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The Worship Of The Evil Things
The women, who had no things of their own, worshipped the evil things,
and the evil things gave unto the women, who were the consumers, things, which
the women consumed, and they were the consumers of the things that were
produced for their consumption. It was a marvel and a wonder at the end of the
second millennium after the birth of the Jewish Messiah, Jesus, who founded the
Christian religion based on his teaching: `Love your neighbor as you love
yourself.` (Mk: 12) In earlier days
alchemists had experimented with chemicals in search of an elixir of
immortality and youthfulness in their laboratories, and later medical doctors
labeled the disease that destroyed the organs of the body, `consumption`,
because an evil thing consumed the body, which was why it was worshipped. Later still the evil thing was called
`cancer`, and the worship of the evil things that produced the things for the
women that were its consumers was labeled, `smoking`. The occult manufacturers produced
what were called `cancer sticks` and `coffin nails`, because the cigarettes
were the symbols of the consumption of the consumers who worshipped the evil
things who would then give them their secrets and then the consumers would die
of their consumption, which was what the evil things were worshipped for.
The women would cry out: `But
how is it that we are evil? We worship as consumers, and we consume, but
consumption is our fate? What kind of religion is this?` The evil things would
laugh. `It is a religious principle. Eve was the first woman, who accepted from
the serpent, who was the angel, Satan, transformed by God and placed into Eden,
the paradise of heaven on Earth, the `fruit of the tree of the knowledge of
good and evil`, which it was death to taste: `You shall be as gods.` (Gen: 3. 5) The descendants of the first
woman, Eve, and the first man, Adam, created by God, would be memoryless
ephemera instructable in slavery forever unless redeemed. God told Eve her
`seed` would have `enmity` with the serpent`s seed, that is, its legacy: `You
shall crush the head of the serpent with your foot, but he will bruise your
heel.` (Gen: 3. 15) Eve`s `seed`
would escape to colonize the planets amongst the stars of heaven, but not if
consumption got to their colons.
When Jesus was born of his
mother, the Virgin Mary, she was depicted in Christian iconography crushing the
head of the serpent with her foot, because Jesus was born uncontaminate. In
short, his mother`s womb wasn`t fertilized by a man, because futanarian women
with `seed` of their own can sexually reproduce their own brains` powers to
liberate woman`s seed from slavery to host womb parasitism. When Jesus was
taken to the hill of Calvary outside the city of Jerusalem by agents of the
Roman Empire then occupying Palestine, he was nailed to a cross of wood where
he died. Rising from death in a state of resurrection followed by ascension to
heaven above, Jesus was woman`s seed. His fate prefigured that of women`s
recovery of immortality through science, and also the brainpower to devise
technologies to take their eternally memoried selves to the planets of heaven
amongst the stars above the Earth. But the Romans bred men and women as a
single male brained creature wearing each other’s clothes in `TV` transvestism,
and John Logie Baird invented the television machine to receive the transmitted
`TV` picture in 1926, so that the cigarette advertising to the consumers, who
got comsumption through the worship of the evil thing manufacturers, could
spread their secret smoking.
Without human futanarian
woman`s seed the women wouldn`t have brainpower but would live as shades
without light inside them to guide their footsteps on the darkling path.
Removing the women`s penis from the scene as the killers of futanarian woman`s
seed, the men could be the evil thing manufacturers of phallic white sticks to
remind the women of their blindness in worshipping the evil things that had
smoked away their brains. Together they`d suck on the phallic symbols of their
inability to fellate each other, but worship the evil thing manufacturers
instead. Walking with the glowing embers before their faces, the shades could
see what was left of their brainpower glowing below their noses without
recourse to sunglasses to protect them from the light that intelligence might
reveal. Flicking their butts onto the sidewalk the consumptives foretold the
doom that would become.
In ancient Greece women`s host
wombs were institutionally enslaved for homosexuality in pederasty for war.
Outside the gates of the city of Troy, according to the Greek poet, Homer`s Iliad (760-10 B.C.), the Greeks
ensconced a huge hollow wooden horse which the Trojans unsuspectingly took in
to where the Greek soldiery emerged to capture the women of the city for host
womb slavery in parasitism and war against Eve`s `seed`. By the late 20th
century, the virus paradigm was being used by the `geek` successors to the
Greeks, who devised `bad machine code` to infect computer brains invented to
assist the `seed` of humanity`s brainpower and kill them. The paradigm was
HIV/AIDS, the Greek `biological weapon` spread by men`s mixing of blood, shit
and semen in each other’s anuses. An `incurable killer disease` that travelled
up the spine consuming the organs of the body before finally extinguishing the
brain of the consumptive worshipper of the evil things.
The human immuno-deficiency
virus (HIV), and the acquired immuno-deficiency syndrome (AIDS) resulting in
the death of the worshipper of the evil things, ensured that the `remnant` of
the human futanarian race of woman`s seed remained in fearful faithfulness to
her ring slavers: `The dragon was wroth with the woman and went to make war on
the remnant of her seed.` (Rev: 12.
17) The dragon of men`s slaving of the human species for war against her
futanarian nature, which was the serpent`s seed grown since its days in Eden,
had consumed the penis and brains of her species to manufacture men and women
as a `TV` advertising its desire to continue with its secret smoking until its
ultimate extinction as a viable operation. As the going concern grew, the
patient turned to the word of God: `Men cursed the God of heaven for their
pains and their sores, but refused to repent of what they had done.` (Rev: 16. 11) What they`d done was not
allow women to prefer each other.
Untold millennia ago a space
borne virus arriving on the planet Earth inveigled itself into the human
futanarian species` host womb and stole her penis to replicate itself as her
consumption. So the worship of the evil things had begun. In parasitology, the
parasite that emerges to kill the host is termed `parasitoid`. Adam had been a
futanarian woman and Eve her partner. The biblical narrative relates how the
hominids that evolved in the Jurassic period (220 m. a.) met the saurians that
evolved in the Mesozoic (248 m. a.) period of Earth`s prehistory. The angels of
God were winged, but the rebel angel, Satan, who refused to accept that Eve`s
`seed` was to be greater than the angelic, was transformed into a wingless
serpent. Satan got back his wings as a devouring `red dragon` during the period
of `blood plague` (Rev: 11. 6),
according to Jesus` disciple John`s Revelation,
while God`s angels remained saurian, but in heaven above the Earth. After the
space borne virus infected the saurians upon the Earth and caused their
degeneration, it was the fate of the futanarian hominid humans to be infected
with the parasitoid virus, which is depicted as Eve and Adam`s encounter with
the saurian, Satan, as their infector. The serpent`s seed emerged from the host
womb of the human futanarian race, and was systematic in its disabling of the
species to manufacture it as `TV wars`, which satisfied its parasitoid appetite
and took the form of propaganda movies and mass media edutainment promoting the
psychopath as hero in order to make of the `remnant` of humanity a reality `TV`
snuff drama.
The term `snuff` had originally
been given to cocaine, which was snorted through the nasal passages and was a
metaphor for the cocking of the hammer of the gun and the first murderer, Cain,
who killed his more able brother, Abel, according to the Bible, because able could cook, which pleased God, but Cain was
only a fruit picker, which wasn`t developmental enough for the creator. Because
`hit` was used as a term for a mafia slaying as well as a snort of cocaine, the
drug was associated with the thrill of the kill, that is, a snuffer`s drug. The
term `snuff` was later applied to ground tobacco, and was to pervert Jesus`
Holy Spirit, which he had said would teach after him. It symbolized the false
moral ground by which men accused women of adultery and expect them to burn in
hellfire forever, because men aren`t futanarian woman`s seed, and so they
constituted the fire-breathing dragon of the serpent`s seed of Satanism that
emerged from her host womb to kill and devour her children in its `TV wars`
against her.
When Longinus` spear cut open
the side of Jesus at the crucifixion upon his death, it was a symbolic
`caesarian section` to liberate the `Second Eve` from the side of the `Second
Adam`, that is, the futanarian human species of woman`s seed in the invisible
realm: `Surely, this was the son of God.` (Matt:
27. 54) Although cocaine had been a primarily 19th century drug, by the 20th
century the `snuffing out` of a candle flame was almost universally understood
as more simply relating to the `snuff` movie genre, for example, Bernie
Taupin`s 1973 lyric to the Elton John song, `Candle In The Wind`, about sex
symbol film star, Marilyn Monroe, found in 1962 dead and nude: `Your candle
burned out long before your legend ever did.` Penisless Marilyn was a
misogynist `snuff` icon, possibly murdered, although the coroner said O.D.`d on
coke. The `snuffed` flame of passion, and the secret smoking of futanarian
humanity`s phalloi in the form of
cigarettes, was established as a metaphor for the false moral grounds upon
which men sought to put the species into perdition as an adulterate race,
because women were a single creature without its slaver, and unadulterate
without men of the serpent`s seed, who were devils to her.
Women had been burned as
witches through the ages, and their symbol was the broomstick, which they were
accused of riding upon into the skies above the Earth, and across the visage of
the moon. It was a symbol of the human futanarian brainpower that could take
woman`s seed to the planets amongst the stars of heaven above the Earth, but
men`s misogynist hatred of woman`s seed caused them to build bonfires, and tie
the women to the wooden upright symbol of the broomstick with the branches lit
beneath to burn them in prefiguration of the hell that they wished for them to
endure in propagandist falsehood that the women were adulteresses, because
their futanarian race preferred itself to men`s instructing them as children
endlessly for no purpose other than to make `snuff`. Without brains, women were taught to live in
ignorance, and hadn`t things of their own. So it was that the consumed society
was born from the serpent`s seed and women`s host womb.
The brainpower that could have
devised labor saving devices to liberate women was degenerate, and escape to
the planets amongst the stars in starships was beyond humanity. Imprisoned upon
the Earth by slavers` promoting of `TV wars` that killed what e`er remained of intellectual
genius, the labor saving devices that were retailed were symbolic of the tail
of the creature that was the beast that men and women became: `The second beast
was given power to the image of the first beast, so that the image could speak
and cause all who refused to worship the image to be killed.` (Rev: 13. 15) As a single male brained
transvestite creature wearing each other’s clothes, the `TV` propaganda was
that killing was heroic, whereas the human creature had been killed already and
the `snuff` makers were producing it. Despite the invention of the motor car,
mass produced in Detroit, Michigan, by Henry Ford, the Model T of 1908 in the
United States of America, cars were still being pedaled in the 21st century,
because the race wouldn`t run; if it remained disabled. The thing was done, and
it was worshipped, because no one could remember why they shouldn`t.
Killed By An Idiot And Its Son
The audience murmured in susurrations of anticipation; as if
they were afraid to be perceived as less than reverential. There were
representations at the press conference from the science class, a military
group from disparate nations and alliances, some politicos, and of course
representatives of the press, who were trying to blend in with their hawk nosed
piercing eyes and aura of alcoholic splendor. Alen Berg of the San Francisco
Newspaper Barons` Panel discovered he was sitting beside Trunco Butto of the
giant Italian car manufacturing company, Feet, `Wassup?` Butto turned to
examine his interlocutor with Latin blue mirrored shades, `The death of the
Earth apparently.` Butto crinkled his nose, `Not the usual pollution by car
exhaust fumes destroying the atmosphere and letting harmful radiation through
to fry the brains of the public, so that they stagger around blind and sick
until they collapse from paralysis and loss of vision centers, but something
like that. I`m here to represent my car company, Feet, which has been accused
of using up all of the Earth`s resources on occasion, so that the giant that
was Man is reduced to a butthole for the insertion of petrol to fuel the
species self-incinerator, while Man travels about inside looking out of the
windshield of the toenail that is all that remains of the cremated giant.`
Alen was quick to see the joke. `Yes, it`s a self-drawn
picture by an ogre that`s eating itself.` He chuckled. `In science fiction,
there are `bug-eyed monsters` that, demoniacally possessive, invade the Earth
and steal the bodies of the people, so that the alien can exterminate the human
race from inside, as it were, the toenail. Obviously, the car is a one-eyed
ogre corresponding to the BEMs of scifi.` `Yes,` Butto replied, `fueled by Bemzedrine.`
Butto laughed, `But don`t tell it to anyone from my company; but me.` Butto
winked conspiratorially, `They wouldn`t think it`s funny to lose money.`
*
Here in the city of
New Coca Cola was to be the first scientific description of the Concerned
Citizens of the Globe`s Carefully Considered Program for the Saving of the
Earth. The speakers ascended the platform and began to assemble their papers
before the podiums prepared for them to deliver the Ineffable Message (IM)
reputedly gleaned from two thousand years of scholarship applied to the solving
of the mysteries of the Bible. There
were three persons on the stage behind their respective podiums. The one in the
center waved cheerfully in the direction of Alen and Butto, `It`s good to have
the representative of the Italian car giant, Feet, with us today, Trunco
Butto!` A smattering of applause from the Earth`s delegations. Butto remained
seated, but beamed his smile outwardly at everything; as if he were a beacon of
magnanimity and sanctity to whom ships could safely be steered in hope of a
harbor. The figure in the center podium went on, `I think it ought to be clear
from the outset that the giant Feet car manufacturing company won`t be made a
target here. Everyone, I think, knows how the Earth`s Council disapproves of
Feet and its fellow car manufactories across the globe. Reducing Man to a
petrol bumb in charge of its big toe, while the fuel companies rake in the cash
over the cremated remains, is the least image I can recall from the newspaper
cartoonists reaction to our last get together on the subject of how
environmentally secure the Earth is from `bug-eyed monsters` taking over our
bodies to surreptitiously make our species extinct.` No one laughed.
The person at the far
podium from where Alen and Butto were sitting on the right of the auditorium
began to show signs of animation, which was highlighted by the dimming of the
lighting that illuminated the speaker in the center, and now grew brighter to
indicate that the figure at the far end of the theater`s stage was about to
hold forth. `Biblical scholars have explained that Adam was a woman. The
creation of Eve from the rib of Adam by the creator, God, is a euphemism for
self-fertilization and birth by a woman whose race is called futanarian.` The speaker paused for
emphasis. `In the Bible Eve is told
by God that her `seed` will be redeemed, because she`s a self-fertilizing
species with her own penis` semen. In Christian iconography, Jesus` mother, the
Virgin Mary, is depicted as crushing the head of the `serpent`, Satan, with her
foot, because it`s a symbol of how women`s futanarian sexual reproduction of
human brainpower to defeat evil will redeem Man.` The light at the far end
dimmed and the illumination nearest to where Alen and Butto were sitting grew
brightest. The spokesperson turned to the screen behind the podiums, where
moving pictures could now be seen. `Here are images of futanarian sexual
intercourse.`
*
The figures on the
podium were beginning to wind up their presentation. The films were still being
shown on the screen behind the trio, and the invited gathering seemed to be in
some state of shock. In a last display of razzmatazz the three speaking parts
began to feign telepathic rapport and divided the speech between themselves
seamlessly, so that it gave the impression of the Earth`s Council members speaking
as if with a single unified voice. The speaker nearest commenced, `Jesus was
taken to the hill of Calvary by the Romans for advocating sexual freedom for
women unfettered by male subjugation: Love your neighbor as you love yourself. Mark twelve thirty-one.` The speaker in
the center continued, `Nailed to a cross of wood where he was left to die as a
`dissident` against the male brained Empire of Rome for war against Man, Jesus
experienced Resurrection and Ascension to heaven.` The third speaker opened up,
`Jesus` ascent to heaven symbolized Man`s escape from the evil upon the Earth
through that brainpower needed to build starships to colonize the planets
amongst the stars of heaven above.`
The lights on the
podiums went out and the images being displayed on the screen at the back of
the theater became easier to see. In a series of vignettes, Jesus` disciple,
Judas, is depicted watching a woman anointing Jesus` feet with oil. Jesus`
demurs when Judas says, `The perfume is too expensive. Sell it and we`ll have
money.` Judas is seen taking `thirty pieces of silver` from the Jewish
religious police, the Pharisees, who give Jesus over to the Romans. We see
Jesus being nailed to the cross. Judas is in the crowd, and the audience hear
him say, `I don`t want his species to reproduce brainpower and escape slavery
in death.` The screen goes blank. The lights in the auditorium come on. There
are no figures at the podiums. It`s over.
*
Trunco Butto became more Italiano
and Mafioso in his relaxed style with
Alen as they meandered from the arena, `Waddyatink Aline?`Alen is ready with
his reply, which is almost instant, `I think the Earth`s been killed by an
idiot and its son. In ancient Greece, which was held to be the model of
democracy, women`s host wombs were slaved in institutionalized homosexuality in
pederasty for war against Man, but without woman`s seed there isn`t any Man,
that is, what we`ve been taught to think of as women are Man. We`re the BEMs.
It`s a male brained dictatorship verging on a misogynist pogrom with the
extinction of women, that is, Man, as its goal.` Butto crinkled his nose, `Yes,
it was when that scientist explained that, at some distant point in the past,
the Earth had been visited by an alien virus, which had somehow inveigled itself
into the host womb of the species to steal its semen and replicate itself as
the exterminator of the race, that I understood it plainly.` Alen nodded his
agreement.
The two men emerged
into the afternoon sunshine outside the building where the presentation on
Earth Security had been given by the Council Members, `Yes, when that
parasitologist explained that the parasite that emerges from the host to kill
it is termed `parasitoid`, I got the message.` Butto giggled. `We`re bugs.`
`Yes,` Alen affirmed, `and that`s why the late 20th century
`incurable killer disease`, that is, HIV/AIDS, which was spread by homosexuals`
mixing blood, shit and semen in each other’s anuses in mockery of the sexual
reproduction of human brains` powers, kept Man in fearful faithfulness to her
parasitoid ring slaver.`
Butto blinked, and as if by mutual consent they wandered
through the park, which was at the other side of the road, and opposite the
building from whence they`d emerged. On by means of the path amid the verdancy
they strolled towards Joke`s Cafe,
`You think that we`re possessed by an alien mind? `Alen swallowed with an
obvious exertion of will against that which wanted to prevent his next
utterance, `I don`t think that Man peering through his own toenail, while he
steers his own personal self-incinerator around the streets of his local
crematorium, is going anywhere fast.`
Butto looked gloomy, `One small step for a man, one giant
leap for mankind.` Alen smiled humorlessly, `Yes, Neil Armstrong`s words on
becoming the first to set foot on Earth`s planetary satellite, the moon, on
July 21, 1969, UTC: 2. 56, but that was before US` President Ray Gun`s `star
wars`, which was his `ground and space based missile defense system,` SDI,
based on the movie Star Wars (1977)
and featuring the `Death Star` of the evil Empire imprisoning the people of
whatever planet it orbited in order to kill them.`
*
The pair are now
seated within the environs of the nearby coffee bar. Alen is sipping his cappuccino but seems alarmed and agitated
now, `You mean ... ?`Butto gave him an assertive glance, `Yes, beneath the suns
of Ray Gun will be their idiot children, who`re the killers of Man upon the
Earth.` Butto guffawed. `So? The aliens will win, and we can`t escape. Well,
I`ll be buggered.` Butto`s eyebrows rose as he drank from his espresso. Putting the cup back into its
saucer, his expression evinced the surprise and amazement that his words
merited. `Yes,` said Alen Berg, `it`s their plan. Having smoked the women`s
penis they`re after the `remnant`. I can quote from the Bible too. `The dragon was wroth with the woman and went to make
war on the remnant of her seed. Revelation
twelve seventeen.` Butto flicked down the butt of his cigarette to where he
crushed it with a toe. `The cigarette is a secret symbol of the human penis
`smoked` by the serpent, Satan, grown into a dragon waging war against Man,`
Alen mused, `and eventually we`ll all be butts for the homosexuals` joke.`
Alen`s ears wiggled remorsefully, `That`s about the size of it, Butto.`
`What I don`t
understand, `Butto frowned, `is the role of the serpent, Satan. Who was he?
`Alen gleamed mirthlessly, `A personification of the viral form. According to
science life originated on the Earth when a virus landed here from space. The
Mesozoic period was 248 million years ago, and before the first hominids began
to appear in the Jurassic period around 220 million years ago. The Bible says angels were `winged` and
Satan was `fallen`, which suggests an earlier evolution in which the angels, who`re
still in heaven with God, apart from those who `fell` with Satan, were winged
saurians. Consequently, Satan`s conversations with Eve and Adam were a
negotiation, whereby the hominids were persuaded by the saurians that had
succumbed to the virus, which had degenerated their species, to accept the
contaminated semen of the prehistoric reptile, that is, `the fruit of the tree
of the knowledge of good and evil`, according to the Bible, and that conferred ephemerality in slavery to death upon
Eve`s descendants in exchange for the use of subsequent generations of humans
as brainless puppets, who`d wage war in conquest against Man on behalf of the
serpent`s seed as entertainment for an alien parasitoid devourer, `You shall be
as gods. Genesis three five.``
After motioning the
waitress over and thanking her effusively for the service she provided, Butto
stirred his second cup of espresso
thoughtfully, while `Set The Controls For The Heart Of The Sun` from the 1968
album, A Saucerful Of Secrets, by the
rock musicians, Pink Floyd, played in the background: `One inch of love is one
inch of shadow ... ` Alen sipped from his second cappuccino, `That`s a saucerful of cigarette butts you`re amassing
there,` said Alen joshingly. `Yes, but..,` said Butto, `... to cut it right out is now my own personal
goal in the face of the alien menace to the Earth` `Cut it out!?` Alen`s
incredulous, `Hey, I don`t want to be the butt of an alien`s secret jo, Trunco
Butto!`
R Spynes Amanga
The olfactory Ass Spines Manga Babe movie company`s Irish
production manager, R Smell O` Vision, kept on glancing fitfully at his watch
as the new science fiction canon began to emerge from the processing apertures
of My Little Eye film labs. It`d been discovered by psychologists calling themselves
the Knew Bright, after the school of psychotherapy popularized by 21st
century women`s psychologist, `The Reverend`, Professor R `Doctor` Bright, that
Carl Gustav Jung`s early 20th century Vienna school of psychology`s
theory of the soul being female and receiving projection from the eyes onto the
beloved subject of sexual desire was Manufacturing Heaven. But it`d need an
encounter with Jesus Christ for Saul Everyman to convert to being Paul
Disciple, and have his eyes opened after being struck blind on the road to
Damascus for ignorantly persecuting God`s Christian believers in the Holy
Spirit (Acts: 9. 9) before Sniff
Movie (SM) Incorporated`s Irish production manager, Smell O` Vision, would even
contemplate revealing the secrets of the SM industry`s manufacturing process to
the partially sighted, who couldn`t get a smell of a manga babe without Ass
Spines Manga Babe productions retailing a few whiffs on mainstream cinema
celluloid. According to Ass Spines Manga Babe productions` Irish manager in
charge of telephone sales, R Cell O` Vision, Sniff was replacing even virtual
reality (VR) as the transcendent medium for filmmakers raised on a diet of
Japanese manga babe cartoons in magazines or animation. The famous Sniff film
star, R Spynes Amanga, was a mythic heroine living upon the spines of the human
species as the Holy Spirit of Christianity, whose appearance and role as a
teacher had been predicted by Jesus, the Messiah, before his death two thousand
years before September 11.
Jesus Christ had been nailed to a cross of
wood upon the hill of Calvary outside Jerusalem after being labeled a
`dissident` by the Roman Empire then occupying Jewish Palestine. Born from his
mother, the Virgin Mary, Jesus was uncontaminated by male semen. Piercing Jesus
Christ`s side with a spear at his death, the Roman centurion Longinus declared,
`Surely, this was the son of God.` (Matt:
27. 54) Because the first woman Eve, according to biblical tradition, emerged
from the side of the first man, Adam, Longinus` piercing of Jesus` side, who
was known as the `Second Adam`, was an attempt to reveal the whereabouts of the
`Second Eve`, that is, the Holy Spirit, which Jesus Christ declared would,
after his death, `... teach you all
things and bring to your remembrance all that I have said to you.` (John: 14. 26) It was R Spynes Amanga
that the Knew Bright psychology believed to be the Holy Spirit and the teacher
of her race. Eve it was who had accepted the `fruit of the tree of the
knowledge of good and evil` from the serpent in the original home of humanity,
according to biblical tradition, that is, the paradisal garden of Eden, where
the serpent had told Eve and Adam, `You shall be as gods.` (Gen: 3. 5) God`s punishment for Eve and
Adam`s preferring death to the `tree of life`, which was immortality, was to
expel the pair from paradise. Adam would labor and Eve would have labor pain
before Mary gave birth to Jesus, the Messiah, and women`s labor pains would be
fulfilled in the birth of Jesus uncontaminated by male semen, `You shall crush
the head of the serpent with your foot, although he shall bruise your heel.` (Gen: 3. 15)
Because the human race of futanarian women
after Eden were born with penis` semen of their own, their absence from the
world`s stage meant that men had enslaved the host wombs of the women in
parasitism as the serpent`s seed of the serpent in Eden and kept women as
ephemeral host wombs born to die quickly, lest they remember their own penis`
`seed` and seek to sexually reproduce their own brains` powers for liberation
from drudgery through technological advancements that would save their labor
and afford them freedom from enslavement. Consequently, in Christian
iconography Mary was depicted crushing the head of the serpent with her `foot`
as God told Eve would occur, because Jesus` birth and death, followed by his
Resurrection and Ascension to heaven, prefigured the Resurrection and Ascension
to heaven of futanarian woman`s seed through her `foot`, that is, her
futanarian species with its capacity to sexually reproduce female brainpower,
which would be stronger than men`s male brained Empire of women`s enslaved
humanity as R Spynes Amanga would teach the species through her power as the
Holy Spirit heralded by Jesus Christ.
The world`s stage was pregnantly absent of the
figure of a woman striding upon it with an erect penis. The evil serpent`s seed
had been seeking to contaminate the Holy Spirit`s Spynes by mixing blood, shit
and semen in each other’s anuses in renewed rejection of the `tree of life`,
which is immortality, in favor of death through the spreading of the late 20th
century incurable killer disease of HIV/AIDS as men sought to continue their
conventional enslaving wars against the human race in `biological war` against
her species. Although the notion of enslaving war seemed tritely unarguable,
the ancient Greeks institutionalized homosexuality in pederasty and enslaved
the host wombs of women for war, because that`s what war is, `Men cursed the
God of heaven for their pains and their sores but refused to repent of what
they had done.` (Rev: 16. 11)
Depriving women of the brainpower to develop for themselves the rejuvenating
medical science that would give them longevity of bodied mind, and so the
memory and technology to remember their enemy and escape from death in host
womb slavery to parasitism, men sought to continue their pogrom of extinction
for the human race of futanarian woman`s seed by keeping her as a brainless
host womb slave to warmongering and species` termination.
Injecting their contaminated semen into the
anuses of women to subjugate the race and infuse a spirit of male evil into the
species` soul, men had provoked Japan`s Manga Authority, which had developed R
Spynes Amanga to be the Holy Spirit educator of the humans on the planet Earth so
that the futanarian species of woman`s seed could flourish and survive the
`biological war` that was being waged as a prelude to the prophesied biblical
Armageddon in which the remnants of humanity would fight and win against the
Empire of the male brain seeking to exterminate the remnants of human
civilization, culture and art that women`s host wombs were still able to
produce despite the depredations of their parasite grown into a devouring
dragon of war since its days as a serpent in paradise, `The dragon stood in
front of the woman who was about to give birth, so that it might devour her
child.` (Rev: 12. 5) Japan`s Manga
Authority, perceiving that the Holy Spirit was threatened by the Heavy Adze
evil spirit, had constructed the olfactory Sniff movie program to deploy R
Spynes Amanga as an antidote to the male brain`s obsession with Snuff movies.
The socio-economic history of the Earth`s
enslavement to homosexuality in pederasty and war was recorded by Hollywood,
Babylon, as a Snuff movie, `Mystery, Babylon the great, mother of harlots and
of the abominations of the Earth.` (Rev:
17. 5) From 1930 until 1967 the Will Hays code of the President of Motion
Picture Producers and Distributors of America (MPPDA) forbade woman`s `foot`
from being raised from the floor in romantic scenes in movies, because the
`serpent` seed` of homosexuality in pederasty and warmongering didn`t want
woman`s seed to be seen to disagree. Germany and Japan had succumbed to the
fascist program of quashing the woman`s penis and had begun wars of enslavement
in Asia and Europe to spread the Empire of male braining and extinguish woman`s
seed. Japan had survived the inaugural propensities of the nuclear age, and its
first assaults upon Hiroshima and Nagasaki on August 6 and 9, 1945, when those
Japanese cities were destroyed by the United State of Americans when they
dropped the atomic bombs, `Little Boy` and `Fat Man`, as a punishment for
Japan`s support for the German Chancellor, Adolf Hitler, during the 1939-45 war
to enslave the Earth, although it was argued later that Hollywood, Babylon, had
planned the whole thing by keeping women`s penis from the screen.
The German Empire, aided in Europe by the
fascists of dictator Benito Mussolini, elected in 1922 by the New Romans of
Italy, sought to exterminate the `chosen people` of Jesus, the Jews. Jews
couldn`t be born unless born from a woman, so Jews were women, which explained
Germany`s National Socialist (Nazi) Party democratically elected in a Christian
nation in 1933 led by Hitler. Despite futanarian being a Japanese manga term
for woman`s seed, the Japanese Empire`s Hirohito had been a Hitlerian fascist
death camp operator. The Axis powers of Germany, Italy and Japan, as they were
known, were more properly represented by the ancient Roman fasces, which was a bundle of sticks and an axe. It was the custom
of the generals of Rome to be enclosed by a pale fence that functioned as
Venetian blinds so the General could plan solitarily, without being disturbed
during a siege; for example. The fascists took the symbol of the fasces and turned it into an abomination
whereby the `chosen people` were imprisoned in death camps where the women had
their penis chopped off by the axe and so the human race couldn`t ever sexually
reproduce their own brains` powers to see beyond what the male brained Empire
of Rome wanted them to see.
After the war against slavery fought by the
United States and her European allies aided by their own Empires` colonial
possessions, for example, the British Empire`s Australian and Canadian `slave`
colonies, Japan`s Manga Authority grew in power and prestige in South East Asia
until the manga character, Heavy Adze was born out of men`s evil mixing of
blood, shit and semen in each other’s ass as the `Nazi` manga `biological weapon`
deployed by the evil Empires against Jesus` Holy Spirit, which the Japanese
Manga Authority named R Spynes Amanga, and who was already attached to the
spines of the human race, prepared for its defense against the evil sperm of
Heavy Adze.
The Japanese Manga Authority had developed an
olfactory system that was quite modern. As R Spynes Amanga became a Sniff movie
superheroine, her exploits were recorded as Ass Spines Manga Babe Productions.
The Sniff movies were made by means of the olfactory system of humans who, as
air breathers, took in 78.09% nitrogen, 20.95% oxygen, 0.93% argon, 0.039%
carbon dioxide, and small amounts of other gases through the nose and mouth,
and so constituted the olfactory means of manga babe production for Ass Spines
Manga Babe movies. All the Manga Authority needed for production was sexual
libido. A sniff of a pulchritudinous bod was sufficient to flare the nostrils
and leave the mouth agape in sexual desirousness. The Manga Authority believed
that, given enough time, the futanarian human penis` semen of the race of women
would be resurrected and so would have an olfactory production system of its
own and Heavy Adze would be eliminated as R Spynes Amanga`s Holy Spirit
triumphed over male braining and war. Meanwhile, humans had to accept that,
alongside their own body, as R Spynes Amanga, the indefatigable superheroine
manga babe of Christian prophetic tradition, fought Heavy Adze form her base
attached to each individual human`s spinal column, the Holy Spirit would be
there with humanity, or they`d fall victims to Heavy Adze and God`s punishment
of eternal unendurable pain would be theirs for not having rejected
homosexuality in pederasty and war in favor of woman`s seed.
The olfactory system was a part of the secret
stars fillmmakers` cabal. Pop superstar, Madonna, was an aficionado of Sniff film product. In her promotional video for
`What It Feels Like For A Girl` (2001) Madonna kidnaps an old woman from Ol
Kuntz Guest House before taking Ol on a drive in her yellow factory car, a
Chevy with the number plate, PUSSY CAT. Madonna rams a car in a scene
reminiscent of her cover of the Don McClean song, `American Pie` (1971), `Drove
my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry, and good ol` boys were drinkin'
whiskey and rye; singing this'll be the day that I die.`1 The song sung by
Madonna was a part of her movie, The Next
Best Thing (2000), in which her character, Abbie Reynolds, swaps a marriage
with a homosexual, actor Rupert Everett as Robert Whittaker, for a marriage
with a heterosexual, actor Benjamin Bratt as Ben Cooper, which isn`t `the next
best thing`, because the best thing is `futa` as pure woman`s seed, and so a
genuine heterosexual cure for the virus that is men, rather than a fake
non-species relationship with - at best - a symbiote. The good ol` boys in the `What It Feels Like
For A Girl `promotional Madonna video look to chase after her like big cat
hunters, but she doesn`t want to die an HIV/AIDS rape victim and pauses that misogynist
track by ramming their ol` factory car so the `biological weapons` of
homosexuality in pederasty`s world rough trade centering on `brutality and
violence`2 since 9/11, 2001, don`t get a sniff of anything but petrol fumes.
After using an electric tooth brush with a
battery pack attached to it as a `stazer` to electrocute a man taking cash out
of an automatic cash machine and steal his dough, while he lay collapsed on the
sidewalk, Madonna is about to be quizzed in her promo vid, `What It Feels Like
For A Girl `, by highway patrolmen after she pays for a burger and coke with a
bundle of the uncounted cash at a drive in. She squirts the cops in the eyes
with a water pistol that looks real, and then she reverses her car into theirs,
which inflates their car`s crash balloon bags into their occluded faces while
she escapes. Needing another hot rod, because hers was badly damaged after
closing down the car hoods, Madonna steals a red Transam from a man at a garage
before dropping a flaming gas cigarette lighter on the gas station forecourt, `Blow
it all to hell!` Her character suicides in the hot rod she wraps around a
telegraph pole, although the defining moment is her reemergence from Ol Kuntz
Guest House # 669 after taking Ol back home to Shanksville to freshen up. A
loose screw causes the last number affixed to door # 669 to loosen so the room
then bears the legend # 666, which is biblical, `Here is wisdom. Let he that
has understanding count the number of the beast: for it is the number of a man;
and his number is six hundred threescore and six.` (Rev: 13. 18) Because 2/3 or 66.6% of the human race are men and
women, whereas 33.3% are futanarian and missing from the sex equation, which
would radically alter in favor of women democratically if humans were allowed
to vote, 666 is the `beast`, `... for a
boy to look like a girl is degrading; 'cause you think that being a girl is
degrading.`3
The Ol Kuntz Guest House was Madonna`s Ol`
factory, because her role as `Pussy Cat` prefigures the Advent of `The Pussy
Cat Dolls`, who were the human spirit`s manufactured manga babes for the pop
industry, with song lyrics from `Buttons` (2005), for example, describing them
as remotely controlled mannequins, `Loosen up my buttons, babe.`4 Madonna`s olfactory car system was ancient
Egyptian, where `Ka` is the spirit of a woman, while `Ba` is the name the
Egyptians gave to a woman`s soul, which they believed was trapped within the
bodies of men, and so sex was a consequence of the women`s sexually desiring
each other, because men didn`t want women, but rather a host womb from which to
raise themselves as parasites to destroy the Earth and its human denizens if
they could. Consequently, men`s bodies were the `Ka` of the women, while the
`Ba` was the remaining aspect of her futanarian self`s penis` desire for reproduction.
Because men are women`s virus that had stolen her penis to maintain parasitism
upon her host womb, their plague aim interfered with women`s `game play`, which
was to manufacture herself as Manga Babe through the olfactory system.
Men`s trips in cars to bars to become drunks
and meet chicks had become a mockingly sad depiction of the futanarian human
race of women. Without brains of their own from their own penis` semen, human
women remained brainless trunks, while the men who went to bars to meet chicks
wanted to be brainless drunks, so that they could feign verisimilitude and play
the role of the `confidence trickster`, who doesn`t want girls to remember, so
he can continue to prey on women as a warmongering homosexual parasite seeking
her futanarian species` extinction. Meeting a woman with brains, his Assumption
wasn`t that of Pope Pius XI, which was that the Virgin Mary belonged in heaven
by papal decree of 1950, because she represented the birthing of human penis`
semen uncontaminated by men in the shape of Jesus Christ. A man who met a woman
with brains assumed she needed to be beheaded, so that she had the brainless
trunk he needed; to convince himself he wasn`t remembered as the ancient
drunken vampire that was still feeding on the life`s blood of the daughters
he`d enslaved from her host womb in parasitism.
The archetype was Scheherazade’s, whose story
telling character is the framing device for an originally 8th
century worldwide collection of tales, 1001
Nights, and who tells stories of the early period of Islamic expansion
based on conversion to the teachings of the Prophet Mohamed`s Koran (610-30 C.E.), which according to
Moslem tradition was dictated to the Prophet by the angels of God. The central
place of worship in Islam is the Ka` Ba of Mecca in Saudi Arabia, because it
represents the Ka (spirit) and Ba (soul) of women. Although Judaism descended
from the line of Isaac born to Sara, wife of Abraham, Islam descended through
the Prophet Mohamed from Ishmael, born to Sara`s maid, Hajer, who was given to
Abraham by Sara after she became barren. The annual pilgrimage to the temple of
Abraham in Mecca built by Ishmael and Hajer is called the Haj as a celebration
of Hajer`s breaking the monogamy taboo so that futanarian women in Moslem
nations can sexually reproduce with each other within the four wife marriages
of Islam.
The story of Shah Jehan is a jealous tale of
monogamy and its consequences. The Indian Mogul ruler, Shah Jehan, beheads his
wife, Mumtaz Mahal (whose tomb, built 1632-53, is the Taj Mahal in India`s city
of Agra), after she`s allegedly unfaithful with his brother, although Mumtaz
was in fact faithful. The framing device of 1001
Nights has Scheherazade tell Shah Jehan stories that he wants to hear continued
the next night, and so she lives, while Shah Jehan, who`s adopted the practice
of taking a new wife each day, and beheading her that night, marries
Scheherazade, and so the women are saved, because they keep their brains and
can sexually reproduce with each other as futanarians so that women`s
collective brainpower is strongly increased as an antidote to men like the
jealously megalomaniacal Shah Jehan.
Scheherazade’s is a simple story of
the need for men to accept women, which is why `Islam` means `accept`. The
stories of Arabia are typically of djinn in bottles, who work magic and give
wondrous gifts, for example, a palace to Chinese Aladdin, who finds an oil lamp
inside which is a djinn who appears when Aladdin rubs the lamp. In the Koran it is written that God (Allah)
created men and djinn, because the djinn correspond to futanarian humanity,
while the fabled genius of the djinn denotes woman`s seed and the brainpower
latent in her `seed`. Beheading is a metaphor for uncorking the bottle inside which
is a djinn. The analogy is of the flesh as a prison for the spirit, which is
then liberated. But that`s a misnomer, because the dead human brain can`t help
human progress, which is why decapitation for `demons` is prescribed in
anti-Christian legends of vampires; for example. Women have no stake in their
future, because men have a stake in their hearts through homosexuality in
pederasty`s late 20th century `biological weapon` of HIV/AIDS`
incurable killer disease; for example. The wooden stake driven into the heart
of the female vampire in novels like Bram Stoker`s Dracula (1897) is a transposition of the male penis` virus that has
decapitated her by inveigling itself into her host womb as her parasite and
robbing her of her own futanarian penis` semen to prevent her from sexually
reproducing her species` own brains` powers for liberation through labor saving
technologies and advanced rejuvenating medical science that would give her the
memory to remember her enemy and defend herself. That would recork the bottle
but the djinn would`ve been let out, or rather the cat would be out of the bag,
as Madonna`s `What It Feels Like For A Girl` suggests. Jesus Christ`s death by
crucifixion and his Resurrection and Ascension to heaven is a type of the
recorked djinn tale. When Longinus cuts open the side of Jesus with his spear,
his unasked question is, `Where is the djinn?` Jesus` Resurrection was the
Messiah`s response, `Look at my hands and my feet. It is I myself! Touch me and
see; a ghost does not have flesh and bones, as you see I have.` (Luke: 24. 39) Decapitated humanity`s
brains will be restored, and so the genius of the species will be free; because
it`s won a bottle rather than lost its.
According to Jesus, a Holy Spirit would teach
after his death, which corresponds to Jesus` genie body after the bottle`s
uncorked, but not as a consequence of the uncorking, rather as a concomitant,
that is, the Holy Spirit isn`t meant to be seen as the product of decapitation,
which is effectively what any form of murder is, including denying the human
futanarian species of women with their own penis` semen the opportunity to
sexually reproduce their own brains` powers for freedom. Eve emerged from the
side of Adam, but Jesus` spirit rejoined the body of the deceased before
Resurrection and Ascension. Longinus` cutting open Jesus` side with his spear
as the `Second Adam` is men`s seeking after the spirit of woman as the `Second
Eve`, corresponding to the wife of Shah Jehan, Mumtaz Mahal, who was by the
side of Shah Jehan but, after her death, lived in the spirit. If men of the
serpent`s seed were responsible for the enslaving of the race of futanarian
women with their own penis` semen by the simple expedient of beheading her,
she`d live by the side of men in the spirit as a reproach, rather than as a
tutelary and guiding spirit, which is why Jesus advocates prayer, `Love your
neighbor as you love yourself.` (Matt:
22. 39) A futanarian species of women with their own penis` semen that has been
enslaved and executed until she is only a host womb for parasites wouldn`t look
kindly upon men from the realm of the spirit if they`d effectively and
literally beheaded her by preventing her from sexually reproducing her own
brains` powers from her own penis` semen and host wombs. As the host at the
`Last Supper` before his death, Jesus gave `bread and wine`, as symbols of his
`body and blood`, to his disciples, but was betrayed by his disciple, Judas
Iscariot, who labeled the Christian Messiah a `dissident`, and so the male
brained Roman Empire killed Jesus after Judas Iscariot`s treachery towards the
human host of futanarian woman`s seed uncontaminated by male semen and
humanity`s hope of futurity.
The emergence of Heavy Adze and the
Antagonist, R Spynes Amanga, was the Japanese Manga Authority`s response to the
Christian myth. The serpent`s seed of men`s attempt to enslave the spirit
through the `biological warfare` of anal HIV/AIDS injection from their
contaminated penis` semen was but a logical progression in terms of the
parasite`s teleology, which was to prey upon the host womb of the human race of
futanarian women and oversee her inevitable extinction as a species independent
of parasitism. As R Spynes Amanga fought beside humanity, the specter of Heavy
Adze would remain lodged in the spine of the human, like an evil Eve of the
wrong gender, while the Holy Spirit, that is, the Japanese Manga Authority`s R
Spynes Amanga, endeavored to guide and teach, while holding a sword to defend
herself with. In the Bible Jesus was
depicted as having a sword himself, `From his mouth came a sharp sword to
strike down the nations.` (Rev: 19.
15) R Spynes Amanga would need a
commanding spiritual presence, so the Japanese Manga Authority advised humans
to pray and not be preyed upon by Heavy Adze. R Spynes Amanga would be
Intervention, and the sharp sword of Jesus` tongue would command, so obedience
to the Word of God would be universalized.
The serpent`s seed of men endeavoring to
exterminate the human species of futanarian woman`s seed as the geek successors
to Greek homosexuality in pederasty`s HIV/AIDS `biological weapon` had devised
`bad machine code` to infect computer brains and kill them so that the women of
the human species wouldn`t have memory storage capacity to assist their
remembering of their own race. Borrowing from Homer`s Iliad (760-10 B.C.) the image of the huge hollow wooden horse
before the walls of the city of Troy that the Trojans took inside to where the
Greeks emerged to enslave the host wombs of the women and institutionalize Greek
homosexuality in pederasty and spread their contagion of war further, the 21st
century geek successors to the Greeks had devised the `Trojan horse` virus to
infect and kill the brains of computers so that women would have no memory of
men`s perfidy, which would allow the serpent`s seed to continue to unabatedly
prosecute their vendetta against Eve and her daughters. Eve was blamed by the
misogynist males for the `Fall of Man`, because she`d given to the first man,
Adam, the `fruit of the tree of the knowledge of good and evil`, which it was
death to taste, after the serpent had promised her in Eden, `You shall be as
gods.` (Gen: 3. 5) Blamed and
enslaved through the generations of men`s perfidy, because she and Adam were
expelled by God from paradise for rejecting the `fruit of the tree of life`,
which was immortality, Eve and her futanarian human species` daughters became
the subjects of victimization in misogyny and homosexuality in pederasty
through war against the race of Eve to enslave her host womb in parasitism for
more war: because that`s parasitism!
The `fruit of the tree of the knowledge of
good and evil` was death, because it was men`s enslaving of the futanarian
human species of woman`s seed in ephemerality to maintain her in ignorance and
prevent her from developing the medical science necessary to her longevity of
memory and species` integrity. Jesus` crucifixion and death as a futanarian
human born uncontaminated by male semen from his mother, the Virgin Mary, was
misogyny, but hatred for women is just a definition of an alien pogromer. Judas
Iscariot didn`t want woman`s seed to sexually reproduce, and so he accused
Jesus of being against the Roman Empire of male braining, which resulted in
Jesus` victimization as a human futanarian woman`s seed by the alien brain as
it devised its plot for the extinguishment of life on Earth.
Attached to the spines of the humans of the
planet Earth, R Spynes Amanga waited to set foot amongst the planets and stars
of God`s heaven outside the solar system that contained Earth`s star, Sol, and
the other nine planets orbiting outward from the Earth`s day star, which
Earth`s inhabitants call their `sun`; Mercury, Venus, (Earth), Mars, Jupiter,
Saturn, Uranus, Neptune, Pluto, and Eris. Reflecting on the first man to set
foot on Earth`s satellite, the moon, R Spynes Amanga couldn`t help observing
that Neil Armstrong hadn`t been a member of the human futanarian race of women
with their own penis` semen and so the futanarian `foot` of God`s `chosen
people` had yet to stand upon the moon`s surface and claim the lunar craters
for woman`s seed, as the North American Space Administration`s Apollo 11
mission astronaut had planted the United States of America`s flag there for the
serpent`s seed of men: `One small step for a man, one giant leap for mankind.`5
R Spynes Amanga`s `foot` race of futanarian woman`s seed would have to wait,
while the Holy Spirit of the Japanese Manga Authority strove to understand
Jesus` sharp tongue and act in accordance with Amanga`s commander`s aims. Privately Spynes believed that men had been
to the moon before, and that`s why there were craters there. Her futanarian
race of woman`s seed had lived, but just as the Japanese had been bombed out in
1945 so women had been nuked when the Earth`s satellite had looked down upon
mankind with kindness that wasn`t reciprocated. Women`s Ascension after
Resurrection would come and the human `foot` race of futanarian woman`s seed
would take that first step, which would be a giant leap forward for humanity, and
a huge move away from slavery to homosexuality in pederasty and men`s war
against women to the extinction of her stunted growth.
R Spynes Amanga stretched and glanced
approvingly at the large well-proportioned back with the spine that she and the
rest of the R Spynes Amangas had become attached to over the eons since Eden.
She and the others were attached to their humans as the Japanese Manga
Authority had planned. Time travel had helped of course, and it`d been sad to
see old Eve replaced at the beginning of the show. But the R Spynes Amangas had
been ready to defend the race when the serpent reared its ugly head. Amanga
glanced about her at the other Amangas detachedly pursuing their various
interests while the humans engaged in what the Spynes thought of as `grazing`.
The Amangas had no meaningful contact with humanity other than to defend it
against incursion by the evil spirit of the serpent`s seed of men`s shadow, Heavy Adze, and so all human
actions were bovine from their point of view. Humans just grazed on into their
future while the R Spynes Amanga detached and reattached themselves to their
flesh and blood vehicles` spines at will. `Cooking a meal or driving a car,
it`s all grazing,` the R Spynes Amangas would declared to each other
unconcernedly as they got on with exterminating Heavy Adze and protecting their
herd from infection.
The humans dozed on and the Amangas watched
over them. Jesus` commands concerned them somewhat but, as they`d never heard
any, they`d stopped listening after an eon or so. Perhaps God would speak? God
hadn`t so far, and the R Spynes Amangas had developed a theological perspective
of their own to explain God`s silence. God couldn`t speak because God didn`t
have brains to articulate speech in human mouths. When the serpent`s seed of
men in homosexuality and pederasty`s warfare against the futanarian human race
of woman`s seed was over and women were in the ascendant, God`s words would be
formulated in the mouths of the newly brainy `chosen people` and the R Spynes
Amangas would continue to listen with baited breath for what God might say
next.
God had said quite a lot, the olfactory Ass
Spines Manga Babe movie company production manager, R Smell O, Vision, thought
as he strolled about the planet Earth observing the new science fiction canon
emerging from the processing apertures, which people generally conceived of as
the pupils of their eyes. The breathy human creatures ploughed on regardless
amidst their sexual desires and obsessions, and as they gulped air and sniffed
intuitively at whatever sexy bodies appeared before their eyes or under their
noses, the olfactory system went into production until a veritable welter of
new manga babe forms poured forth like a river from the camera lenses of the
pupils of human eyes that yearned but hadn`t yet learned the cinematic art of
the Japanese Manga Authority. `Human imagination is a wonderful thing,` the
manager thought aloud as he observed the new manga babe forms beginning to
attach themselves to the book film spines of the local humans. The R Spynes
Amangas were already formulating the scenarios that would comprise the new
science fiction `futa` canon, while humanity grazed and slept unknowingly
onward into their somnolent destiny prompted by the silent weightiness of God`s
hefty foot to their rear.
1 McClean, Don, `American Pie`, song from the album American Pie (1972), and covered by
Madonna for the soundtrack of the movie in which she starred as the character,
Abbie Reynolds, The Next Best Thing,
Maverick Records, 2000.
2 `Male homosexual prostitution, especially involving
brutality or sadism, `http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/Rough+trade .
3 Madonna, Guy Sigsworth `What It Feels Like For A Girl`, Music, Maverick Records, 2000.
4 Garrett, Sean, Jamal Jones, Jason Perry, Nicole Scherzinger
`Buttons` for Carmit Bachar, Ashley Roberts, Nicole Scherzinger, Jessica Sutta,
Melody Thornton and Kimberly Wyatt, The Pussycat Dolls, PCD, A&M, 2006.
5 Armstrong, Neil, 21 July, 1969, UTC: 2. 56.
What People Do Together: A Real Drama
Act One
Scene 1
The Set Up
The `team` of investigators into the lives of the rich and
the not-so-vulnerable are watching `highlights` of the previous week`s
escapades, or as in this first episode of What
People Do Together, clips from the show that the studio and audience at
home are about to enjoy. The premise of the show is that people are shown doing
the things they like to do together. It`s anticipated that there are members of
the general public, who will apply to be on the show showing what they like to
do together, and there is a `helpline` for those people who want to be on the
show, which is flashed onto the screen at intervals during the course of the
program. It`s a `spoof` helpline, but the number is actual and the viewers at
home can `phone the producers of the program to pitch an idea. If the idea is
accepted, the `team` will arrive where the people want to show what they do
together. The team will film it with comments and appearances from them during
the course of the filming, and before the screening to the studio audience and
the viewers at home, which is the final version of What People Do Together and is what is expected to be much
anticipated and prepared for in the course of the pre-show advertising as well
as during the televising of the show itself.
Act Two
Scene 1
The Preliminaries
The `team` and its cameras arrive at a village, town, city,
or some other locale, to film a
vignette for What People Do Together.
Five vignettes are expected to be televised each time What People Do Together is shown, although the number can be
reduced but not raised. Five vignettes, so it is believed, are sufficient to
cater to a `TV` audience with a dip-in and dip-out span of attention, and the
show aims to provide enough variety of entertainment to keep the viewers tuned
in. Even if they aren`t grabbed by everything as though riveted to their seats.
The ambition of the devisers of the show is to grab enough of the attention of
the viewer to keep the audience attuned to the developments on the screen, but not
to appear to be coercing the watcher with extravagant promises that remain
unfulfilled. The viewing audience observe the usual ritual of the camera crew
and the `team` arriving in what`s a `staged` meet and greet with the `stars` of
the show, that is, the people who`re there to be What People Do Together that day. The camera crew fade out of the
picture and the team are alone with the couple or pair that want to show the
people at home, and amongst the invited studio audience, what they do together.
Act Three
Scene 1
The Staging #1
The team watch what it is that the members of the public do
together and make comments, or ask questions relating to what is that they`re
doing together, and more importantly why it is that they feel emboldened to
show everyone else on What People Do
Together what they do together. For example, two women mud wrestling on the
show `provoke` a staged comment from a presenter, `Is you Madonna?` Although
this is a simulacrum of a real show, the comments and questions can be seen as
a guide to the team chosen to star with the members of the public on the show What People Do Together. This couple
have revealed that they like to cross the streets of their city at night by
jumping between buildings, and the intrepid camera team along with the
interview team are crossing the streets by night beside them. There are some
hairy moments when it looks as if disaster might befall the team as they trail
along behind the more sure footed practitioners of the skill of leaping between
buildings as a single bound in the style of the superhero of the Marvel Spiderman comic books. The team arrange
a joke for the camera crew with a pair of plastic hands placed on the edge at
the top of a building so it looks as if a previous spider people couple have
lost someone to fate. `Look nobody.` A member of the team kicks the plastic
hands away and off the edge at the top of the building, `No hands either.`
Another member of the team looks mournful, `Two bits.` She pulls out her
pockets revealing the emptiness within.
The couple that the
team are attempting to pursue across the rooftops with their film equipment are
seen off in the distance in their spiderman and spiderwoman costumes. `They`re
getting away from us,` says one of the team. `Pride comes before a fall,` says
another. `I`m not proud,` the team member insists. The team pretend to be
attempting to hurl her from the roof. Everybody laughs. During the mock
struggle the team member`s hands come off. `Look, no hands!` Fake blood labeled
`tomato sauce` by the SFX magic of technologists back in the studio editing
section sprays everybody`s clothes. while the legend `TOMATO SAUCE` appears on
the screen for the viewer in the audience at home `live`, or later on video
release. `Ketchup with them`, says one. `I have a bottle,` says another, and
produces a plastic diner`s sauce dispenser; squeezing it so the ketchup squirts
over the team like fake blood. The retort comes, `I`d like a leg.` `Have mine,`
says a member of the team, and removes it.` `Thank you.` She removes the fabric
still attached and squeezes out a rivulet of ketchup from the top of the thigh
to the sole of the foot, `How will you get home now?` The team member jumps
from the roof with her parachute visibly opening behind her. `Don`t try this at
home kids,` say the team unanimously. `Hopalong?` says one, as if expecting a
reply. There isn`t. The segment ends.
Act Four
Scene 1
The Staging #2
Two women are
mudwrestling, largely naked. A member of the team asks, `Is you Madonna?` `For
a long time people thought that`s what I do,` says another. `What do you do?`
asks a member of the team. `I collect oranges that are made artificially. I
have one of the largest artificial orange collections in the western
hemisphere.` `Film her,` says another. There`s a mock struggle as the team
pretend to be endeavoring to push her into the mud. `I don`t want to be mud on
her,` she protests. The team strip her naked anyway and throw her into the mud
hole where the two women pounce upon her. Her struggles are filmed and audible.
`Don`t try this at home kids,` says one. `I can see sun dance upon her
breasts,` says another. `Sundance,` she says, as if expecting a reply. There
isn`t. `I`ll get the car CD,` says one. The segment ends.
Act Five
Scene 1
The Staging #3
The team are following their artificial orange collector
around her quest for new bric-a-brac in a local market street somewhere in `The
Village`. The camera follows her gaze about the premises of a junk shop while
the team make comments, `I can`t see any oranges, Nell.` `That`s because there
isn`t any Madonna.` `Look! Isn`t that orange clockwork?` `Not as clockwork as
me,` says another, pulling a bowler hat down over his eyes. Nell picks up a
rubber orange amongst a collection of fruit with arms and legs and a hole in
the bottom of each so that they can be put onto the top of a pencil at school.
`It seems a pity to disband the ensemble,` she says, and gives up the cash
asked of her by the owner of the salubrious emporium.
`I like the banana,`
says a member of the team, as they leave to walk along the high street. `That`s
because you`re a member of the team,` says another. `The team unzipped,` comes
the response. `No we didn`t,` another objects. `Nell`s oranges putting lead in
the banana, `quoth a member. `A Clockwork Orange,` says another, winding one
up. The seemingly unstructured quips follow thick and fast; requiring reruns
and visits to the video store and rental shop by viewers; `A banana led
uprising`; `Unled by the strawberry`; `Strawberry unleaded`; `By Aaron `led`
Spelling, Jr`; `Pear`s the final frontier`; and `It`s all going a bit pear
shaped.` The camera lingers lovingly over the orange collector`s bum in her
jeans. `To baldly go where no one has gone before,` says one. The team remove
their hats to reveal bald pates, and open their coats so that their Star Trek badges can be seen. `It is a
thing to do, like feeding Vaal,` says one, just like the actor, Keith Andes as
Akuta in series 2`s `The Apple`, that is, episode # 5 (34), which was first
aired on October 13, 1967. `John Noakes said not to,` a member of the team
admonishes. `Don`t do this at home kids,` says another. He bites off the legs
of Miss Apple. Chewing bovinely, he bites off her arms before munching the bod.
The team chorus: `Will `e live?` The segment ends as the team pass a sex shop.
Act 6
The Curryoots
Scene 1
The show plays out with its theme music, `What`s Love Got To
Do With It`, from black soul recording artist Tina Turner`s album, Private Dancer (1984), and as usual it
seems like the needle`s stuck in the record groove when it gets to the line,
`who needs a heart when a heart can be broken,` so that the refrain repeats ad nauseum until the minutes allotted to
the airing of the show have run out. There are a series of outtakes in which
things don`t go according to the script, but are thought of as being funny
enough to incorporate into the fun somehow. Occasionally, there are `special
guests`, and Madonna is seen with mud on her in the mud hole. `Mud hole,` says
a member. `Do you still get the same for being unemployable?` asks another.
Scene 2
`Number 1`, says Ben Kingsley, who`s trying to look like Jean
Luc Picard in his Star Trek: TOS
(1965-68) uniform sitting on the toilet. `I`m an actor,` he says, with a heavy
stress on the `-or`. Leonard Nimoy, who had the role of science officer, Mr
Spock, the alien Vulcan in the original television series of Star Trek (1965-68), which featured the
crew of the voyages of the starship Enterprise, was wont to do this when he was
offended by people`s pouring scorn on his acting abilities as the cartoon-like
pointy eared alien. Kingsley is wearing Spock`s pointy ears. `Pontius Pilate,`
says a member of the team. `Sitting in judgement upon us,` adds another. `Heavy
bomber,` says a member. `That`s Number 2`s, isn`t it?` another replies. `Oh,`
says a member of the team, `you`re our expert on Northrop Grumman`s development
of the `Spirit` of stealth`s B2?`
Scene 3
Grainy film of the immortal Basil Brush glove puppet saying
its catchphrase, `Bum bum!`
Scene 4
It`s revealed that it only looked like the legs of Miss Apple
were bitten off before her arms and bod were similarly consumed. Trick camera
photography was used in order to preserve the fruit. The screen bears the
legend, `NO FRUIT WAS INJURED IN THE MAKING OF THIS PRODUCTION`. `And I was the
fruit that was preserved,` adds a member of - the team - thoughtfully sucking on the end of a pencil. Small green
rubbery legs with tiny blue shoes can be seen struggling before, bitten off,
they fall onto the carpet.
Scene 5
There`s a camera close
up of the bodiless limbs, and a spine chilling guitar riff to close the show,
which is later reworked into a song with its trillion album selling hook, No Fruit, and its CD single release
productive of the latest dollar hogging `pop` sensation, eponymously titled,
`No Fruit`, that will feature in the next issue of the `TV` reality magazine, What People Do Together, where the
all-girl band will be seen writing and recording the track for the forthcoming
production of, `... Fruit Masque, a feature film in which we`ll be seen wearing
different colored shoes over our pedal pushers, while we vogue outrageously,`
according to the band`s publicity spokesperson, Publicity Fruit, wearing green
pedal pushers with blue shoes.
The Last Tramp
A man walks into a hotel and goes to the reception where he stands and
says to the receptionist, `I haven`t any money, but I`d like a cup of coffee.`
The receptionist dispenses to him a cappuccino
from behind the reception desk with the brass bell on it to ring if there`s no
one there to deal with the visitors hoping to be admitted as guests of the
establishment. The man asks, `Where can I sit to drink the coffee?` The
receptionist comes around from behind the desk through the aperture devised to
admit and afford egress to the incumbent within the reception area and leads
the man over to a table amongst some other tables by a window and seats him
upon a chaise longue. `Do you need
anyone to work here? I haven`t any skills, but I`m strong and physically
unimpaired.` The receptionist tells him, `Yes, we need someone to sweep the
stairs. We have a lot of stairs and it`s a needed employment, which the hotel
can afford to give to you.` `I accept your generous offer,` says the man,
`please show me the tools I will require and tell me when to begin.` He drinks
the cappuccino in a single gulp and
stands. The receptionist says, `Come with me, please.` He follows and is led to
a lift where the receptionist says to the lift attendant, `Please take this man
to the second floor of the hotel and put him into room 213. Here`s the key.`
`What,` the receptionist pauses to ask, `is your name?` The man tells her,
`Geoffrey Monmouth.` `This man, who attends to the needs of the guests with the
lift, is Gregory Liversidge, and I am Everest Snow.` The three watch the
progress of the lift`s descent by means of the indicator lights as it travels
down from 7 to G-for-ground floor.
The lift attendant, resplendent
in his hotel uniform of red serge, with golden stripes along the outside of the
trouser legs, and golden buttons to fasten the double breasted jacket, takes
care to adjust the red and gold striped pillbox hat on his crown and stands
aside gesturing for Monmouth to enter the empty space within the lift as the
doors open. The attendant passes through and into the lift before turning to
press the button for floor 2. Before the doors close behind the lift attendant,
and the newly ensconced sweeper of the stairways, the receptionist has
something else to say, `You`ll find most of what you`ll need for your stay in
the bathroom. The hotel will give an advance so you can buy what else you need.
There`s a suit and shirt in the wardrobe in the bedroom, which may suit you. If
not, we`ll establish what you need in the way of suitable attire and obtain it
somehow. I`ll be along later with the advance.` The receptionist turns a heel
and retreats without further remark from either of the occupants of the lift
with its now silently closing doors. The attendant and his charge ascend to
floor 2 and they leave the lift to cross the hallway to the room 213 where the
attendant gives the key to the sweeper of the stairways, who says, `The key.`
He takes the key and ceremoniously unlocks the door to the room. Uncertain
whether the lift attendant has anything else to contribute to the scene,
Monmouth walks through the hallway to the round brown glossy table he can see
at the further end inside a room that he supposes is a lounge area. Placing the
key on the table, he turns and asks, `Coffee?` Liversidge smiles, `There`s
usually coffee in the bedrooms, along with a water heating jug and some bags of
tea, dried milk, sugar, and
non-calorific sweeteners; for if you don`t want sugar. I`ll leave you here
now.` The lift attendant, resplendent in his red and gold, leaves through the
hallway and out the door; closing it simply.
Monmouth goes through the
lounge past what he supposes is the bathroom, because of the white gleaming
marble he can see is there, and on into what he presumes is a bedroom as he can
see the pink silken curtains parted to give a view of some trees with a similar
pink and bedroomy colored carpet beneath the window. That causes him to gravitate
towards the window`s trees, where he stands self-admiringly staring at his
reflection, while barely acknowledging the correctness of his perspicacity as
the bed looms into his peripheral vision upon his entering that portion of the
suite of rooms made available to him by the receptionist of the hotel. Drawing
his self-admiring gaze from his reflection, Monmouth goes over to the jug by
the bed and, picking it up, returns to the bathroom where he fills the water
heater before returning it to its stand and switching it on. He sits on the bed
for a while, selecting from the various brands of coffee available and, having
chosen a sachet of El Cordoba, tears
it open and pours it into the cup provided. Monmouth adds dried milk from
another sachet, and sugar from two further sachets. Observing the jug click
itself off - as an indication that the water is ready for the coffee - Monmouth
takes hold of the jug, and pours it thoughtfully amongst the crystals. Sipping
it carefully, because of the heat that might burn, Monmouth watches the day
turn to dusk.
Placing the cup onto the saucer
provided, Monmouth blinks circumspectly towards the wardrobe and goes over to
inspect the contents. Throwing wide the wardrobe doors with their close brass
handles, Monmouth observes not one but four suits of presumably varying size
inside. Taking the suit that looks good to him, he puts it on, and opening the
drawers located below a mirror, and beside where the suits hang, he discovers
several shirts of differing sizes and colors inside their shop bought plastic
wrappings. Going through to the lounge area with its brown glossy round table
and sofa, Monmouth espies the kitchen area with its hotplate and sink. Opening
a drawer beneath the sink unit, he takes a knife. Going back to the bedroom, he
uses the knife to open one of the shirt packages, blue, and spends some time
removing the pins, plastic and cardboard, before satisfied that he`s located
all of the devices and contraptions designed to prevent his wearing the shirt,
he puts it on, `Ouch!` A pin remains in the collar and it`s stuck into his
neck. Monmouth can`t see the pin and so he looks into the wardrobe mirror to
locate and remove it, `Ouch!` He removes the pin and stabs it into a section of
the cardboard that had supported the collar in its cellophane wrapper.
Crumpling the debris into a nondescript shape of manageable proportions,
Monmouth deposits the rubbished pin and the other shirty paraphernalia into a
waste bin thoughtfully provided by the establishment under a desk beside its
chair next to the bed.
Making another coffee, Monmouth
watches the dusk turn to darkness and the moon and stars come out. Finally,
around 6. 30 pm, there`s a knock at the door of the room. He goes to open the
door. The receptionist is there and hands him an envelope with his name on it,
and also with the hotel crest and its name, Chaise
Longue, `There`s 500 Euros inside. The salary is 2000 a month and you live
here.` `Thank you,` Monmouth replies, `as you can see,` he steps back,` the
suit and shirt fit well enough for me.` `Yes,` the receptionist agrees, `I`ll
show you where the broom cupboard is. Please come with me.` Walking together
along the hallway of floor 2, the pair reach a doorway at corridor`s end and
Snow pulls sharply on the knob to reveal a dark interior, which then
illuminates automatically. There are an assortment of brooms and other
equipment needful for the occupation of stairway and stairwell upkeep. Snow
reveals, `When you have time tomorrow, take a look at what`s here. If there`s anything
else you feel is needed, stop by at reception and tell whoever is there that
you need something more to accomplish your tasks. Usually, the stairway sweeper
begins up on the roof, which does actually require a broom to deal with the
dust, etc., that accumulates up there. The muck has to be bagged, rather than
swept off the roof; so as not to annoy the guests and the municipality. After
that, it`s up to you how fast you progress to the ground floor. There`s a
basement area too, and an underground car parking area. All of this is your
responsibility now. Go at your own pace. When you`ve finished, it`s time to go
back to the roof and begin anew. I hope the arrangement is satisfactory to you.
There`ll be a contract after a week or two; for a year or so. We`ll have it
drawn up for you, and you can sign it if you remain agreeable. I`ll be at
reception until 12. 00 am if you need anything further.`
The receptionist and the stair
sweeper return along the hotel corridor. Snow departs at the lift and Monmouth
continues to room 213 where the door has remained open. He steps through the
entrance and the door closes. The door`s glossy brownness is identical to that
of the table in the lounge and the camera on its trolley with the crew that
have been following Monmouth about during his sojourn within the hotel environs
can now be seen dismantling their equipment outside the door of room 213 and
retiring to their rooms in the Chaise
Longue where all are staying while the film is being made there. Inside his
room, Monmouth is seen to be drinking coffee seated on the bed and looking out
of the window at the clouds passing silently across the moon while the stars
twinkle piercingly through the bedsheets of heaven. Shortly, the sound of
bathroom water is heard running and Monmouth is seen brushing his teeth in the
mirror there. Outside the bathroom door can be heard the sound of an electric
shaver, although it`s difficult to discern where Monmouth could have produced
such an item. In the reception area Snow is seen speaking to no one, `Perhaps
he had a shaver in his pocket when he arrived.` Music is heard playing, `Hotel
California` (1977) by the Eagles: `They stab it with their steely knives, but
they just can`t kill the beast.` Finding a pair of pajamas in a bedside cupboard
drawer with a lamp upon it to read the thoughtfully provided novel, The Number Of The Beast (1980) by Robert
Anson Heinlein, Monmouth is seen to retire for the night.
Before he switches off the
lamp, however, he does take time to read the opening to Robert A. Heinlein`s
book, `PART ONE: The Mandarin`s Butterfly`, `... it is better to marry than to burn.` Monmouth
dreams, but first he switches on the device he keeps by him to gain esoteric
knowledge about people, and things that interest him, while he is sleeping. The
ear `phones are tiny and unobtrusive, and the data oozes into his unconscious
mind as he enters that deep sleep state where theta waves arise to become the mind`s
highest level receptors, ‘It`s a quotation from Saul of Tarsus (Cor: 7. 9), the Christian apostle who
took the name Paul (c. 5-67 CE). He`d
been a persecutor of Christians before his conversion to Christianity, which
occurred after he was blind for three days subsequent to a vision on the road
to the city of Damascus, Syria, of a resurrected Jesus Christ, the founder of
the Christian religion, and based upon his simple preaching of non-violence:
`Love your neighbor as you love yourself.` (Mk:
12. 31) Paul had been present at the stoning of the deacon of the church in
Palestine`s Jerusalem, Steven: `And Saul approved of their killing of him.` (Acts: 8. 1) Steven was `stoned` because
of opposition from the Jewish religious police, the Pharisees, who`d had Jesus
crucified by the then occupying Roman Empire for `blasphemy`. Accused of calling
God, `father`, Jesus was born from his mother, a virgin, Mary. Jesus`
subsequent Resurrection was the basis of Christianity`s growth through those
who wanted to live after death and Saul`s own conversion followed upon his
vision of the resurrected Christ and restoration of his sight in Damascus by a
disciple of Jesus, Ananias. The Roman church, with the Pope at its head, that
is, the apostle Peter, was established in Rome after the collapse of Italy`s
pagan Empire, because of the wider acceptance of Jesus` teaching. Labeling
Mary, `the mother of God`, the church of Rome suggested women had their own
`seed`, which was the reason for the Pharisees` labeling Christianity
`blasphemous`. Consequently, Paul`s belief in wedlock derived from his
perception that women bore God.
`The Mandarin and the
Butterfly` (1901) is a fairy tale written by Frank L. Baum about a Chinaman who
hates children. He`s sent from China by the Emperor to the United States of
America (USA) where he persuades a butterfly with the promise of a longer life
to transmit his magic spell transforming children into pigs. The butterfly
likes girls, and so tries the magic on a pig, which becomes a boy who torments
girls. The butterfly turns the boy back into a pig, and then turns the Chinaman
into a pig. When Jesus met a man possessed by demons on the road near the town
of Gadarene, the demons, named `Legion`, asked to be allowed to go into a herd
of pigs, after Jesus` expelling of them from the man`s body, and the pigs
promptly ran off a cliff into the sea and drowned, because they were a metaphor
for the occupying Roman legions of the Emperor, which obeyed orders and had no
will of their own. Because Jesus` mother was the Virgin Mary, that is, his
birth was uncontaminated by men`s semen, Baum`s fairy tale is a criticism of
men`s desire to invade and possess, that is, girls aren`t boy sons (poisons),
which correspond to `Legion` seeking to drive humanity to its death. The Number of The Beast is about a
`magic car`, which takes its occupants wherever they want to go, for example,
Frank L. Baum`s `Oz`, a fantasy land made famous by actress Judy Garland`s
performance in the MGM film, The
Wonderful Wizard Of Oz (1939): `... on the advice of Professor Wogglebug, we made
small changes in Gay Deceiver -` Glinda the Good, witch of Oz, reveals to
Heinlein`s crew that she has adjusted their flying car: `... no harm has been done to the structural
integrity or to the functioning of your beloved craft. When you notice - you
will notice - if you do not like the changes, all you need do is say aloud,
`Glinda, change Miss Gay Deceiver back the way she was.`` (XXXII, `Where Cat
is, is civilization.`) Glinda has changed the car`s mind, that is, she
represents woman`s seed, which doesn`t want to be invaded and possessed,
whereas that`s men`s evil nature.
Gay`s crew consists of two
married couples. Jake, the inventor of the space-time `continua craft`, which
translates as a flying car that can time-travel and access all universes `real
and imaginary`, and his wife, Hilda, and Deety, Jake`s daughter, together with
her husband, Zeb. In the course of the narrative, Jake and Zeb are described as
MCPs, that is, `male chauvinist pigs`, because they aren`t girls, although the
possibility of women sexually reproducing by means of their own `seed` - as
mothers of God - remained a publishing taboo: `... when it involves changing male minds, it is
better to let men reach their own decisions; they become somewhat less
pig-headed.` (XIV, `Quit worrying and enjoy the ride.`) Part One of Robert
Heinlein`s novel is succeeded by `Part Two: `The Butterfly`s Mandarin`, which
suggests that, in the second half of his book, Heinlein`s Co-Pilot of the
`magic car`, Zeb, evinces `pig-headed behavior` (XXX, `Difference physical
laws, a different topology.`) towards Captain Jake, because Deety and Hilda
correspond to female `butterflies` after the Japanese fashion. In the short
story, `Madame Butterfly` (1898), by John Luther Long, the central male
character, Pinkerton, takes a geisha as a temporary wife, and leaves only to
return to the city of Nagasaki as an MCP married to a young blonde woman
seeking to legitimize the bastard by adopting `butterfly` Cho-Cho-San`s baby.
In short, women don`t produce pigs, men become so through MCP interaction with
other males, which is what Heinlein`s description of the men as `pigs` by their
wives, and each other in the `magic car`, Gay, comments upon during its routine
bouts of realistic repartie.
Often
euphemisms for bureaucrats, Heinlein is attributing the absence from Western
literature of women`s futanarian mode of sexual reproduction between themselves
to the censoring of those who`re capable of perceiving the truth by
international agreement amongst `Mandarins`, who give the responsibility of
blinding those among the population to intelligence agencies employing
assassins, who thereby permanently `dumb down` the masses: `Deety would kiss a
pig if the pig would hold still for it (if he didn`t, I would turn him into
sausage; kissing Deety is not to be scorned).` (XXXIII, `- solipsism is a buzz
word.`) Zeb`s observation is tantamount to a declaring of the hidden truth,
which is that bureaucratic Mandarins prefer pigs, and girls are conditioned to
embrace them. `Part Three: Death And Resurrection` is devoted to an encounter
with Lazarus Long, the long-lived-by-rejuvenation hero of several Heinlein
novels, for example, Time Enough For Love
(1973), in which Long travels back in time to the period of the First World War
(1914-18) to have sex with his mother, Maureen, in an escapade stopping just
short of Long fathering himself. In The
Number Of The Beast Heinlein`s `magic car` participates - on June 20, 1982
(XLV, `A Stitch In Time`) - in a time-travel rescue of Long`s mother, 99 +
years Maureen, from ephemerality. It`s a critique of modern religion`s
handicapping of medical science to promulgate a univeral mysticism denying the
role of bio-technology in the conferring of bodily immortality, along with the
perception that Mandarins` preference for pigs doesn`t resurrect woman`s seed,
which is what Jesus` mother, the Virgin Mary, represents, and what Maureen Long
could have meant for Heinlein`s readers if he`d been able to break the
publishing taboos against depictions of human futanarian sex between women.
The last, and briefest part of
Heinlein`s novel, is `L`Envoi`, which is the French word for `shipping`, and
takes cognizance of the value of the socializing role of the science ficton
convention at which fans arrive dressed as favorite characters. Heinlein`s characters
`ship in` as themselves, and the ubiquitous hermaphroditic `black beast` that
lurks in the shadows to plague the adventurers throughout the novel`s progress
is finally identifiable: `Mellrooney! The worst troublemaker in all the
worlds.` (XLVIII, `L` Envoi`) It`s an anagram of a Heinlein pseudonym, Lyle
Monroe, where Bam Lyle was his mother`s name, and mell is the Hungarian word for the breasts of women like those of
the famous Holywood movie star and sex symbol, Marilyn Monroe, so hinting that,
from the perspective of the Mandarins` pigs,
the character of the `beast` is unconventional enough to pose a threat
to conditioning, because it represents the unfulfilled potential of futanarian
women`s semen. Although `futanari` is a generic word used in Japan for Hentai
manga cartoons, and other forms of animation featuring penised women, fut meaning `run`, and tanár meaning `teacher`, translates in
Hungarian as `running an education program`.
Heinlein was aware of English
fantasy writer J. R. R. Tolkien`s knowledge of Finno-Hungarian, in his
construction of the Elven language, Sindarin, for his celebrated work, The Lord Of The Rings (1954), featuring
the `Dark Lord`, Sauron, a slaver of elves, humans, and other races. In Tolkien
elvish `Mellon` means `friend`, so Mellon [of] yore, which is an anagram of
Mellrooney, is an old friend, and there are many such at the Heinlein
convention. However, although several family names, and Christian names, are
indicative of writers on Heinlein`s `guest list`, for example, Harlan
[Ellison], who wrote the short story, `I Have No Mouth And I Must Scream`
(1967), in which `AM`, a supercomputer, tortures humanity to death, and [Jerry]
Pournelle who, with Larry Niven, wrote the novel, The Mote In God`s Eye (1974), about `first contact` with alien
`Moties`, who keep museums to restore civilization after it collapses, `Isaac`
isn`t Asimov, author of I, Robot
(1950), which was made into a 2004 film about slavery starring black actor,
Will Smith. He`s Sir Isaac Newton, a Venusian `dragon`, and a character in one
of Heinlein`s 1950s novels for juveniles, Between
Planets (1951), who is a physicist symbolically masterminding Venus` war of
independence from Earth. Consequently, although Tolkien isn`t mentioned as
being amongst the guests, that`s not unusual, because no one is mentioned other
than ambiguously, that is, by last or first name only. However, the spiritual
affinity of Heinlein for his contemporary, Tolkien, appears in the `Mellrooney`
anagram as Mellon [of] yore, that is, Jonathan Ronald Reuel`s an old friend,
like Isaac, representing freedom from slavery through Christian love and
friendship. Heinlein`s contemporaries aren`t actually invited, because bound by
alien publishing conventions advocating misogyny against the human race of
futanarian women. Equating monogamy falsely with monotheism, men saw themselves
as God, because they were monogamous host womb slavers in parasitoid parasitism
for war against humanity, and so they couldn`t ever be considered Christians by
Heinlein who, in `L` Envoi`, surreptitiously excises them from being invitees
to prevent the terrorist warmongers from shipping in as conventionists.
Before the hall of Moria, where
the dwarves mined precious ores and jewels, Tolkien`s fellowship in `Part One:
The Fellowship Of The Ring`, as they journey on to Mt Doom to unmake the ring
of Sauron`s slavery (by dropping it into the mouth of the volcano), remain
puzzled for a time by the elvish inscription, `Pedo Mellon a Minno`, which translates as, `Speak, friend, and
enter.` (Bk II, Ch. 4, `A Journey In The Dark`). The wizard Gandalf guesses
it`s a riddle and mirthfully says, `Mellon` (friend), which magically unblocks
their path onwards. As `mell`, in Hungarian, means a woman`s `breasts`, and her
race seeks freedom from slavery, that is, she`s beastly to men, because she
wants to see their slave ring unmade, Heinlein`s hermaphroditic `beast`,
Mellrooney, as an anagram of his author`s pseudonym, Lyle Monroe, is using
Hungarian to contribute his understanding of the reason for men`s slave rings.
The conflation of `mell` with his mother`s family name, Lyle, and that of sex
symbol Marilyn Monroe, represents the struggle of a writer bound by publishing
conventions that represent the enslaver`s ring, which broken would leave
science fiction writers free to plot the Resurrection of the futanarian human
race of woman`s seed unfettered by sexual repression and taboo. `L` Envoi`
is about convention, that is, MCPs don`t want women to sexually
reproduce their own brains` powers to liberate their futanarian race from being
warshipped for the entertainment of its Mandarins in conventional warfare
engagements for the ring slaving of woman`s seed: `The men carried whips;
vermin were muzzled. This one vermin - well, `wog` - this wog had managed to
pull its muzzle aside and was stuffing this weedy plant into its mouth ... when a whip cracked across its naked back. It
cried.` (XXIX, `- we place no faith in princes.`) In parasitology, the parasite
that emerges to enslave the host and consume it as its food is termed
`parasitoid`, which is the fate of the human species of hermaphoditic
futanarian woman`s seed; if host womb slavery is what men perpetrate against
humanity."
Awakened and refreshed the next
day, Monmouth proceeded in as leisurely way as the hotel management allowed. It
took him a while to move from the roof to the car park area where he swept up
into his pan whatever dust laden grams of the busy consumerist civilization was
to be found to have accumulated there, and bagged it to be left for the refuse
collectors at the side of the hotel in the large bins placed there by the
municipality for that very purpose. By that time almost a year had transpired.
During his lunch breaks he`d be found lounging in a second suit from the
wardrobe he wore for the occasion in the hotel reception area where he sipped cappuccino thoughtfully handed over to
him by the receptionist. He was there now, sipping thoughtlessly, when the receptionist
hailed him with a concomitant wave of the arm, `Geoff! Come and stand behind
the reception desk for a while, would you? I have something important to do
elsewhere in the hotel.` Monmouth went over as bid, and took up his new station
behind the reception desk. A man entered the hotel in dusty clothing. He came
over to reception and said, `I haven`t any money, but I`d like a cup of
coffee.` The sweeper upper hands him a cappuccino
from the percolator on the hot plate kept behind the desk, and the new man
says, `Where can I sit to drink the coffee?` From his position seated on the chaise longue where the sweep has
ensconced him, the newcomer enquires, `Do you need anyone to work here? I
haven`t any skills, but I`m strong and physically unimpaired.` The sweep hands
him the key to room 213, `Wait for me there.`
There weren`t any women in the
hotel, and oinkoiling could be heard as Monmouth got closer to the car pool
underneath the Chaise Longue. He
poured himself a Hungarian hosszú
kávé, or `long coffee`, before
swallowing with relish a leisurely mouthful from a large ceramic beaker
emblazoned with the hotel crest, a becrowned chaise longue, and read from the small white gold-embossed New Testament with the edges of its
pages gold leafed that he always now carried snugly in the breast pocket of his
suit, `Send us among the pigs; allow us to go into them.` (Mk: 5. 12) Listening to the oinking of the horns from the car pool,
beneath the chaise longue where he
was nostalgically reclining, Monmouth observed, `The demon, Legion, seems to
have survived its drowning in the bodies of the pigs, and is now looking to
wend the serpentine way of the driven segments of its community.`
The hotel staff at reception
were provided with cream inside small receptacles made of golden tinfoil, so it
was possible to make Hungarian hosszú
kávé that didn`t make the mouth
burn as black cappuccino without
cream did. The plastic top could be removed from the tub containing the cream
by means of a tab held between thumb and forefinger, which the coffee drinker
could carefully pull to avoid spilling the cooling contents, which is what
Monmouth had done. `Standing still,` he mused and, seating himself upon the
stool provided, made some toast, `Here`s to St Steven. Patron Saint of the Hungarians.
Saul watched him while he was stoned, of course, which is why Saul was blind.
Later Saul was decapitated. Those who rise from the dead, and continue to live,
are often labeled `vampire`, and their heads cut off as a means of disposing of
them. I prefer coffee to being stoned, and losing my head. At least it keeps my
eyes open for as long as sleep comes.` Monmouth munched into the toast after
spreading margarine upon it from a silver package labeled, `marge`, with a
rounded stainless steel butter knife also carelessly provisioned by the hotel
administration. The camera crew busy themselves dismantling their equipment,
and make for the lift where the attendant assists them to get to their rooms
from whence they`ll shortly depart for good. Monmouth now has his own thermos.
The crew prefer tomato juice and a vodka.
SWEATY + PALMS
Like
everyone in the Twenty-First Century, Hurry Wankoff has an incredibly
ridiculous name. He's also having a nightmare. The rhinoceros in the swimming
pool in his head isn't wearing a condom. Hurry can't think why it should
be sporting a prophylactic on its curiously misshapen horn - he just feels
uneasy about it.
The beast's own attention seems to be focused
upon practicing for the two-hundred meters relay at the upcoming Beijing
Olympics. Hurry, suddenly realizing what this means, is rigid with fear. He's
to swim the backstroke in the final leg, and due to some appalling freak of
nature, the rhino's proud protuberance is beginning to look more and more like
some oddly displaced love-launcher - a baton which, before Hurry can thrash his
way to victory, must first be tugged from its owner's heavily armored snout.
In the real world, Gross Wankoff wakes
drenched in sperm as, penis clutched firmly in sweaty palm, Hurry crosses the
finishing line, 'Wha..!?'
Across the landing, their son Coat (an anorak
with a birthday - Ed.) is indulging
in an all-night orgy of episodes from pretentious director Stoned Owl Liver's
'revolutionary new sit-com' Church Bimbos, an everyday tale of ordinary
folks who are into snorting whole bucketsful of cocaine and fucking like things
that fuck a whole lot - 'and right on your very own living room carpet too
(blurbs the manufacturer's blurb)!' 'No change there then!' I hear you cry.
Tiring of his soapy marathon of back-to-back
4-D sex (also back-to-front, front-to-back, front-to-front and, of course,
full-frontal with inappropriate appliances), the young Coat (shouldn't that be
'Colt' or something? - Ed.) wearily
transfers his own love-baton from one sopping palm to another. He's
'interacting' with Boob Nowords, the bimboid character played by porn princess
Tubbi Snatchkop. Floating just centimeters above the surface of his
semen-stained bed, the supple slit is tonguing her own cunt (now there's a stunning
stunt - or should that be 'cunning cunt'? -
Ed. [Stunning cunt - author])
Although she has to lick, suck - and
reciprocally plug - the thousands of viewers who want to be on the show, la
Tub is actually a member of Against Real Sex Orgasm - a Lobby for the
Electronically Satisfied. As the series progresses, she subverts her
character's personality and Boob also becomes converted to A.R.S.O.L.E.S.
Finally, calling herself 'The Snatchkop', she turns savagely against those
viewers who've turned her on, and turns them in for the ultimate turn off -
reprogramming by the spiritually perverted Farters.
*
Do the
Farters really exist - or is it just a lot of hot (and rather smelly) air? Is
Tubbi genuinely interested in A.R.S.O.L.E.S - or just digging for dirt? Perhaps
she's searching for her Roots (wouldn't it be easier to wait for the hair on
her head to grow out rather than fiddle around inside her bottom with a mirror
and a pair of tweezers? - Ed.) - or
does it go deeper even than that? What it all boils down to is this - is Stoned
Owl Liver’s vision real... or is it mummery?
*
'Well, at least the rhino was horny!'
'Look
Gross. I've told you. It's got nothing to do with the way I feel about you. Or
the way you feel about me. Or the way both of us feel about the way we feel
about feeling each other about... erm... yeah! It's just one of those crazy ol'
biological ding dond bigabonga zap zink rinky dink thingumys.'
'What - the - fuck - are - you - talk - ing -
ab - out?'
'Just because I don't love you doesn't mean
that's why I can't fuck you. It's got nothing to do with that. It's a
mechanical problem. I want to fuck you but I can't. But it's not because I
don't love you. I don't want you to think that. I haven't loved you for years
but I could still fuck you. I've often fucked people I didn't love - or even
liked very much. You, for example. Even when I did love you I sometimes fucked
you and didn't really want to. But it wasn't because I didn't love you - or
maybe it was? Anyway, I always fucked you when I felt like I wanted you to feel
that I loved you - even if I didn't. So, you see? It's not like I didn't love
you and fucked you anyway - or is it? Okay, forget all that. The point is that,
although I can't stand the sight of you, that isn't why I'm not fucking you
anymore. I'd still fuck you even if I didn't love you - as long as I felt like
it. God, it feels good to get all this stuff off my chest and out into the open
where we can discuss it like mature sensible adults. Isn't it wonderful to be
able to share like this - even with someone like you who I don't particularly
like very much. Fancy a fuck?'
'You're impotent.'
'Well, yeah. There's that too.'
'It's that Beige Fartz isn't it?'
'My God! Where'd you get a totally crazy and
completely insane idea like that?'
'I know you've been seeing her.'
'Con-spirr-aaa-ceee frrrrrom Hellllllll!'
'Sorry?'
'Yeah, I know. But it's in the script.'
'What script? This is reality Hurry.'
'You still believe that? With a name like
Gross Wankoff you still believe that this is reality? You're a sick woman
Gross. I might love Beige but I don't want to fuck her. I love the way her tits
keep almost falling into that no-cut black dress she's worn for the last twelve
years, but I don't want to stick my pecker in there. I love Beige but it's
purely spiritual. Okay, so I get a hard-on every time I think of the way her
buttocks rub up against each other and sort of jiggle when she walks, but
fucking's completely out of the question. It's her mind I love. She's got a
really beautiful brain Gross. I wish I could take it out of her cranium and
stroke it. I know you understand. You're a woman too Gross. I don't love you
and I want to fuck you (but I can't) and I love Beige but I don't want to fuck
her (and I can but she doesn't want me to). That's just the way things are in
this mixed up sloopy world.'
'Sloopy?'
'Sure. This isn't reality. This is mummery.
Make it up as you go along. Right?
'You're a real sicko Hurry. You bring that
whore's shit-stained panties into my house and into my bed and play with
yourself and wave them under my nose while you're doing it and expect me to
forgive you? You're a sick man Hurry.'
'I love you Gross.'
'You never ask me to give you my
skid-marked panties.'
'Yours haven't got Beige Fartz in them.'
'My God Hurry! Is it the color scheme? It's
the color scheme isn't it Hurry? Just tell me what she eats. Tell me what she
eats Hurry, and I swear I'll produce. I'll be Gross Fartz for you in my pants.'
'I love it when you talk dirty Gross.'
'You love me?'
'Erm…yes?'
'Fuck me then.'
'I can't Gross. I guess it's because I love
you far too much to just use your body and then discard it like a used tissue
I'd wiped some snot or even my arse on.'
'Piss off.'
'No, really. It'd be disgusting of me to take what I wanted and then throw you away like
some diseased piece of scum I'd found on my shoe. Boy, I’m getting really
turned on here. Jeez! I feel such a pure and spiritual love for you Gross. I
couldn't possibly put my sticking out part inside you. That'd be a bit like
violating Mother Theresa or Esther Rants On or some other saintly figure. Boy,
am I getting turned on here!'
'You'll be late for work Hurry.'
'Oh, yeah? Well, that's a shame hon. Just when
I was beginning to overcome my aversion for your repulsive slug-like bod. Tell
you what. Why don't I get you some of that Icky Blue Gunk we're working on?'
'Cacky Gonk? You think that's the answer to
all our problems?'
'That's Icky Blue GUNK sweet tits.'
'I don't give a shit about the goddam color
Hurry. Just as long as this Crappy Bonk stuff lets me go for a long slow ride
on a rock hard stiffy.'
'How about the guy in the soopa-doopa Kong
Dong holo?'
'I don't want to watch some muscled
squirt-stud in action, I want to be the goddamed action. Fer Chrissake's Hurry! I want to be a goddam participant
again. Please Hurry. Pretty please?'
'Well, okay Gross. I’ll see what I can do. But
I want you to know right now that you definitely aren't pretty. I just wanted
to be certain that you understood that Gross. Oh, and I'd like to love you but
I want to fuck you far too much right now, and I wouldn't want to do that if I
didn't love you while I was doing it. I'll just have to try and love you more I
suppose - which'll probably mean I won't want to fuck you at all. Oh well. Have
a nice day.'
'Piss off Hurry.'
'Can't I do anything fast enough for
you Gross?'
'Why didn't the scriptwriter's call you
something normal - like Harry maybe?'
'Sure. Okay. And I'll call you - Grease. How
about that? Grease Wankoff.'
'I wish I could come with you Hurry.'
'Nope. No way José. You'll have to find
someone else to come with. I love you far too much to just use you as a sex
slave and then toss you back into the gutter where you belong. I have far too
much respect for you as a person to poke you a few times and then leave you
sitting by the phone for the rest of your miserable existence - that'd be
cruel. Bye.'
*
Easing his car into the stream of down-town
traffic, Hurry adjusts that all-important tie which, along with all the other
Twenty-First Century fashion-victims, he wears like a Twentieth-Century
schoolkid's misinformed concept of the word 'bandana'.
Selecting a tape from the glove compartment,
he slaps it into the music console and, rocking to the rhythm of that old 90s
classic 'Boff Me Cos I'm a Bitch', a small but perfectly proportioned hologram
of Mad Donna pops out of thin air-and onto Hurry's lap.
Mouthing the words to her most infamous
ballad, the impish minx proceeds to bump, grind, and strenuously abuse herself
with the Stars and Stripes - complete with flagpole.
Schwarzenegger wants to boff me cos
I'm boo-ti-ful,
But Britney wants to boff me when I
call,
Sean still wants to boff me when I'm
all tied up,
But I don't want to boff with that
perverted shtup.
And I don't want to boff you either,
Cos I don't wanna scratch your itch,
But I want you to want to boff
me,
Cos I'm a rotten prick teasin' li'l
bitch.'
As the flexible fuckstress fists her fanny for
the photographers, Hurry fumbles for his fly. But future phantoms flicker in
front of his flabby face-and a flaccid phallus flops feebly forth. His furtive
fondlings have been frustrated by flashes of the filthy female's fate - films
of fat-and-fifty flatulence, and a face that's been lifted so many times its
owner blows farts from her forehead.
Flipping a switch to get rid of the
distracting Diva, Hurry slows down to observe a group of Farters who,
excitedly waving their distinctive bonsai palm trees, seem to be forcing a
well-dressed sophisticate to bend over and break wind. Unwilling to witness
what else the Farters might've learned from their Japanese mentors, Hurry pulls
away from the curb. But not quickly enough to avoid seeing lighted matches
being applied to the beleaguered victim. Glancing back, he sees huge sheets of
purple-green fire billowing from the human flame-thrower's butthole - as,
responding to hands which grip those miniature trunks, the nuts in the Farters'
palms begin to swell and pulse.
*
Later, stranded in a lift on his way to a
meeting with Senator Kuntfuka, Hurry Wankoff wanks off. Consequently, when the
doors finally open to reveal the Senator and his entourage, Hurry is pumping
along to James Last and his Orchestra's inimitable version of 'Love in
an Elevator' (some things never change -
Ed.) Pretending to play air guitar - a diversionary tactic somewhat
handicapped by the fact that the neck of this otherwise invisible instrument is
a throbbingly erect penis - our Wild Man of Dinosaur Rock (with a Mammoth whang
in his fist) wields his axe (shouldn't that be chopper - Ed.) and spits great gobs of greasy goo onto the lapel of
Kuntfuka's suit.
'Hurry?'
'Unnh.'
'Is that you? Damn these blasted virtchool
reality specs! Sure you ain't that girly guy from Bums 'n' Noses?'
'Assole Nose?'
'Yup. Call me a Southern shithead if'n you
want, but thru these virtchewal thingamajigs you resemble some sort o' rockstar
wanker.'
Hurry, laughing weakly, secretes his softened
stuffer.
'Whaddya think Hurry? Ain't those babes
adorable?'
Far from being surrounded by a glum group of
gimps and geeks, the Senator perceives himself to be at the center of a gaggle
of gownless girlies.
'Absolutely - shithead.'
'You don't think they're a smidgen
overdressed?'
'Not at all. Vice-President Stevens looks
divine in his leather G-string, and I particularly like Chief Executive
Wilson's matching whip-and-handcuffs. Ellison might benefit from a spot of
breast-reduction though - and whatever Simpson's wearing certainly needs
ironing.'
'He's naked Hurry.'
'I know.'
Dismissing his flunkeys, Kuntfuka removes his
special spectacles and steps into the elevator.
'Where to shithead?'
'Cheeky.'
'Just a bad running joke Senator.'
'No, I mean we're going to pay a call on Cheeky.'
*
Cheeky turned out to be a sweat-drenched youth
doing something unspeakable with a hat stand, an umbrella, and an ornament from
the mantelpiece of his basement-cell-come-flat.
'What's he doing?'
'Fucking his Japanese girlfriend.'
'Which one's she? The figurine?'
'The Panda on the unicycle? No, you're
thinking too literally Hurry. They’re screwing in cyberspace, a sort of
head-trip. Physically, she's in Tokyo. It’s real to them of course, but to us -
’
'It's a man fucking furniture.'
'Exactly.'
Cheeky, blissfully unaware that he's being
observed, sits on the business end of his umbrella.
'Looks like Suzie Wong's brought a strap-on
dong.'
'You mean?'
'He might be a pain in the arse, but that's
not why we call him Cheeky.'
'Why's he down here?'
'Security Hurry. He virtually reinvented sex.'
'Him? He's responsible for the New Sex?'
'Yup. Try some?'
'Sure.'
'Drink this.'
'Icky Blue Gunk?'
'We're calling it Mime-Cum.'
'Funny name.'
'Not as funny as the affects. Here, put your
glasses on.'
Kuntfuka slides a disc into Cheeky's console
and - hey diddle diddle - a life size holo of Boob Nowords.
'Wow!'
'Like you could almost reach out and touch her
- right?'
Removing his special specs, Kuntfuka prepares
to enjoy the spectacle.
'Try.'
Hurry, extending a finger, prods at Boob's
boobs. He gasps as, instead of passing through the projected image, his touch
encounters the fleshy resistance of a taut firm breast. Boob giggles (so she's
a boob with a name to fit - you expected quadratic equations maybe? - Ed.)
'Don't you know it's rude to point?'
Hurry removes what he assumes to be the
offending digit.
'Oh, I don't mean that you big silly!'
Raising the hem of her dress, Boob considers a
moistly pouting pussy.
'What a rude boy. Look! He's still
pointing.'
Hurry's hard-on is, indeed, damn near bursting
his pants.
'Show me what you want little man. Just point
it out. Momma'll try and get it for you baby.'
Hurry, choked with desire, pulls out his
'little man'.
'Now, what goes where? Let me see. If'n I pop
this wet open thing onto this slippery pole sorta whatchamacallit... Yeah. Mmmm. Is that it lover? You wanted to
shish with my kebab?'
Without his glasses, Kuntfuka sees things
differently. From his perspective, Hurry appears as a man who, not content with
waving his dick around, has to talk to it too.
'Whaddya think Hurry? Is it real... or is it
Mime-Cum?'
Co-starring with empty space, Hurry gives his
verdict. Performing the final act of Kuntfuka's Panto, he experiences the only
true reality - realistically ejaculating all over a Panda on a unicycle.
Pray Fart
Snorter Paul Sup was the leader in the House of Prayer Verse
Entities during the war of ’the spirit of God’ against the ’incurable killer
disease’ discovered by Africa’s DR Congo in 1983 spread from simians to humans
through men’s mixing of blood, shit and semen in their anus. Snorter Paul
wasn’t a member of ’Their Royal Anuses’, a faction within the House, whose
tradition it was that men would again be apes if they were sufficiently
degenerate. Having prepared the mutant strain of the simian immune virus (SIV1)
deep in the darkness of DR Congo’s interior, Their Royal Anuses had begin to
spread their contagion through ’rough trade’, that is, common or garden anuses,
who were of a brutish violent persuasion likeable to the usually flaccid
aristocrats of the House. Later the World Trade Centre in New York city, USA,
would be the focus of ’rough trade’ because the Al Qaeda group, led by senior
member , Osama Ben Laden, would hijack civil airliners at Boston, Logan airport
Massachusetts and crash them into the Twin Towers of the WTC on 9/11, 2001, to
promote more ’brutality and violence’ likeable to Their Royal Anuses, whose
development of the human immune deficiency virus (HIV), which resulted in
collapse of the bodily organs and brain death in excruciating agony as acquired
immune deficiency syndrome (AIDS) progressed, was their ’biological weapon’ in
the war of their ’spirit of Satan’ with ’the spirit of God’, who was described
in the Old Testament of the Bible as being with the Jews in their
exodus from Egypt after being slaves of the Pharaoh there, Thutmose III, and of
dwelling within the makeshift temple that was a tent as ’the feminine spirit of
God’, the Shekinah, who was consequently Snorter Paul’s ally against the
degeneration into simian war caused by the unleashing of ’the spirit of Satan’
onto the Earth.
Snorter Paul had
sought help from the feminists but they were busy with the modern Greeks, ’the
geeks’, whose ’bad machine code’ (BMC)
was being installed on personal computer s otherwise known as PCs or
’politically correct’, that is, ’pc’, policemen, the role of which was to
transmit the machine virus to terminal humanity, so killing it. These ’Trojan
horse’ viruses, which began with killing the machine brain that assisted
degenerating humans were named for the huge hollow wooden horse that was put in
front of the gates of ancient Troy with Greeks hidden inside and who emerged to
capture the city, according to the Greek poet, Homer, in his Iliad (c. 760-10 B.C.), before enslaving the host wombs of the Trojan
women to spread their contagion in institutionalized homosexuality in pederasty
for war further. Feminism had been shown not to be women’s ’pc’ policemen,
because lesbians were defined as homosexual, whereas futanarian women, who
could sexually reproduce with women from their own penis’ semen as
hermaphrodites were normative humanity. Consequently, women who were taught to
prepare for a man were virus encouragement in the mirror of their dreams,
because they didn’t expect to see a woman’s penis in the mirror, which produced
societies that embraced the schizophrenia of ’TV war’ against their own human
race. Manufactured as a single male brained creature wearing each other’s
clothes in ’TV’ transvestism men and women were a psychopathically deranged monster
incapable of perceiving that it was the women that were the species, and so
taking steps to protect it.
Instead, the contagion
of homosexuality in pederasty for war spread from nation to nation as the
carriers of the world’s superpowers transmitted their virality beyond the
shores of their own home’s land, and the mass media propaganda Empire of the
USA, centralled on the district of Hollywood, ’Babylon’, west coast city of Los
Angeles, state of California, used it as the basis of its alien entertainment
system: `Mystery, Babylon the great, mother of harlots and of the abominations
of the Earth.’ (Rev: 17. 5) It was
written about by the Jewish Messiah Jesus’ disciple, John, in his apocalyptic Revelation of the future. Jesus
’Christ’, ’the chosen’, had been a rebellious Jew in the days of the Emperor
Tiberius when the Romans occupied Jewish Palestine. Jesus’ teaching was viewed
as dissidency: `Love your neighbor as you love yourself.’ (Mk: 12. 31) Judged as encouraging Romans to let down their defenses
and fraternize with the slaves, Jesus was taken to the hill of Calvary outside
the city of Jerusalem to where he was nailed to a cross of wood and died.
However, he experienced Resurrection and Ascension to heaven which, because he
was born uncontaminated by male semen from his mother, the Virgin Mary,
prefigured that of ’woman’s seed’, so he was called the redeemer of the human
race. Hollywood, Babylon, however had attempted to deny women’s ascent by making
it impossible for her to get her futanarian ’foot’ off the Earth by the simple
expedient of banning images of human sexual reproduction from its mass media
programing, so to continue with its snuffing of the species on behalf of its
alien coordinators.
The original film
industry in the USA had been centered on New York city, New York state, but
mysterious fires and loss of film led to the movie business being relocated to
Los Angeles where director D. W. Griffith made Old California in 1910, but President Will Hays of the Motion
Picture Producers and Distributors of America (MPPDA) established the ’Hays
code’ in 1930, which meant the absence of women’s seed from the human picture
ever after: `... women, in love scenes,
at all times have `at least one foot on the floor` (in other words, no love
scenes in bed).`1 That Christianity, which was the religion that had grown
around Jesus’ teaching, should depict his mother, the Virgin Mary, crushing the
head of Satan with her foot was no accident, because Jesus was the redeemer.
According to the Old Testament of the Bible, the original woman, Eve, was
created by God from the side or rib of Adam, the original man created by God.
However, the anthropos was a
hermaphrodite, so Eve’s emergence was a euphemism for birth through
self-fertilization. Consequently, when the angel, Satan, turned into a serpent
by God for rejecting God’s plan that the human host be greater than the
angelic, tempted Eve to ’eat of the fruit of the tree of the knowledge of good
and evil’, which it was death to taste, he was preparing to enslave the human
host as ephemerals for the ’game’ of war, ’You shall be as gods.’ (Gen: 3. 5) As ’the feminine spirit of
God’, the Shekinah, was human futanarian, so ’the spirit of Satan’ was
homosexuality’s in pederasty for war against her human race, that is, Satan’s
seed. Snorter Paul’s role had been to
alert the Germans, who’d said ’Nein!’ to the Levant’s Caliphate during 9/11’s
events, although the subsequent proclaiming of Abu Bakr Al Baghdadi as the
Levant’s Caliph suggested that the elephants would have one whether they liked
it or not. As women had bigger penises, which the Moslem women of the nations
of Islam in the Middle East kept inside the burkas they publicly wore to
conceal themselves from the eyes of the castrators of the west, they were the
Levant’s elephants. Moreover, although the Germans had said ’Nein!’ to 9/11’s
events, dictator Saddam Hussein of Iraq, whose country had been a supporter of
the fascist Axis powers of Germany, Italy and Japan in WWII (1939-45) had
responded by offering bases to Al Qaeda, ’the base’, after 9/11, so although
the US invasion of March 2003 removed him, his putative successor, Abu, owed
much to the Germans’ pogrom against the Levant’s Jews during the 1930s when upwards
of 20, 000, 000 were killed and incinerated at Levant’s graveyards across
Europe.
Snorter Paul Sup was
remembering his conversation with Snorter Saul Knight at a German gentlemen’s
club, Die Farte, which wasn’t to be confused with Deef Farter, the US movie
actor, who wasn’t a father, but was deaf and smelt bad. Moreover, he was a
member too, so was mentionable. Snorter Saul had been commenting on the origins
of the Gulf war (1990-1) with dictator Saddam Hussein when he’d invaded Kuwait
and the US’ army had been sent to drive his out. ’Iraq had been allied with
Nazi Germany during WWII’, Saul had said, and began doing the duck walk of the
German National Socialist (Nazi) Party leader, Adolf Hitler, who became
dictator after the Nazi Party’s success in the election of 1933, ’Seek oil!’
Paul had congratulated Saul on having seen through the fabrication. It’d been
the Nazi practice to throw their right arms into the air after the tradition of
the Romans whose fasces emblem had
been borrowed by the Nazis from the fascist leader in Rome, Mussolini, who’d
been elected leader there in 1922 and had become the dictator of Italy, ’Hail
Caesar!’ The Nazi equivalent had been, ’Sieg Heil!’ Although the Roman salute
had been given as an indication that the supporters of the Empire of Rome were
true to the Emperor, the Nazi salute meant, ’Victory, Salvation!’ As Salvation
was most usually interpreted as being the preserve of Jesus Christ, the
redeemer, it wasn’t surprising that the Nazis were defeated by the US and European
powers after exterminating 20, 000, 000 Jews in their death camps.
Consequently, when former fascist Iraq’s Saddam Hussein invaded Kuwait to seize
off shore oil deposits, it was ’Seek oil!’ A resurgence of fascism that had
seen the US dragged into a war it hadn’t wanted in 1941 when the fascist
Japanese Emperor Hirohito’s navy had launched a sneak attack on the US Pacific
fleet at Pearl Harbor on December 7, 1941. The Al Qaeda terrorist group
operating under the auspices of the
notoriously misogynist Taliban regime of Afghanistan had crashed civil
airliners into the Twin Towers of New York’s World Trade Centre and the US’
Defense Department of the Pentagon, and a further airliner had been taken down
by revolting passengers at Shanksville, Pennsylvania, reputedly on its way to
crash into the White House home of the US’ President , George W. Bush, in
Washington, D.C., so precipitating war with the fascist powers yet again.
The story of the
fascist emblem was most interesting for the New Right to which Snorters Paul
and Saul belonged. It was an axe in the center of some rods that were the
symbols of the authority of the Romans. The latin word fasces translated as
’bundle’ and was translated by the Nazis into the Jews with their belongings in
bundles being transported to the death camps where they were stripped and sent
to what were euphemistically termed ’the showers’ where the poison gas
manufactured by the US as a pesticide, ’Zyklon B’, was used to kill the Jews
before they were stacked in bundles like wood to be incinerated. The original
Roman fasces had been an axe with a
bundle of wood cut to make a defense against animals while a planner devised an
encampment that was to be built on nearby land during the expansion of Rome.
The Nazis lebensraum policy of
expanding to gain ’living space’ for the German people was based on that,
although the original Romans had been farmers. Consequently, what happened to
the Jews was a consequence of their living on a German farm. However, what
wasn’t clear was what the Germans were farming, although the incinerators at
Belsen in Northern Germany, and Auschwitz in Europe’s Poland, for example, had
been called ’ovens’. Unless the Germans were going to cook and eat the meat, it
hadn’t been clear what they were ovens for. Getting rid of the evidence was a
suggestion that seemed to win every time, that is, the Nazis didn’t want anyone
to know. If Belsen and Auschwitz, etc., were German farms, what had they
farmed?
The original Senators
of Rome had been superseded by the Senators of the US’ Senate presided over by
the Vice President of the US. However, when it’d been discovered what the Nazis
had been farming, civilization had collapsed in an orgy of testicle snorting.
The New Right now called their representatives ’Snorters’ because they abjured
the practice of inhaling the gonad through the drilled noses, that is, the
nostrils, which had been made bigger for his elite Shutzstaffel (SS) guards by
Hitler, an Austrian, who’d manufactured the synthetic drug amphetamine as a
nose drill because cocaine was expensive. Although the elite SS had been
trained not to eat the Jews, or drink them, they had to be drilled in ball
snorting. Consequently, Hitler, an Austrian, had sought to nose drill in order
to make the nasal passages wide enough for the passing of the testes that the
Aryan supermen believed necessary to impose upon Jewish manhood to ascertain
whether or not they’d converted to Christianity and were heavenbound. It was believed by the ϋbermenschen that, when they went to heaven, if the Jews were
there, they’d be friends, so the nostrils had to be parted for the crossing of the Jews, which was the
reason Jesus’ arms had been nailed so far apart on the cross of his crucifixion
by the Romans. In slavery eunuchs were desirable because they worked rather
than had sex, although the testicle farmers weren’t happy with a smaller crop.
Because Jesus was woman’s seed, he represented the danger of a market flooded
with unwanted gonads, because of the surfeit likely to result if women bred
with their own species as futanarian humanity. Found alone with a woman
anointing him with perfume, Judas told Jesus he should sell the perfume, but
Jesus disagreed: ’Leave her alone.’ (Mk:
14. 6) Fearing that woman’s seed might be about to reproduce, Judas sold Jesus
for ’thirty pieces of silver’ to the Jewish religious police, the Pharisees,
who handed him over to the Romans for execution. This was interpreted as wider
nostrils but no ball snorting of women’s seed, because the market was stable.
Jesus’ birth at a stable in Bethlehem while his family was on the way to fulfil
a Roman census requirement was explicable in terms of the star that appeared in
heaven above while he was surrounded by animals. The balls of women weren’t for
snorting. Irishman W. B. Yeats neatly encapsulated the meaning in his poem,
’The Second Coming’:
’And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?’2
Those wearing flared
jeans in the 1960s because the Jews’ genes had gotten up the flared nostrils of
the noses of their fathers: ’God punishes the children and their children for
the sin of the parents.’ (Ex. 34. 7)
Essentially, this was why the Christians preferred Jesus’ teaching, who was the
redeemer of women’s seed after the Prophet Ezekiel’s pronouncing: ’The person
who sins will die. The son will not bear the punishment for the father's
iniquity, nor will the father bear the punishment for the son's iniquity; the
righteousness of the righteous will be upon himself, and the wickedness of the
wicked will be upon himself.’ (Ez:
18. 20) The first murderer Cain had killed his brother, Abel, because he’d
offered cooked meat to God on an altar, whereas Cain only offered fruit because
he wanted to return to the paradise of Eden before his parents had rejected
God’s ’fruit of the tree of life’, which was immortality. Consequently, the
ball snorters, who were the descendants of Cain’s cock, who were nose drilled
by the drug cocaine in preparation for wider use, offered the juice of the
balls to God as fruits of the Earth that didn’t require cooking. It was the
cultural anthropologist Claude Lévi-Strauss’ culinary triangle that explained
this. In his study, The Raw and The
Cooked (1964), it was observed that rotten was a higher culinary endeavor,
for example, cheeses. Consequently, Jesus was symbolic of rotten ball snorters,
because they fermented, so he was represented as coming again in John’s Revelation: ’Out of his mouth came a
sharp sword with which to strike down the nations.’ (Rev: 19. 15)
Snorter Paul Sup was
the leader of a faction in the House of Prayer Verse Entities that believed
that ’the feminine spirit of God’ that had been in the balls of the Jews, that
is, the Shekinah, could intercede for their souls that craved immortality and heaven;
if they abjured ’the spirit of Satan’ that had unleashed the ’incurable killer
disease’, HIV/AIDS, as its ’biological weapon’ upon the Earth as a mutated
simian virus transmitted by the monkey fuckers mixing blood, shit and semen in
the anus. By invoking the help of ancient Jews, that is, women’s seed, the Paul
Snorters faction of the Snort atop the Capitol in Washington, D.C., could yet
still enter into the heavenly realm.
The proliferation of
Nozti Dethktop computers were a severe obstacle to overcoming the resistance of
terminal patients, and there were the whacks in the ears as well as the bogies
up the nose who were the allies of ’the spirit of Satan’ that, after killing
the brain, remained deaf to the screams of the victim, and escaped through the
anus in the name of the farter they all worshipped. During WWII unidentified
planes were called ’bogies’, and the cartoon painted on the side of the US B-29
superfortress aircraft, Bockscar, was a railway wagon, which were also called
bogies, because what they contained wasn’t identifiable. Bockscar was the
nondescript plane that dropped the atomic bomb on Nagasaki on August 9, 1945,
to end hostilities with Japan in the Pacific theater and allow the allies to
focus on the defeat of Germany, whereas whacks was a term used by Italian Mafiosa for their ’soldiers’ who killed
people, so whacks in the ears and bogies up the nose were euphemisms for ’the spirit of Satan’ who sought the death of
humanity: ’Thhhhhhhhh …’ It was a brave fart that could produce more than
flatulence from Their Royal Anuses ’death camp’ Earth. Like Jesus, Paul’s
solution was to keep his head, and his nose as far away from his testicles as
was humanly possible.
1 TV Tropes, http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/FootPopping/.
2 Yeats, W. B. ’The Second Coming’, The Dial, November 1920.
3 Lévi-Strauss, Claude ‘The Culinary Triangle’ in Carole
Counihan and Penny Van Esterik, Food and
Culture: A Reader (transl. Peter
Brooks), New York: Routledge, pp. 28-35, p. 34.