Man Up! Cried the Centurion

Ye shall tread down the wicked













For they shall be ashes under the soles of your feet

(Malachi 4)




The day came when Joshua was presented before God. Bits of food protruded from his hair. His clothes were muddy, he stank of urine, and little rivers of feces ran down his thighs, upon the carpets of heaven.




Satan roared and cast his head into his hands, and sprawled and shook. Called the kid a blasphemy before Holy God.


On July 5 cleanup operations commenced following Independence Day celebrations in Phoenix.




Jumbo dustpan.


A Homeland-makers work is never done!





As Global Village Super-visor Darlene Superville reports, on Independence Day, Malia Obama turned 13.



















The Leader of the Legions, the Great Black Hope, like any proud primate gathered his grrls on the South Lawn. Alpha display sighting! O'er the veldt they viewed fireworks above the National Mall. Took a day for the post-display cloud to fly backwards to Phoenix.




Here's a piece about tinseltown tool Ashton Kutcher, who along with his owner, Demi Moore, asserts that 100,000 to 300,000 kids are "trafficked" each year in America as sexual slaves. . . reminiscent of the assurance last January by Medea and Law Enforcement that thousands of children would be forced into prostitution at the 2011 Super Bowl.





Of course, there were no child prostitutes. No vast network of pubescent sexual slaves snatched from their grammar schools, and chained to cheap hotel room bedposts, thence to serve the vile appetites of Those Evil Males . . . in this case, attending a football game.



Best defense is a good offense. Men, constantly under assault, cannot defend themselves. (L.D. can tho!)





On July 1, Obie from Mayberry bled-out Philadelphia, haunt of Benjie Franklin and his Independence Insurgents. Reason for Royal Visit: fundraising. Nation's in great shape; plenty of time for warchesting.



Thank Goddess the poor guy took a break from his mini-vacations and golf holidays.



Who is the liar? It is the man who denies that Jesus is the Christ. Such a man is the antichrist--he denies the Father and the Son. (1 John 2:22)




Dotters dominated the White Houses of Barry Soetoro, Junior Bush, and Hilderbeest/Slick Willie, while the New Woman Order consolidated world-wide.




The last vibrant little boy scampering through the Oval Office saw his daddy's head blown open on rewindable tape. They let him think about that a few decades, until JohnJohn's own number came up.


Ashtoreth and Moloch, First Lady and Idserpent.




Previous Fathers' Days saw Pharobie, the Voice of Venus, denigrating and shaming fatherhood from every possible perspective. This year he kicked-back and let his pal from Britain do the dirty work.



While the melted remains of Thomas Ball yet stained the foul entranceway of the Cheshire County Courthouse in New Hampshire, Prime Minister David Cameron railed for manblood:



It's high time runaway dads were stigmatised, and the full force of shame was heaped upon them," he said. "They should be looked at like drink-drivers, people who are beyond the pale. They need the message rammed home to them, from every part of our culture, that what they're doing is wrong – that leaving single mothers, who do a heroic job against all odds, to fend for themselves simply isn't acceptable.




"High time?" Hunting fathers has been formal law AND informal public policy for decades in the Anglosphere. Debtor-imprisonment has been resurrected in America specifically for this purpose.




Not a word about who files the overwheming majority of divorce applications; not a word about who commits the majority of serious child abuse and child-murders.



Runaways definitely has that "escaped from the Plantation"ring to it.



Full force of shame. . . drunk drivers. . . need the message rammed home to them has the Raped in Jail by Big Bubba undercurrent going. Cameron's boss is more subtile.




A few days after Cameron's hate-bleat, West Oxfordshire Conservative Association chairman Christopher Shale was "found dead" in a portable toilet at the Glastonbury Music Festival.



A former "close associate" of Canny Cammy, Shale recently had Jumped the Sark, calling Tory Party members "graceless, voracious, crass, always on the take." (In G.B., Tories = conservatives.)





We've got the same Parties on this side of the Pond, Chris!




After penning those words in a memo, a Party official contacted Mr. Shale and advised against spreading such truthbits to the press.




To ensure compliance, and taking no chances, they deposited Chris Shale in Lucy's Loo. Pulled the old football away again, at the last second.








He died at the biggest ROCK festival in the world, in the toilets [symbolic of the Eqyptian Underworld , the Duat] next to an enormous pyramid while awaiting various soulless performers to drum out their rock and roll. See AF's Rock of Aegis for full article and comments.









Egypt forced the enslaved Israel-lights into the most onerous work possible -- making bricks for construction of The Empire, for the personal glory of Pharaoh and Pharaoh's Phamily. Constantly inhaling brick-dust and toxins, the work was a slow, agonizing death, as the slaves created the bricks of their own bondage.

Cheshire County Courthouse, post immolation

Junior Bush, September 11, 2011, Booker Elementary School, reading from The Pet Goat













funerary text, Egyptian Book of Caverns, section one (New Kingdom, circa 1500 B.C.; in this type of codex, the underworld or Duat is represented in the bottom register; slaves are bound, some decapitated)




Slaves -- even those retaining heads -- can't speak for themselves. If they try, they end up blue in the loo.



Even when slaves have tongues, they're often so tramuatized that speech is almost impossible. Occasionally, under the right conditions, they might squeak out a few words. Each syllable an agony and a cost.






The founder of a controversial school that treats severely autistic and emotionally disturbed children by shocking them into submission with the use of electrodes has been forced to quit the institution and serve five years' probation.




Matthew Israel, a Harvard-trained psychologist, has created a treatment that is unique to the US and possibly the world. The Judge Rotenberg Center just outside Boston, disciplines its students using a punishment machine that Israel invented called the GED, which gives a two-second electric shock to the skin of up to 90 milliamps.



Israel, obviously, has veered off track, and whether in AZ or MA, worships at the Synagogue of Satan, with its titles and tenures and endowments, its pomps and authorities and honorariums and conferences. Its binder handouts.


Its clubs and its cages. Its cuffs and electrodes.



Finally got you punk. For starters. How funny is it now?



Joseph rests in Judah's arms. With all Israel scattered, the Holy One welcomes a new tribe, already formed. An unknown people, strangers, whose priest is Delight before God's throne.


Like all two-year-olds, Kaylee Anthony could get to crying, which mom Casey managed with doses of chloroform and spools of duct-tape. That freed up Mom to hit the dance clubs and shake her bootie. As Oprah preaches, nothing's more important to a woman than self-affirmation and self-validation.



During one validation, Kaylee died.


Casey blamed the tragedy largely on (unfounded) sexual molestations by her father. She got around to blaming others too, gradually. It worked, usually does. Trace the "problem" to a Male, and U.S. juries acquit.




We've all learned lo these decades running that females do not lie and do not do bad things. That'd be males and the Patriarchy.




In reality Casey was just another spoiled, venal, utterly selfish Western woman physically abusing her kid, without the crucial presence of a man to restrict her pathologies.




Because Casey is young, white, pretty, and most most importantly female, she was deemed innocent of Kaylee's death. They're probably tracking down Casey's father right now.





While Ms. Duct Tape walks, Julian Wendrow spends 80 days in Mammy's Mancages via accusations of raping his severely autistic daughter.





Fool. Next time he'll know better, and be born white and female.






The Detroit Free Press documents it; the journalism is quite good, but the nuances, especially regarding otties, understandably is not their forte.



As you read the piece, count how many female government employees appear as worshippers/remuneratees of our Gynogulag. America doesn't produce anything anymore; production is a guy-thing.





America consumes its boys and men, and the bounty of the world. One by one, inexorably males are isolated and singled into the glistening, well-oiled MaSheen, and even when they "win" they are traumatized for life.




Sgt. Tara Kane led the investigation. Tara = goddess. In Buddhism, Tara is calle the Mother of Liberation. Such a shock, eh? Tibetarn Buddhists title her The Fierce Protectress.





Of herself. Everybody else can chew brick-dust and pace in tiny cages. Those clever Buddhies forgot to mention that.




Ireland's Hill of Tara sports the Stone of Destiny. The site is an homage to the Goddess, and is associated with "kingship rituals." Look up Dealey Plaza for more info on what that really means.





See Newspaceman for related info.



As for Kane, well, you know what that means.





Our Goodhearted Gynogulag made little Tara Kane a Sergeant!



Isn't that Progressive! Now she's "leading investigations." Why not promote her automatically to Captain? Or how about just plain Galactic Goddess? Doesn't need actual qualifications or experience: she's a female, stupid!



First day on the job, we find Sergeant Kandy Kane "investigating" a subject (autism) she couldn't possibly understand. Not in a million matriarchies.





Facilitated Communication should never be used by the State, particularly in criminal prosecutions. Because the subject otties are nonverbal, FC is open to misuse by people with all kinds of agendas and psychological pathologies. Verification of important points must always be confimed by multiple "blind" facilitators, to ensure the gist of the communication is accurate, and stems from the ottie (even if partially influenced by the facilitator.)





Beginning in middle school, they [daughter's parents] pushed FC, threatening to sue the school district if it didn't hire a full-time aide to facilitate their daughter.





Big mistake.





The parents first alienate the people having care of their daughter Aislinn, then they allow the school to choose an aide -- as if such a relationship can be reduced to finance, to chance, to the Sistem.



What they got was Cynthia "Cyonara" Scarsella, who prompty threw her entire insane ego into the matter, "facilitating" poetry, algebra, and oh btw accusations of rape by the girl's father.




All in a day's Aiding, eh Cyn?



Well the rape accusations got the Sistem a'whirrin instantly, and soon public Do-Gooders of various economic interests were all over the case and its inevitable Perpetrators. Ms. Scarsella received significant rapt attention, a motivation that usually factors in.




Dad and Mom were promptly placed in cages. On the "evidence" of one female's word pretending to "facilitate" a mute autistic girl.






Being trapped in silence is a daily grind for severe (Kanners, nonverbal) autistics. The extraordinary intelligence of many compounds the frustrations.


Human beings are provided with FC, a tool and technique to give the voiceless a voice. Result? FC is instead employed by the Sistem as a prosecutorial and accusatory adjunct, that a constant stream of public employees -- overwhelmingly female -- might be funded to "discover" more Perpetrators, and subsequently to make More Fabulous Purchases.





Julian was placed in a holding cell where he spent four nights sleeping on the concrete floor. Thal was released on bond, but forbidden to see her children. Then Julian was moved into the general jail population. His bond was set at $250,000, which the couple couldn't afford. As a result, Julian remained in jail, frightened of other inmates, frightened of the 75 years hard time he faced as an accused child rapist.





The Wendrows' 13-year-old son with Aspergers Syndrome was thugged by a cop into "confessing" to the "guilt" of his own father. Our Glorious Gynogulag, in her Full Flying Glory!





His parents weren't there. He had no attorney present. His court-appointed guardian, Abbie Shuman of Southfield, wasn't notified of the interrogation, so she wasn't there, either.


Detective Joseph Brousseau told the crying boy he had tapes of his father sexually assaulting the girl. He also said he had tapes of the boy assaulting his sister and crime lab evidence that implicated his father.

None of it was true, but it would be months before the boy would learn that.


Believing the police actually had tapes and lab evidence implicating his father, the boy cried, "I've lost the image I had of my dad, the image of a trustworthy person!"


But the boy insisted, repeatedly, that there was no abuse in the house. Brousseau continued to press.


"Bullshit, man!" he shouted, as the boy rocked, wept and wiped his nose.




"You know what was going on because you've experienced it firsthand."
Later, Brousseau warned: "You think you feel guilty now? Wait until later, when that guilt just eats at you because you didn't do the right thing and help your sister."




"Man up," the detective pressed on. "Tell the truth."





Finally, the boy gave up what police believed was incriminating evidence: His father sometimes showered nude with the girl because she couldn't wash her own hair. Thal Wendrow did the same, although that wasn't asked in the interview.



Finally, the GynoGrovellers had the "evidence" they so desperately wanted. Heck, they figured, maybe we'll get lucky and he'll burn himself alive.






The use of such a triviality as "damning evidence" is reminiscent of Thomas James Ball slapping his daughter, for which many were happy to see him die.



Slapping a four-year-old in the face isn't OK anytime, but right this instant there are literally thousands of females, in the U.S. alone, doing far worse things to kids. Amerika isn't interested in that, though, because there is no political or financial capital gained in protecting kids from their primary abusers and murderers -- females.


Thomas' moment of anger was an isolated incident, and if that's the standard for removing kids from the lives of parents, pretty much nobody will ever have a dad again. Which, obviously, has been the aim of the Gulag for over a century now.


Likewise, for Amerikans who have never cared 24/7 for an autistic child -- much less TWO of them in one household -- showering with a nonverbal child looks very bad.




Taking care of otties is a rewarding but exhausting experience, and Kanner-level otties (nonverbal and often unresponsive to requests) are constantly soiling themselves. It's a losing battle trying to keep their pull-ups clean, and their bottoms dry so they don't rash. Then you're really screwed. And Julian Wendrow was bathing his daughter with his wife present in the house.



An average person would say, well, why not just put on a bathing suit? Problem solved.



In retrospect, the Wendrows probably wish they'd done just that. They hadn't counted on the voracious Eye of Big Sis, however.






Julian would be tugging on that wet bathing suit many times every day, and with a blazillion other details needing doing, it was probably just quicker to strip off, jump in the shower, and wash the urine and feces off the bottom (and back, and legs, and hair) of his daughter for the tenth time that day.




Makes sense when you're under the gun. But it doesn't make sense to the endless moral mother superiors. Here's a guy trying to be a good father under very difficult conditions, conditions that truly can only be understood by other caretakers of autistic kids.



The Wendrows' son is bullied into disgracing and accusing his own father! They force the boy to demean a fine, if imperfect, man. They badger and bully an emotionally vulnerable aspie kid into declaring loss of trust in his own father!



The Cloud closes on thee, O Phoenix. How will you rise that cannot even see?



And they all forsook him, and fled. And there followed him a certain young man, having a linen cloth cast about his naked body; and the young men [temple police] laid hold on him. And he left the linen cloth, and fled from them naked. (Mark 14, brackets added)


And entering into the sepulchre, they saw a young man sitting on the right side, clothed in a long white garment; and they were affrighted. 'Ye seek Jesus of Nazareth, which was crucified: he is risen; he is not here. (Mark 16)


And the sister of the young man Jesus loved was there with his mother and Salome, but Jesus received them not. (Secret Gospel of Mark)


The LORD rebuke thee, O Satan; even the LORD that hath chosen Jerusalem rebuke thee: is not this a brand plucked out of the fire? Now Joshua was clothed with filthy garments, and stood before the angel. And he answered and spake unto those that stood before him, saying, Take away the filthy garments from him. And unto him he said, Behold, I have caused thine iniquity to pass from thee, and I will clothe thee with change of raiment. (Zechariah 3)





Like Thomas James Ball, Fathres 4 Justice founder Matt O'Connor understands the direness of the moment, beginning a hunger strike on July 10 to protest David Cameron's slanders.


Speaking through the admirable servant Malachi, God closes the Old Testament describing the conditions and offers at the end of time, immediately prior to visitation.


For, behold, the day cometh, that shall burn as an oven; and all the proud, yea, and all that do wickedly, shall be stubble: and the day that cometh shall burn them up, saith the LORD of hosts, that it shall leave them neither root nor branch.



But unto you that fear my name shall the Sun of righteousness arise with healing in his wings; and ye shall go forth, and grow up as calves of the stall.



And ye shall tread down the wicked; for they shall be ashes under the soles of your feet in the day that I shall do this, saith the LORD of hosts.



Remember ye the law of Moses my servant, which I commanded unto him in Horeb for all Israel, with the statutes and judgments.


Behold, I will send you Elijah the prophet before the coming of the great and dreadful day of the LORD:


And he shall turn the heart of the fathers to the children, and the heart of the children to their fathers, lest I come and smite the earth with a curse.







With typical generosity, Christ attributes this potential restoration to "Elijah," but surely both know such a vast miracle comes only from God. Elijah's part would be small, though significant.


In the desperation of these times, and of the times to come, we aren't urged to buy gold, or store grains, or attend Bible Collge, or explore Jupiter . . . or even to pray, for that matter. The Father's Kingdom is practical.




We are commanded to aid the restoration of fatherhood, and to facilitate and support the love between boys and men, in a fatherly or guardianship sense. Instead, fathers are international scapegoats or, at best, ineffective adjuncts to the family ruler, mom and State. Worse, many women use boys as weapons against men, for selfish and trivial reasons.




Globally, nationally, and individually, our greatest hope is in restoring the loving bonds between men and boys. Everything else -- economics, environment, leadership -- will sort out thereforth. An earth cursed beyond its present state would be bleak indeed. God does not consider fatherhood and sonship optional to humanity.




Let's fix it, and fix it quick. They're about to close the Book.