If this blog is about anything, it is about the Showdown between Roy Moore, and Sheriff Two Stars in the Cultural Warfare Gun&Bible Battle of the century. I have already lost a half dozen of my Liberal Friends over this one, because they wanted to believe Jesus was good for us, even when wielded by a Conservative Maniac who piled sandbags around his bunk in Vietnam, lest he be fragged.
Here is the Evil Grunt that inspired Bill Cornwell’s father who fought me for my grandson, making me out to be a parasite and traitor. Taking away my offspring was justified because I had been an Anti-War Hippie Demonstrator in Berkley. I was a very Bad Man, because I took away some of that fake holy shine these Vietnam Warriors for Jesus wanted as they strut about with their chest stuck out, and a Bible crammed up the crack in their ass for safe-keeping as they destroy the Yellow Gooks!
I told Ed Corbin and Mark Gall that THEY are coming for me, just me, because I am the Last Hippie Standing. My ilk got Reagan elected, thus every Conservative got to bag himself a Hippie, drive one up a tree, and kill him – along with his kitty! This is their favorite sport and athletic event.
The Red State Bubbas For King Jesus have made it clear they would be happy gunning down fellow Americans, like their grandpappys did when they wore The Traitorous uniforms of the Confederate Army. I was going to challenge Roy to get in a cage with me, but, he was a professional kick-boxer. Bill Cornwell’s father was a drill sergeant and retired cop. He wanted to kick my ass. but, grew afraid on me.
When I saw Roy on his horse, followed by his help-meet, my jaw dropped, because in this video I demonstrate what a sexual turn-on this mating ritual is. Most of my friends saw that I did not stand a chance, and titled me “INSANE”. I cried to Renabelle while crucified in a tree! Now do they believe me?
“Renabelle! Why have thou forsaken me?”
In my prophetic video made three years ago, I demonstrate how the Mounted Warrior of God employs Barnyard Porno to lord it over other mankind. His rifle is erect pointing to heaven, while his stallion’s sheaved penis is loaded and ready to fire. Roy’s pistol he brandishes on our Democratic Stage, is the actual size of his penis – without all the divine extensions and add-ons!
My good buddies thought I was having an acid flashback, I just a little liberal hippie freak who cries “Wolf!”. Now they go two Lawnmower Man who keep putting LSD in the world’s water supply, and, with the help of the Russians, We don’t know who we are anymore in cyberspace!
I hereby challenge Roy Moore to a Bible Thumpen Contest at the Knight Arena!
I know my Bible, Roy! Come and get me………..you son of a bitch!
Let me fire-off the first salvo. A question to Big Roy………If Jesus bid our Founding Fathers to found this Democracy, why didn’t Jesus want women to own The Right to Vote? For bonus points, what year did women earn this right – and how many Christian Spokesmen of God, leant God’s Mighty Hand to make it so? What year could women fight in combat?
The big hand is ticking, Roy!
P.S. Roy gives a shout-out to his 90 year old mother, who was born in 1927. She is coming at Roy with a switch in her hand because she is a Democrat and devotee of FDR. She is going to whoop on Roy for inflicting this bullshit “helpmeet” crap on her daughter-in-law who stays behind this Elected Man-Warrior of God, and keeps her mouth shut! Her mother was a famous Flapper.
“No system of philosophy has ever yet worked out in behalf of woman the practical results for good which Christianity has conferred on her. Christianity has raised woman from slavery and made her the thoughtful companion of man; finds her the mere toy, or the victim of his passions, and it places her by his side, his truest friend, his most faithful counselor, his helpmeet in every worthy and honorable task. It protects her far more effectually than any other system. It cultivates, strengthens, elevates, purifies all her highest endowments, and holds out to her aspirations the most sublime for that future state of existence, where precious rewards are promised to every faithful discharge of duty, even the most humble. But, while conferring on her these priceless blessings, it also enjoins the submission of the wife to the husband, and allots a subordinate position to the whole sex while here on earth. No woman calling herself a Christian, acknowledging her duties as such, can, therefore, consistently deny the obligation of a limited subordination laid upon her by her Lord and His Church.”
I invited the Kurdish Warriors to come to Lonely Rose Mountain. Today I invite the world’s best Cultural Warriors to come to the Lone Cypress Tree in Pebble Beach because this is the epicenter of the Coming American Armageddon. What ISIS, and other religious nuts do not take into account, is that when Revelations was written, America was no yet discovered. The West has its own Deep Trouble Centre. Oops! Back to the drawing board.
With the Vietnam War underway, Moore served in several posts as a military police officer, including Fort Benning, Georgia, and Illesheim, Germany before being sent to the Republic of Vietnam. Serving as company commander, Moore was known to be very strict. Some of his soldiers gave him the derogatory nickname “Captain America”, due to his attitude toward discipline. This role earned him enemies, and in his autobiography he recalls sleeping on sandbags to avoid a grenade or bomb being tossed under his cot, as many of his men had threatened fragging.
Moore’s travels eventually took him to Texas, where he spent a year training and fighting professionally as a kickboxer. After a brief return to Gadsden, Moore next travelled to the Australian Outback and, after meeting fellow Christian Colin Rolfe, worked for almost a year as a cowboy on Rolfe’s 42,000-acre (170 km2) cattle ranch. He remembered both careers fondly in his autobiography and subsequent interviews and was particularly proud of a kickboxing victory in the Greater Gadsden Tournament of Champions, a triumph he attributed to divine will.
Immediately after the ruling, Moore held a press conference vowing to defy the ruling against pre-session prayers and affirming a religious intent in displaying the plaque. Critics responded by asking Price to reconsider his previous ruling, and the judge issued a new ruling requiring the Ten Commandments plaque to be removed in ten days. Moore appealed Price’s decision and kept the plaque up; ten days later the Alabama Supreme Court issued a temporary stay against the ruling. The Court never ruled in the case, throwing it out for technical reasons in 1998.
A month after his election, Moore began making plans for a larger monument to the Ten Commandments, reasoning that the Alabama Supreme Court building required something grander than a wooden plaque. His final design involved a 5,280 pound (2,400 kg) granite block, three feet wide by three feet deep by four feet tall, covered with quotes from the Declaration of Independence, the national anthem, and various founding fathers. The crowning element would be two large carved tablets inscribed with the Ten Commandments. High-grade granite from Vermont was ordered and shipped, and Moore found benefactors and a sculptor to complete the job.
On the evening of July 31, 2001, despite some initial installation difficulties and concerns regarding structural support for the monument’s weight, Moore had the completed monument transported to the state judicial building and installed in the central rotunda. The installation was filmed, and videotapes of the event were sold by Coral Ridge Ministries, an evangelical media outlet in Fort Lauderdale, Florida, which later used proceeds from the sales of the film to underwrite Moore’s ensuing legal expenses. Coral Ridge was the operation of the late Reverend D. James Kennedy, a staunch Moore supporter.
The next morning, Moore held a press conference in the central rotunda to officially unveil the monument. In a speech following the unveiling, Moore declared, “Today a cry has gone out across our land for the acknowledgment of that God upon whom this nation and our laws were founded… May this day mark the restoration of the moral foundation of law to our people and the return to the knowledge of God in our land.”
Roy Moore’s win in Alabama’s Senate primary has raised the specter of a nightmare scenario for Democrats and Republicans: The GOP picks up a handful of seats next year, padding its Senate majority, but with candidates like Moore, who buck party leadership as often as they fall in line.
The Alabama race is the latest contest forcing both parties to take seriously candidates they once might have dismissed as unelectable. Early in 2016, several prominent Democrats exulted in Donald Trump’s meteoric rise, urging fellow liberals to support his nomination on the grounds that it would virtually guarantee a Republican defeat. Then he won the election.
There is talk about a Civil War amongst Republicans. This blog is prophetic. I saw it coming. The Fremont history looms large. God has sent me to cleanse the party of my kindred, like Jesus cleared the temple of money lenders. God is not a numbers game. The God Vote is dead for the Bombastic Republican Bullys – as is the fake Tea Party Traitorship funded by the Koch brothers.
The photo of Bill ‘Big Finger’ Cornwell is the image sane Americans saw when they went to the polls.
“Screw you too!” said the Sane American Majority
Bill is the poster boy of defeat. This is what defeat looks like.
Bill’s Buddy Boozers & Losers are toasting my grandson in a bar. The whole party has awoken with hangovers, they celebrating for weeks thinking they were winners. Being big Winners is not a platform. The Tea Traitors have run out of their Hate Drug. These junkies are crashing – hard!
The day after the election, FreedomWorks and its key state-to-state organizers dialed into a one-of-a-kind conference call. For the first time ever, they would be discussing a crushing defeat. Their “Take the Senate” campaign had ended with Democrats in greater control of the upper house. Their turnout game, powered by a new web-based canvassing app, was swatted aside by labor and the Democrats. Richard Mourdock, the Indiana politician who’d been with Tea Partiers since the 2009 Taxpayer March on Washington, had lost one of the party’s safest seats.
And now John Boehner was selling them out. The speaker of the House had just jimmied open the door to “new revenue,” which conservatives hear—correctly, typically—as “new taxes.”
“People were upset,” remembers Brendan Steinhauser, FreedomWorks’ director of state campaigns. “Does Boehner cave in to what Obama and Reid want to do, or does he at least stay relatively strong on these issues? He’s probably going to a lot of these Republican, Tea Party folks, and say: OK, guys, here’s what we need to do to stay in power. That’s the fear.”
Here’s Odoms’ full statement:
Dear Ravens Flock
I am resigning as Official National Anthem Singer of the Baltimore Ravens. The people I’ve had the pleasure of meeting at the Ravens organization have been nothing but nice to me, however the tone/actions of a large number of NFL fans in the midst of our country’s cultural crisis, have convinced me that I do not belong there. Someone once told me to always “go where you’re welcomed”. This is not an emotional reaction to recent events, rather an ethical decision that part of me regrets but my core knows is the right choice.
Thank you so much for the opportunity to grow as a performer and for allowing me to live out a dream of sharing my gift with you.