So, this is actually pretty impressive

Rummaging in the Debian repositories.
Found an application called QTM which is essentially an application for writing/publishing blog posts “offline” (IE: without having to use the “post to my blog” applet).

This is actually pretty cool, because I genuinely like the minimalism of the interface, and also the fact that I can compose/edit posts in a thorough fashion.

Don’t get me wrong: I’ve concluded that approximately 90% of the content on most blogs (and the vast majority of “websites”/social media in general), is fluff. Nobody gives a shit what you had for breakfast 3 days ago.

To be honest, this goes for my own efforts at blogging as well.

I mean, seriously: how many times can I blog about the “geography of religion”, or Karl’s idiocy, or how much my “blood-kin” suck – and still expect it to be at all interesting?

Not as often as you’d think.

Worse yet, the fact that I blog about the above issues doesn’t translate into anything actually chainging, about them:

1. 99% of the global population will still continue to merely ape and parrot their religious “beliefs” and “practices” from others – as opposed to actually bothering to think them through rationally. (Regrettably, Emotional blackmail “works”, far too frequently.)

2. If my “blood”-kin actually gave a shit aboutt my views/values, (or even just about me as a person), they wouldn’t have mistreated me they way they did, in the first place.

3. Same goes for Karl: if he was either willing – or able – to be better, then he would do so – without me complaining about it on the blog.

So, what the hell am I doing, exactly?

Same objections obtain in relation to broader sociopoligical issues: Trump voters are stupid/gullible/racist/xenophobic/sexist etc. – and nothing I post to this blog (or anywhere else) will magically change that.

So, there’s the ironic thing:

I’ve simultaneously figured out how to make the process of “blogging” easier – and also realized that most of what I’ve been “blogging” about was utterly pointless.

On some level, I guess my reasoning with this blog has to do with it being a “cautionary tale”: about the perils of mindlessness and enabling one’s own destroyers.

Thing is: no matter who this blog manages to ‘reacdh”, it will NEVER be those who caused the problems in the first place.

I don’t even know what to title this post:

So, my wife and I had the opportunity to attend a “Passover Seder” put on by a local church.

Some acquaintances of ours  turned us onto this about a year ago.   The weird thing is: I genuinely love it.  It is literally one of my most favorite things.

Several reasons – most of which undoubtedly have little to do with whatever you might consider the “True” meaning of the events in question to be:

First, (as mentioned by another friend of ours who was raised Jewish, who later became a Baptist): the entire thing is brazenly, screechingly inauthentic.  Don’t get me wrong — it tries hard.  However, it would be impossible to take a ritual meal which is designed for a single family, and scale it up to 150+ people.

So, there are huge  errors just on that level.

However, the primary error/violation would have to be the way that Christianity has been “grafted” onto the passover seder itself (on the premise that the “Last Supper” involving Jesus/his disciples was actually a passover seder).

Now, here’s the thing about that:

  1. Even assuming that there was some sort of “historical Jesus”, he was obviously something of a “heretic” against Judaism as it then existed (at least judging by the shit-slinging against the “Pharisees” and “Sadducees” – especially among Fundie protestants.   Given the whole “the sabbath was meant for men, and not men for the sabbath”-thing, it is pretty obvious that “jesus” – if he actually existed – was something other than a strictly “devout” Jew.

2. Grafting the Christian “communion” ritual onto the Seder serves to distance it further from authenticity.

Having said that, I love it, in a way that I have never experienced with any other religious ritual.

Several reasons – most of them deeply personal.

For one, my ability to get even that close to a “foreign” culture strikes me as almost too unendurably beautiful to bear.  According to bigoted scum-fucks like my idiot, heroin-addict half-brother, I “should” only engage in “Aryan” culture (whatever the fuck that means).

So, one of the reasons I genuinely love the “Passover seder” (even if it is merely a crude parody of the genuine article), is that it is a mean – no matter how subtle – of spitting in the faces of my idiot, racist “White Trash” relatives, and shitting all over their bigoted idiocy.

Literally everything about it is a way to (vicariously) throat-punch the Junkie Psychopath in particular — which is an opportunity I would never be able to pass up, under any circumstances.

In a way, I also view it as a sort of “penance” for having stood by silently, while the drug-addled sub-animal rambled on about “Kikes”.

I was too cowardly to call the evil fuck out, back then.  On some level, even being able to get this close to (a crude parody of) Judaism is a throat-punch to my upbringing, and a means for me to make amends for the fact that I permitted my idiot, bigoted White-trash relatives to get away with being bigoted white trash.

The other reason I love it is: it is an opportunity to see fundie nut-jobs (who spend the rest of the year spewing anti-semitic bigotry against the purported evils of “Judaizers, from their pulpits) attempting – inexpertly – to ape and parrot the rituals of a religion their “Supercessionist” delusions “teach’ them is a “Satanic counterfeit”.

I can’t help finding a sort of subtle meta-humor in that — somewhat equivalent to getting a Hasidic rabbi really drunk, and tricking him into eating a bacon cheeseburger. 🙂

I’m sure the other attendees wouldn’t regard the above reasons as being consonant with the “True meaning” of the event.  Then again, I am equally certain that actual, observant Jews would find the event to be a brazen slap in the face, and – in particular – the inclusion of Jesus-imagery as the most brazen insult possible.

Somehow, that fact makes me feel even better about the whole thing.

Yeah well, I’m an asshole. 🙂




I haven’t heard from Karl in several weeks: GOOD.

  1. I haven’t had to sit through 45 minutes (or more) of his incessant whining about how shitty his “lifestyle” is – the endless pawing through boxes of scrap, the fact that his rickety shit-bucket of a jeep is still technically illegal for him to drive (because it is neither inspected nor registered), the fact that he doesn’t “trust” it to run well enough for him to go over to the repeater site (where he used to loiter incessantly), to say nothing of the various storage-units also crammed floor-to-ceiling with un-sorted scrap, etc.
  2. I haven’t had to listen to him yammer incessantly about david Icke, Fritz springmeir, or any of his other inane “paranormal” obsessions – including the “fact” that he has seen an inordinate number of burnt-out license plate lights.
  3. I haven’t had to listen to him whine about the shitiness of his job, how “under-appreciated” he is,  how he could supposedly “be doing so much more”, etc. — when he can’t even manage to sort the garbage cluttering his trailer enough to be able to use the kitchen.

All in all, not having to hear him whine, throw tantrums, and then hang up on me has been a wonderful thing.

Just sayin’.


If you hate “safe-space” culture, then you REALLY need to hate SEGREGATED spaces:

Homogeneity, insularity, etc. leads to degeneracy.  It leads those victimized by such homogenaity being simultaneously ignorant of  – and bigoted against – those viewed as “foreign”, or  (collectively) “other”.

This is why I’m glad to see the increasing proportion of “Non-Whites” in formerly lily-white regions (such as “Pennsylvania Dutch” country: such “desegregation” FORCES everyone to get out of their (demographic) “comfort-zone”.

“Self”-segregation is still segregation, and will still lead to the twin evils of ignorance and bigotry.

That’s why I’ve concluded that “homogeneous” areas must be utterly destroyed — NOT (necessarily) in the sense of being totally annihilated, but rather, in the sense that their homogeneity  must be obliterated.

Ideally, even “self”-segregation should be impossible, by any means other than barricading oneself in ones own dwelling.


I’ll freely admit that the “Geography of religion” has shaped ME, too:

Quite frankly, if I had not been subjected to the (comparatively) out-of-the-ordinary mess that passes for “Pennsylvania Dutch” culture, I would probably have turned out more like (almost) everyone else I’ve ever met: I would probably have (uncritically) “swallowed” whatever had been foisted on me during childhood.

this is especially true for people who are born and “raised” in a “monolithic” (sub)culture.

For example: if I had been born into a Mennonite (or Amish) family, I would have been “programmed” almost from birth to avoid “excessive” contact with anyone originating from “outside” of that specific subculture.

At the base of any such subcultural “identity” is the notion of “us” vs. “them”.  Moreover, there is always an implicit – and/or explicit – notion that “their” way of life/beliefs, etc. are inferior to “ours”, and more, that “excessive” contact with them is somehow “dangerous”.

This makes sense from the standpoint of control: how are you going to perpetrate your specific ethno-religious “subculture” on the next generation of ignorant slaves, unless you can convince (or frighten) them into obeying your edicts?

This is where the animus against “foreign” ideas comes from:  no subcultural “identity” can perpetuate itself if it cannot convince (or delude) those subject to it, that it is right.

The best way to do that is: “if WE are “right”….and THEY differ from us — then THEY must be WRONG.”

A perfect illustration of this is the following Moral Oren clip:

<p><a href=”″>S2 E8 – The Lords Prayer</a> from <a href=”″>peppermint larry</a> on <a href=””>Vimeo</a&gt;.</p>

This is one reason (among many) why the Amish tend to faction over ever more petty and inane bullshit (like some guy’s hat-brim being “too wide”, or suchlike).

Or, as the joke I’ve posted a few times now puts it:

The funniest joke

I was walking across a bridge one day, and I saw a man standing on the edge, about to jump. I ran over and said: “Stop. Don’t do it.”

“Why shouldn’t I?” he asked.

“Well, there’s so much to live for!”

“Like what?”

“Are you religious?”

He said: “Yes.”

I said: “Me too. Are you Christian or Buddhist?”


“Me too. Are you Catholic or Protestant?”


“Me too. Are you Episcopalian or Baptist?”


“Wow. Me too. Are you Baptist Church of God or Baptist Church of the Lord?”

“Baptist Church of God.”

“Me too. Are you original Baptist Church of God, or are you Reformed Baptist Church of God?”

“Reformed Baptist Church of God.”

“Me too. Are you Reformed Baptist Church of God, Reformation of 1879, or Reformed Baptist Church of God, Reformation of 1915?”

He said: “Reformed Baptist Church of God, Reformation of 1915.”

I said: “Die, heretic scum,” and pushed him off.