Pseudomasonic Playganisms

Oh do tell me what it is, that compels this occult charade by existentialist wankers looking for a sacrificial cash cow? That old mystical allure of secret signs and sigils, on an inane quest for the holy grail of cocaine addled mysogyny. Just sit there and wile behind your shallow artisan guile, with all the rhetorical trappings of xenophobia behind a facade of theosophical gibberish. Waiting for us so-called philistines to buy into your cyber-schisms of plastic temple craft, à la all gods are one...about as enlightening as watching paint blister on a barn door.

Mad Dogs and Englishmen

A Dubious Story of Ethnic Racial Identity

Okay British Isles or whatever you aspire to call yourselves, wtf is going on? While I can understand cultural identity, things have sure been bordering on racism with too many of you, say nothing of the UKIP. Call it patriotism, national pride, but when it starts propagandizing terms like “Lebensraum” and “Urheimat” it's not like I can't hear the goose-stepping. Frankly, you should have known better to define religious tolerance properly, no matter how much your feudal church and state feels itself the historical exception to all the rest of the EU. Allowing Sharija, or any other form of religious fundamentalism the diplomatic immunity to harass and subjugate your citizens, can only seem criminal negligence, if not the intent to victimize any real individual freedom of choice...and failing this, the politics of exclusion by majority rule. Indeed I've seen this kind of isolationism played out on too many social networks not to notice. As for the question of racial identity, I see Anglo-Saxon reconstructionists and Odinists trying to preach some aryan genealogy to tell me the Celts are just a myth, while their Celtic opponents insist on some elite lineage going back to the Solutrean/Cro-Magnons, excluding anyone who doesn't speak some Brythonic or Goidelic language. My ancestors have many proud and colourful backgrounds, but it's not so much where they came from, as what they did to overcome such stubborn obstacles of religion and politics. So might I warn you, you're not doing yourselves any favours by preaching such nonsense at me, just to make your genetic bottleneck someone else's problem. Maybe you should worry more about the rising sea levels or is that why you are behaving like rats on a sinking ship? Think about it.

Fashion Statements

Why are so many wiccans hell bent on shoving their fashion statements down everyone's throat? Did they wear out their "Charmed" and "Harry Potter" DVDs to so blatantly assume that clichés like their rede, esbats and sabbats serve anything tangible outside of Christian myth, and its belief that the Kaballah has anything to do with black magic? Wicca is not an ancient pagan tradition, but a Rosicrucian muse contrived by Gerald Gardner back in 1949. Needless to say, marauding around in hooded robes like a bunch of 12th century monastic throwbacks is exactly where all that necromantic nonsense is really coming from, namely the erotic grimoires of Medieval Christian celebates; save all the rest of that pedantic Babylonian hocum, allegedly the spark of all human enlightenment. It would be nice if these people would actually read some proper anthropology, instead of emulating the pulp fiction of wannabe new age gurus.

The Sins of the Fathers

Since my mother died on December 26th of last year, things have been going to shit at the speed of light. It was bad enough having to watch someone very close suffer like that, for all the ineptitudes of the medical system when it comes to dealing with terminal cancer. I barely get the urn into the ground and there comes an eviction notice from our landlord via some mickey mouse court making all kinds of threats and accusations. Needless to say, I had to resort to my legal insurance as my brother couldn't get it together with his legal aid applications (still hasn't) when actually hoping some desperado on Facebook might offer him planefare to the promised land; and believe me this hasn't been the first time. Like his father, this man has a proverbial track record for avoiding any personal responsibility to the point of break, preferably running off to some foreign country before shit happens. How convenient his secret plans of dumping his wife on me in some ridiculously priced appartment like the state is going to pay for it. Say nothing of violating the terms and conditions of his insolvency by not only wanting to abandon his wife, but leaving Europe for a remote country in far worse financial dire straights than this one. In his own twisted mind, it's his revenge for me for not giving 200 percent for all his false promises, even though it nearly landed me in the morgue last June...and all the while I was in rehab, he plundered my mother's account until there was scarcely enough left to cover her medical bills- say nothing of the total 1000 euros overhead I had to pay in electrical bills and I don't even have hot water upstairs. In the meantime he's running up a fantastic phone bill with those seductive calls to New Zealand from my bathroom in the dead of night. Sneaking into my bedroom to surreptitiously use my skype has been taking its toll on my sleep yet he complains when I walk into his place to discuss unresolved issues that will never supercede the importance of his chatting up prospective galley slaves on facebook. Nonetheless, I can't imagine anyone buying into all those sugar coated lies, unless they're just as deluded as he is, or even worse a come-on for secret interests of their own. As for me, I'm out of here the minute I find a new place, come what will.