het óók rok gedra! En sukke leer sêndelkies…

As jy aan die getalle meet, troef Rome die upstart protestantse jubbelbrigades loshanne!

Godsk!, die stories wat my Australiaanse korrespondente my vertel! Van mense wat gespaar het om Bennie Dick te kom sien. Hulle het met níks opgedaag nie; sonder kos en slaapplek gebly… net om die omie in die rok te sien.

Ek weet darem nie… gelowiges klink vir mý dóm. Jammer! Maar wrágtag.