The Church
The Church was formed in the early 21st Century Earth culture, in an area known as “Texas” in what was known as the “United States of America.”
Founders developed a unique formula to attract adherents: take all the world religions, subtract any pesky requirements involving mercy, understanding, or sharing, and highlight the necessity of hating and killing anyone different from the worshipper. Greed was also highly encouraged.
It spread like wildfire throughout the world, the galaxy, and the universe.
Giant indoor venues were created. No religious iconography could be found anywhere, and altars were replaced by Jumbo-trons. Children were sent to play video games, where they simulated killing. Depending on where they were located, they could “Mangle the Muslim,” “Hurt the Hindu”, “Jab the Jew,” “Crush the Christian,” or “Smear the Queer.” As it spread, every culture and species added its own group to hate.
Each group believed themselves to be the “true Church,” and thus began the Everlasting War. War profiteers and corporations gleefully celebrated the simultaneous burst of consumer spending and elimination of any silly “oversight;” greed, after all, was now a religious obligation.
Only one small island of innocents remained. One group, who the Church could not touch. Blogadoon. The Church’s greatest fear was that Blogadoon would someday be found, and their archaic practices of love, acceptance and wealth redistribution would take hold.
Blogadoon must never, ever be found.
Founders developed a unique formula to attract adherents: take all the world religions, subtract any pesky requirements involving mercy, understanding, or sharing, and highlight the necessity of hating and killing anyone different from the worshipper. Greed was also highly encouraged.
It spread like wildfire throughout the world, the galaxy, and the universe.
Giant indoor venues were created. No religious iconography could be found anywhere, and altars were replaced by Jumbo-trons. Children were sent to play video games, where they simulated killing. Depending on where they were located, they could “Mangle the Muslim,” “Hurt the Hindu”, “Jab the Jew,” “Crush the Christian,” or “Smear the Queer.” As it spread, every culture and species added its own group to hate.
Each group believed themselves to be the “true Church,” and thus began the Everlasting War. War profiteers and corporations gleefully celebrated the simultaneous burst of consumer spending and elimination of any silly “oversight;” greed, after all, was now a religious obligation.
Only one small island of innocents remained. One group, who the Church could not touch. Blogadoon. The Church’s greatest fear was that Blogadoon would someday be found, and their archaic practices of love, acceptance and wealth redistribution would take hold.
Blogadoon must never, ever be found.
8 Comments:
Holy Shit! I feel like a... something....!
Jeez dudette, this is fun!! Who's next?
Oh, and 1nst mofo...!... oooh yeaaahhh.....
You know, there a was once a really cool bloke who lived years and years ago and spoke out against injustice, prejudice and organised religion. Very funny how all the really cool stuff gets swamped by people desperate to murder someone to free someone else from what another person is doing. Bummer.
In my 8th grade gym class we used to play a game every friday that our coach affectionately called Smear the Queer. The Queer being the person who currently had control of the football (american) and the smearing being that everyone else would try to get the football by greivously injuring "The Queer".
It was great. It was also one of the last bastions of non-PC commonalities. God I miss the days when I could say Black instead of African American. That's a 7:1 syllable ratio. I miss being able to say cripple instead of disadvantaged american or differently abled. 4:1 and 3:1 ratios, respectively. Fuck that shit.
Of course if we called everyone "person" or "people," no one would have to complain.
Wow.
That description of "The Church" sounds spookily real!
You know what we need?
Liberal use of the word spookily.
You know what we need? Someone to get off his ass and write something.
this entry sounds spookily like the davinci code.
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