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The Kook of Ruth Pt.2 (Re-tease the Karen!)

“Narcissists are consumed with maintaining a shallow false self to others. They’re emotionally crippled souls that are addicted to attention. Because of this they use a multitude of games, in order to receive adoration. Sadly, they are the most ungodly of God’s creations because they don’t show remorse for their actions, take steps to make amends or have empathy for others. They are morally bankrupt.”

– Shannon L.  Alder

Greetings, Bitchiteers!

I don’t know about you, but I just love Winter, and everything about it- the crispness of the air, the biting wind in your face, the rationalizing that there’s no prescribed time as to when you can have hot chocolate, and the best part of all, the grey feeling of desolation that hangs in the sky. That is, until that annoyingly perky season known as “Spring” shows up, and crashes the snowbound shindig

And while my fashion palette declares earnestly to anyone who’ll listen that I’m an Autumn, my soul has always been wearing an ugly sweater and sipping a heated Dr. Pepper, as I languidly sprawl in front of a roaring fire, listening to a CD of Billy Idol’s Christmas album; “Happy Holidays” on repeat.

Snicker all that you want, but this will-never-not-be-a-classic disc, is a certified gas. More importantly, it makes me truly happy, since as of late, I’ve found myself yet again, venomously dealing with a person so egocentric, that even Plato, who advocated for the Geocentric Model regarding planetary orbits, would recommend that they pick up a science book, if only to discover that they’re not the center of the known universe.

urrent screed is notated as a “Pt. 2”, it stands to reason that this is a continuance of my previous blogvella, where I revisited a previous chew-toy of mine, and suggested in essence, that when it came to the particularly hateful harpy that I was writing about, their current dedication to exhibiting their “crazy” so openly might not necessarily be curable, but it could be medicated, and perhaps that would be the first step in bringing this wackadoo back to the land of Reality that the remainder of us whose brains still work correctly, happily call home.

To argue my point, I exhibited some of their publicly online assertions, as well as their self-pitying passion plays, and as usual, approached my somewhat caustic take dispensing the milk of human kindness, as only I can. From a non-working refrigerator, that’s been sitting in the middle of the Sahara for three and a half weeks.

I feel however, that despite my inherent snarkiness, the inane individual that I was allegorically flaying alive using nothing else save their own words, actions, and online segments to do so, my admiration for their commitment to foisting dazzlingly dense displays of disingenuousness upon the undeserving public at large, was truly impressive, to say the very least.

If I had to draw a parallel between their following through on showing us all what a failing public education system would look like as a person, while remaining true to themselves, I’d label them as the Mandolorian of Morons.

Sorry. That was rude of me to suggest, given that the Mandolorian himself, is a complex character with an adherence to a [personal creed that honors self-sacrifice above all else, and today’s return guest idea of true altruism, is to milk every drop out of her homespun drama, as if it were the last vestiges of Manna from Heaven itself.  

As someone who rightfully prides themselves on their own personal productivity, I can’t tip my hat hard enough to show my envy concerning this person’s efficiency at mass-producing the very drug they need to remain feeling both delusionally relevant, if not morally superior to everyone else.

Without any further ado, let me take this moment to re-introduce an individual who blazes her own path, as if she were Anakin Skywalker taking a shortcut through a Jedi preschool, and of whom, author Walter Bagehot might have coined the following: “Nothing is more unpleasant than a virtuous person with a mean mind.” Granted, todays squeal on a stick is far meaner than she’s ever been virtuous, but let’s not quibble over semantics, shall we?

Ladies and Gentlemen, may I present the answer to what happens when a Bible and a lack of access to birth control, decide to have a one-night stand, and accidentally spawn a barely sentient stack of rancid communion wafers, so put your hands together for Silver City’s very own …

RUTH DARLENE SEAWOLF!!!
(Off in the distance, a singular cricket chirps, as a lone tumbleweed rolls on by…)

Bitchiteers? We’ve talked about this- regardless of whose head is locked in the stocks of my Hasbro French Revolution Playset, you still have to clap, and show the decorum of proper respect, even if that person doesn’t deserve it. Especially then. After all, when the emblematic guillotine blade is dropped and all is said and sone, I’ll have yet another work of public service under my belt, and you’ll get a spanking brand-new soccer ball to play with. Everybody’s a winner.

Well, everybody but Ruth, that is. Or come to think of it, anyone else that has to sadly deal with her lack of a truly dizzying intellect on a consistent basis. I’ve often said that one of my key tests in determining the likeability of a person, is to ask myself whether or not I could handle being trapped with them in an elevator for about an hour or so, which overall, I’ve always felt is an adequate timeframe in which to ascertain such an abstract concept. .

In Seawolf’s case, not only would I go out of my way to not find myself sharing a lift with her, I‘d make it a point to take the stairs, just to avoid any risk of my metaphorical scenario occurring in the first place. And I say this, both as a partial amputee who’d missing a quarter of his left foot, and as someone who’d rather jump out a window during a high-rise fire, rather than negotiate a stairwell with my cane.

But in the end, it really wouldn’t matter, because despite all evidence to the contrary, if Ruth and I did find ourselves trapped within a box of steel, overflowing with her speculative Ego, asking her beforehand as to whether it was crucial that we got along or not, would most likely be met with this response:Unfortunately for Seawolf’s false decree, her own public displays of near-sociopathic pettiness, have proven this valuation of hers to be entirely false, if not wholly hypocritical. Seawolf does care, and that, quite a lot, it seems. I’ve met some drama queens in my day, but I never thought I’d honestly hear of someone in my small hamlet, who could do a one-woman play of “La Cage Aux Folles” without breaking a sweat, let me tell you.

And while I myself, refuse to believe in the concept of an all-powerful, all-seeing, and omnipotent God, as I really don’t want to help enable unreliable and inconsequential sociopaths, I’d be of the mindset that if such a deity did exist, he’d consciously avoid Seawolf as if she were a Mormon Sister he accidentally gave his real name and phone number to, after an awkward one-night stand just outside of Provo.

We’ve all heard the phrase; “Jesus protect me from your followers”, but has anyone ever considered the strong possibility that when dealing with cafeteria Christians like Seawolf, he himself, may utter the same under his breath? I’d happily point out that for someone who claims to use her rarely opened copy of the “Good Book” as a guide for living her life, Seawolf references her Facebook one far more often, as a rule.  

I knew that being addicted to drama can manifest as a real concern for some people, but JFC…  is it really possible to be jonesing for a hit 24/7? Apparently so, and I say this as a person who, despite looking forward to confrontation the way a preschooler looks forward to Christmas morning, has been known to take the occasional break every now and then,

If Ruth on the other hand, through either legalities or the nature of her personal circumstances at the time, found herself being forcibly detoxed cold turkey style, of her obsessive need to create territorial turbulence, she just may, through the severity of her withdrawal, inadvertently craft the unintentional sequel to Nikki Sixx’s the Heroin Diaries.

Once again, Seawolf posts a declaration of self, only to later negate it, or pretend like I always do with the Star Wars prequels, that said self-own never existed in the first place. If God thinks so highly of her, then why is she always (allegedly) under some form of spiritual duress? If God rewards those who praise him ceaselessly, shouldn’t Seawolf have achieved her VIP status by now, thereby granting her the perk of being safe from harm under the gaze of his ever-watching eye?

After all, if Ruth is to be believed, which, on most days, is a 90/10 split at its supreme best, she’s apt to be down on her knees servicing the Lord, which truly sounds somewhat dirty, but seriously, is not meant to be. So, if any of this is true, then why would she feel compelled to say something like this in the past?

Yep. You heard it here first, folks… the reason there’s so much drama swirling around Ruth as if she were a streaming service specializing in low-budget telenovelas, is because she “thinks differently”, which to be fair, is also a descriptive that one could apply to every single middle-aged White woman seen on YouTube, screaming at an African-American for doing nothing, save for existing.

I hate to burst your bubble Ruth, but in order to be considered as thinking differently, one actually has to be accused of being able to think first, and that’s an allegation that’s never been, nor will it ever be, a[plied to you. And if you need wonder why this is, may I suggest that you re-read anything you’ve posted online, as all will be made clear, even to a person such as yourself, who inaccurately perceives reality through eyes that have been superglued shut.

While her paranoia is entertaining, if not ingrained, knowing that Seawolf has accrued an “enemies list” of sorts, does raise a few questions, does it not? Are these enemies of hers real, such as Logic, Facts, and her oldest nemesis, Reality, or are they imaginary, like Satan, her Faith, her Empathy, or established dependability in regards to telling the truth as it actually is?  This is not to say outright that Seawolf is deceitful, but if she ever told me that Biggie Smalls was dead, I’d do my best to confirm that information with Tupac Shakur first.

The credibility of her assertions has been questioned within my small community not only by myself, but numerous others, and the collective conclusion that has been reached, is that you would think that for somebody who bears false witness as much as Seawolf does, she’d actually be somewhat competent at doing so by now. Nothing could be further from the truth, save for Ruth herself, that is, and that proven theorem is what I’ll be discussing as this screed progresses.

Regardless of topic, albeit Religion, Public Health, Politics, Cultural Norms, Civil Rights, or the proper temperature at which one should chill Ding Dongs, Seawolf being counted on to get it wrong, is an almost bankable certainty. And on those rare conditions when she does get “it” right, I can assure you that she’ll find some way to squander that attained good will, almost immediately.

One particular area where Ruth comes off as stunningly dumber than a box of Bibles, is the land of politics. Whether it’s crafting false analogies to connect dots that don’t line up, or fabricating falsities out of the thin air that encompasses the vacuous void between her ears, Seawolf consistently showcases why Right-wing media and its disseminators, should be classified as hazardous waste, and is the primary reason as to why her yearly CAT scan, tends to be designated as a reevaluation for a Superfund site. 

Take for instance, Seawolf’s deep insights regarding “what’s really going on”, and see tor yourselfYes Ruth. “They” really did need 2000 Marshalls for an inauguration, thanks to a largely unhinged contingent of your inane ilk attempting to overthrow democracy a short time before. Strange how you left that part out of your narrative I can only guess you were too busy being offended by the Capitol police stopping them from doing so.

As to Democrats “knowing what’s coming”, yes we do. a whole bunch of you are about to display your lack of intelligence on a level unforeseen in this country, but not uncommon among those who routinely spray-paint things inside a sealed garage.

As to Democrats “knowing what’s coming”, yes we do. a whole bunch of you are about to display your lack of intelligence on a level unforeseen in this country, but not uncommon among those who routinely spray-paint things inside a sealed garage. However, attempting to compare the violence, destruction, and faux patriot disrespect of one of America’s oldest and revered institutions to the disturbances springing from the relatively [peaceful anti-police protests across the country, is such a Karen take, that even Karen herself, wants to talk to your manager…. now.

But you’re right about one thing. Nobody is fooling an all-knowing, all-seeing God. Especially yourself, hence the reason why he’s polishing up the boot that he’ll use when he kicks your venomously disingenuous ass straight into the gaping maw of Hell. But then again, since he’s a myth that seems either powerless or wholly complicit, in relation to the harm that he foresees is about fo befall his creations, maybe the dice will roll in your favor, regardless.Man, this reads like an L. Ron Hubbard novel- complete with a plot that has so many disparate threads, you’d have to read it at least twice to understand the underpinning of insanity it took to scribe it in the first place.

So to recap, this odiously imaginative pile of pretentious pointlessness, the Clintons, Joe Biden, his nonelected son Hunter, were all in devious league with the nation of China, as well as a host of several other unnamed countries, to engineer the fall of Afghanistan, in order to cover up unspecified crimes, and only Ruth and her cabal of poetically ignorant pinheads, have managed to put the pieces of this conspiracy puzzle together.   

I particularly like her confidence in expressing that Biden, despite being integral to the subversion, is seemingly going to be deposed as collateral damage, in order to further an undescribed, yet somehow nefariously brilliant “evil agenda”, that she herself, can’t set the parameters of. Never let it be said that you can’t reach for the proverbial stars when you’re obviously mentally ill kids, for Ruth is shining proof that you can. Even if those “stars” are Sean Hannity, Laura Ingrahm, and of course, Tucker Carlson.

Sadly though, it’s apparently only going to get worse for Joe Biden, and Seawolf as usual, is all over it, using the inside information that the voices in her head provided her. Or maybe she got her intel off of a bumper sticker or even perhaps, from a meme. Somedays, its kind of hard to tell with her, given the fact that her grasp of political intrigue, is just as firm as the one she’s presented regarding her seemingly in decline sanity.

My mythical God… it all makes sense now. The Deep State, supported by corrupt Democrats, rigged the 2020 presidential election, tin order to install a political patsy, that for some unproven by evidence reason, is going to be eventually removed, so that his Indian-American female counterpart, can assume supreme control, in order to continue, and I quote; “their evil doing”, whatever the f**k that is.  Yup. It’s such a brilliantly subtle plan, that I can easily see why a rational mind could easily overlook it.

I would like to, if I may, point out yet another instance of hypocritically slurring Biden as being mentally incompetent from a group of people whose Fanta Fascist once said the following;

In regards to the topic of gay marriage, as quoted (1/5/11) in the New York Times: “It’s like in golf… A lot of people – I don’t want this to sound trivial – but a lot of people are switching to these really long putters, very unattractive… it’s weird. You see these great players with these really long putters, because they can’t sink three-footers anymore. And, I hate it. I am a traditionalist. I have so many fabulous friends who happen to be gay, but I am a traditionalist.”

This advice brought to you, by a person who believes in traditional marriage so much, he cheated on all three of his wives, two of whom, are ex-mistresses.

Concerning the valid issue of Global warming, as posted (6/10/12) on Twitter: “The concept of global warming was created by and for the Chinese in order to make U.S. manufacturing non-competitive.”

Not sure how that works out, but I’m sure the guy who manufactured his clothing line in China, kept secret bank accounts there, and allowed his daughter to acquire a boatload of trademarks as he paid them more in taxes there than he did in America, will definitely, one day, put them in their place.,

As quoted in the book, “TrumpNation: The Art of Being the Donald”, discussing one of his favorite movie scenes: “My favourite part [of Pulp Fiction] is when Sam has his gun out in the diner and he tells the guy to tell his girlfriend to shut up. ‘Tell that bitch to be cool. Say: Bitch be cool.’ I love those lines.”

This slice of misogyny offered up from a so-called man, who also once said on Face the Nation; “I will be phenomenal to the women. I mean, I want to help women.” Interesting approach, Donny. And who can ever forget his boast on Twitter regarding his Intelligence, where he declared; “Sorry losers and haters, but my IQ is one of the highest – and you all know it! Please don’t feel so stupid or insecure, it’s not your fault.”

And then, to show off that highest IQ, eventually went on to talk about how windmill noise causes cancer, toilets in America require ten flushes, how modern LED bulbs made him look orange, noted that; “What you’re seeing and what you’re reading is not what’s happening”, and in what may be be one of my personal favorites, said this, when asked about his desire to retrieve the remains of our nations veterans who were killed during the Korean War:

 “One of the things that really I’m happy is that the soldiers that died in Korea, their remains are going to be coming back home. And we have thousands of people that have asked for that- thousands and thousands of people. So many people asked when I was on the campaign,” Trump added. “I’d say, ‘wait a minute, I don’t have any relationship- but they said, ‘when you can, president, we’d love our son to be brought back home… you know, the remains.”

Trump openly declared that while he was on the campaign trail in 2016, the parents of our revered war dead asked for his direct assistance, but there’s one almost embarrassingly irrelevant problem in regards to this claim of his- that being, these alleged parents of soldiers who fought in the war, would’ve been (on average) roughly 100 years old at the time, and not one shred of evidence, be it a photo or a video clip, backs up his highly questionable claim. I know, I know… I was shocked too.

Mainly that anybody bought this pile of bulls**t at face value, but I digress. But let’s just ignore his track record of lies, misdirection, sexual perversion, graft, money laundering, violating visa law, treason, and stunning narcissistic ineptitude, to bash on Joe Biden, who unlike Trump, has never bragged on tape about wanting to f**k his own kid and sexually assaulting women, just before it was revealed that he had paid a pornstar to f**k him, while his wife was at home, caring for their newborn child.

And yet, despite all that I just laid out, the topic Seawolf feels the need to so desperately disuses is the intellect of the current president who, unlike the one she pleasures herself to, didn’t ignore the pandemic, didn’t downplay the events of January Sixth, didn’t push conspiracy theories to explain away his political and personal blunders, and most importantly, never insulted an alleged sexual assault victim, by saying; “She’s not my type’, as Trump publicly did, in regards to Elle magazine columnist, E. Jean Carroll.

Such an insensitive, if not outrightly insufferable comment BTW, not only proves that Trump’s boast about grabbing helpless women “by the pu**y” was by no means, just “locker room talk”, as his defenders have nauseatingly claimed, it also disturbingly indicates that out there somewhere, is, a “type” he’d be more than happy to rape, given the right circumstances. But let’s ignore that blatant admission, in favor of Ruth’s pathetic gaslighted distraction, instead.

That’s what I’ve always found interesting about Seawolf- whenever she points her finger at someone, the ones pointing back at her, resemble a pack of headless hydras. For an average person, this amount of tone-deafness in relation to one’s personal hypocrisy would be labeled as “stunning”, but when it comes to Ruth, I’ve; learned to see it as just another normal Tuesday.

When one takes into account Seawolf’s political ignorance, fondness for conspiracy theories, as well as her ever-increasing sociopathic zealotry, I can only estimate how long it will be before the streets of my small town suffer the experience of her running down them, screaming this at the top of her lungs:

If there truly is a “God” that exists, I can only hope that regardless of uts theological theology, they stress upon the voices in Seawolf’s head, the importance of remaining clothed as she does so,, for my town at this point, has already in my widely accepted opinion, suffered enough unwarranted degradation due to her brazenly arrogant presence within it.

When it comes to the small slice of a Norman Rockwell painting in which I live, Seawolf’s position as an honorary deacon of detestable idiosyncrasies is hardly a secret, but the fallout that should n=be meted out in response, is barely whispered about, for a reason I’ll address in a moment. This naturally, has led to Seawolf’s erroneous assumption that she’s somehow above reproach, and comfortably below the visibility of the community’s social radar, but this belief, like most of the ones that Ruth holds dear, is starting to show signs of rapidly advancing attrition.

What Seawolf fails to realize, is that the emotion of fear is stereotypically underpinned by the sub-emotion of hate- either it’s the hatred of consequences that keeps people in check, or hating the conceptual reality that regardless of what actions you undertake, you can’t do anything to keep the fear at bay. This fear, is both the fuel and the tool that Seawolf exploits to keep her detractors at bay, and even I will admit, she’s got quite the knack for dispensing it.

However, it’s not because she possesses cunning, or a feral intellect, it’s because those on the receiving end of her wrath, believe her to be mentally unwell, or as one of her Facebook-based vendettas recently told me; “I think she’s crazier than a s**thouse rat on crack, and I’ve got kids to worry about.”

Now, this is not to say that Seawolf herself would ever do anything violent, but if one reads the comments posted on her social media victim statements, she does have a few in her only-one-book club, who seem more than eager to dispense their own form of vengeful vigilantism, as noted in an earlier blogvella: of mine:So, it’s not Ruth’s being correct, pr the strength of her assertions that keeps the people of my town silent, it’s their collective concern that one day, they’re going to wake up one day with the allegorical head of Christ in their bed, as if they were starring in the TBN remake of the Godfather. Let us not all forget though, that when it comes to who the true casualty of cruel fate is, it’s always going to be Seawolf hands down, who as we all know by how, is blameless for all that happens to her.

But, here’s the best bit about hatred-driven fear, Ruth- it galvanizes people to bide their time, waiting for cracks in your armor to appear. It eventually inspires them, to rise up as one great overpowering mass, and even more so, when they sense metaphorical blood in the water. When the time comes for your long-overdue fall, its all on you, nobody else. And all the Facebook posts in the world won’t save you from the social shunning you’ve been earning in installments, since only your mythical God knows when.

That’s the flaw of self-invented drama Ruth- in the end, it’s akin to tying an engine block around your neck, as you go searching for refuge within the Marianas Trench of your own hubris.

Speaking of which…

Seawolf, who fancies herself a community organizer, when she’s not organizing faux outrage targeting her own community, also currently oversees a Facebook page known as “Silver City Reviews, Experiences & Recommendations” the description of which, is as follows:

“ This is a page set up specifically for people to review local and surrounding cities, and online sites & companies, stores, products, restaurants etc. Please share your experiences with us whether they be good or bad. Members are now also allowed to ask for recommendations for specific items, foods, doctors, hair stylists etc. Businesses are allowed to advertise their hours, menu’s, prices, specials, etc BUT only once a month!

Once members try the place out they can then post a review, experience or recommendation. Please refrain from any vulgar language and please be aware that once you post whether it be negative or positive you open yourself up to diverse kinds of feedback and opinions. Also please keep in mind that we will not always agree! Please agree to disagree in a respectful way with no harassment or accusations to the person posting. We all will never have the same personal experience for a place. That’s what this page is for…..to voice “your” personal experience.

Any post containing nudity or vulgar/curse words will automatically be deleted:) Thank you all for keeping this an informative site. Members who have Admins blocked will be removed from the group.”

On the surface, this reads as a useful resource where one can find the necessities often difficult to find in such a small town, but when I first encountered Ruth, my experience was strikingly different. Let me provide some context, by quoting from my first screed concerning her, and the control freak complex, she fails to masquerade as communal concern:

“My initial quest for practical storage eventually led me to discover a page named “Grant County Goodies”, and it didn’t take long for me to discover that one of the page overseers was yet again, another pretentious quasi-Christian Trump supporter whose attitude was disturbingly similar to the person who had cast me out for experiencing my opinion previously.

And in an action that was not too surprising, this individual as well, when not boring the group with their arbitrary rants, was also posting content that went directly against the rules of the page that they themselves violated consistently. Sort of a “do as I say, not as I do” type of situation. This particular hypocrisy, in regards to word and deed, has also been alleged to be blighting yet another FB page that they run, that being “Silver City Reviews, Experiences & Recommendations”, which is supposed to be for the promotion of the local businesses in Silver City, but has sadly found itself at times, serving as a soapbox for this person to air their at times, allegedly skewed take on Reality.

When I look at it with a cynical eye, it’s almost as if Joel Osteen and Michelle Bachman had a baby, and as a christening gift, decided to bequeath an Empire upon it, whose legacy is founded in Facebook-disseminated ignorance.

Interestingly, when I was casually talking to one of my doctors about the GCG page and how I had found myself banned from it, they not only named the same admin who I had my issue with, they added: “Oh, that cow bans so many people from her bulls**t page for disagreeing with her, she might as well be Twitter.” However, while that was amusing, I forgot to mention one small detail: when I was discussing the page, I never mentioned her name.  At all. They just knew who it was when all I had said was: “I got booted off by some cowardly hypocritical bi**h””

And this, my loyal readers, was back in 2020, long before I had ever taken the first of several deep dives into what would be the swiftest of delusional slipstreams. And I can assure you, she hasn’t gotten any better, since she first crossed my path, as my previous scrawls have sadly confirmed beyond any reasonable form of doubt.

If Seawolf’s asinine antics were simply limited to nothing more than reaffirming as to why organized religion is thankfully dying on its proverbial vine, I would probably have overlooked them, if for no other reason than the fact that such activity is rarely self-sustaining. But Seawolf is that scarcest of conversational commodities that make writers such as myself, joyous beyond words, for thanks to an inability to keep her puerile proclivities under wraps for more than five minutes at a time, the jokes and observations to be made, literally write themselves.  

Especially when Seawolf is so magnanimous about providing the stones to smash the walls of her glass house. Say what you will about th8s hateful harridan, but at least she occasionally does think of others needs, even if she spends an inordinate amount of time whining about her own.

As I noted in the past snippet that I posted above, Seawolf’s personal approach t=o her social media infestation is “sort of a “do as I say, not as I do” type of state of affairs, and nowhere is this more obvious than in the rules that she posts, and yet, does not follow herself:In case you can’t read this grammatically flawed screenshot of the SCRE&E page, it states; 

“AS OF TODAY!!

Everyone is welcome to post your Personal Review, Experience, or Recommendation IF
1. IT IS TRUE.
2, ONLY AFTER YOU HAVE SPOKEN TO A MANAGER IN REGARDS TO YOUR SITUATION AND THEY HAVE REFUSED TO HELP WILL WE ALLOW A REVIEW TO BE POSTED THAT HAS A NEGATIVE CONNOTATION!
3. ANYONE FOUND TO BE POSTING UNTRUE STATEMENTS OR PICTURES WILL BE IMMEDIATELY REMOIVED FROM THE GROUP!

Lastly anyone removed from the group who retaliates by sending threatening messages to a person posting, commenting or Admin will be reported to our local Police Department., Thank You.

The First Amendment allows us to speak our mind and stand up for what we believe in. However the limits of free speech are rooted in the principle that we’re not allowed to harm others to get what we want.
That’s why we’re not allowed to use to speech [Great grammar, Ruth.]  for force, fraud, or defamation.

Also, this page is not enforced by a Governmental Entity, you’re free to leave at will.”

Before I shred this pile of overly smug sanctimoniousness, into the largest of hypocritical Cobb salads, I’d like to offer up my gratitude to whatever God of Writing placed it on my plate to enjoy, (looking at you, Hunter S. Thompson) and I swear by all that is unholy, I will not let this bounty go to waste. Unlike Ruth’s public education, and that spoiled cabbage she calls a brain.

Ironic self-ownership may not be a singularly specific trait whereas Seawolf is concerned, but I swear to her faux God, no one I know, does it half as well as she does.

This list of rules, other than being irrelevant, as Seawolf will ban people left and right on a whim for simply disagreeing with her, and that, regardless of the civility level involved, is also duplicitous as f**k, given her well-established track record for slander, threats, and the retelling of events so deliberately cherry-picked as to the actuality of what happened, she might as well be working the salad bar at a Sweet Tomatoes.

Like all good things that are about to commence, I’ll start at the beginning, and work out from there..

““IF IT IS TRUE”: This standard, brought to you by the very same person that accused Lady GaGa of being affiliated with, and I quote; “Satanic Worship!  Sacrifice! Blood sacrifice! Pedophilia! Hurting Children!” A shocking list of charges, which every major news organization on Earth, both Liberal and conservative, somehow missed. But I’m ever so sorry to interrupt you Ruth, as you were talking about the “Truth”.

“ONLY AFTER YOU HAVE SPOKEN TO A MANAGER…” says the woman who after talking to a manager, defamed Sunshine Coffee on the basis of an eventually rectified banking error anyway, and whom without talking to a manager at all, defamed what many have assumed to be Chaos Sandwich Shop, after a simple mistake caused Christzilla here, to receive the wrong sandwich order. There’s also another business that she’s gone after lately, for no logical reason at all, but I’ll be discussing that a tad bit further on down the road.

“ANYONE FOUND TO BE POSTING UNTRUE STATEMENTS OR PICTURES WILL BE IMMEDIATELY REMOIVED FROM THE GROUP!” Unless of course, you’re a page administrator as Ruth happens to be, and find it’s easier to ban people after they point out the stench of deceit that encircles you, as it were the emanating rot of what I can only assume, passes as your soul.

Now, all of this is the standard Seawolf subterfuge that we’ve come to expect from the most cravenly of Christian cows such as Ruth, but it’s her take on the First Amendment, that really displays the depth of her deceitfulness, if not her sense of entitlement to break the rules she deems mandatory. For while she postulates that; “the limits of free speech are rooted in the principle that we’re not allowed to harm others to get what we want. That’s why we’re not allowed to use to speech for force, fraud, or defamation”.

And yet, Seawolf does at least two of those three things, with such scheduled regularity, that Amtrak could use it as a hypothetical model to run its train service. When it comes to the First Amendment, it’s safe to say that Seawolf not only shows the same firm grip on it’s underlying construct that she has on the evidence that will one day convict Lady GaGa, she also manages to add an entirely unrelated analogical connection as well, which as any conservative pundit proves almost daily, is what the best of unaware idiots strives for:I’m not sure if any of you would agree with me, but in the end, you just have to admire Seawolf’s ability to take two disparate topics, on which she is willingly ignorant, and yet, using nothing save the sheer determination of her inherent density, manages to combine the two, into an as yet unclassified element of pure inanity. Since I’m aware that most of you don’t speak jabbering jackass fluently, I’ll do my best to translate this dumber than f**k query of hers into the common vernacular, if at all possible.

So… Seawolf, who bans detractors left and right from her social media fiefdoms, and who has publicly stated that while she believes that private businesses can enforce mask mandates, while simultaneously  bitching that they shouldn’t be allowed to treat anti-mashers “differently” or exclude them, has just seriously suggested that being booted off social media platforms for disseminating hate speech, false information, and maniacal conspiracy theories, is akin to the consequences of a deadly pandemic.

Shocking that this Rocky-Rhodes scholar who’s openly expressed anti-masking views and refereed to vaccine cards as “the Mark of the Beast”, allegedly came down with COVID, isn’t it?

I for one, never saw that eventuality coming, let me tell you. But I have to call things as I see them, and when you’re dealing with a thick wench even half as dumb as Seawolf seemingly presents herself to be, your explanations have to be as simple as they are, so here goes: When the two situations are compared side by side, and in equal light, it’s clear that one has the potential to kills a person’s over-imagined ego, and the other… ACTUALLY F**KING KILLS PEOPLE, YOU DIMWIITED DUMBF**K…

Imagine that. A concise elucidation for Ruth that didn’t require hand puppets resembling Jesus. Will wonders never cease? They may in time, but when it comes to missing the point as she beats a dead horse into dust, Seawolf’s lack of understanding as to how the world works, certainly never will:

To be fair, Seawolf accidentally does make a good point here, as terrorist groups have managed to weaponize the Internet as a tool for recruitment and the dissemination of propaganda, but she literally neuters it when she brings the “Commies” in as a second-string villain, as she deliberately ignores the fact that given the events of January Sixth, we could say the same thing about the GOP..

Interestingly though, she unintentionally on purpose, overlooks the reality of what she speaks about here as well- Trump not only had the Press Corp at his beck and call, but scores of sycophants spreading his message unabated, and if he had so wanted at that point, could have launched his sure-to-fail; “Truth” social platform site far earlier, to stay one step ahead of what he and Ruth wrongly conclude, was censorship.   

However, I do like Seawolf’s innovative solution that she cut and pasted here, for the non-existent problem at hand, that being; “Th church must PRAY”, because the very act of doing so, has worked out so well as a viable resolution for every other issue that the human race currently faces. Call me crazy, but something tells me that restoring the Twitter account of a morally perverse demagogue, isn’t going to be occupying a top slot on mythical God’s “to-do” list anytime soon.

But then again, your original source did spell “PRAY” in all-caps, so maybe, just maybe, your ever so imaginary deity, might get off his non-existent ass, and do something about it. Roll the dice, kids- what have you got to lose? Nevertheless, Seawolf wasn’t done exposing her imbecility just yet, and went into full End of Days mode instead, posting this paranoiac wet dream for all of us to enjoy:

All jokes aside, I myself, would pray for a media blackout, as I’m sick to death of hearing the mewling masses like Seawolf complain endlessly about events that have not, will not, and could never happen, unless of course, a fascism-supporting political party that recently burned books in Tennessee., and who tried to overthrow democracy by violence, ever found itself sitting in a position of supreme power, but what are the odds of that… you know… happening again?

Pretty good actually, considering that when Parler’s temporary exile from the World Wide Web-came in January 2021, it had a user base estimated at 15M, Unsurprisingly, the majority of these were alleged to be, based on the site’s posted content, Donald Trump supporters, conservatives, conspiracy theorists, and far-right extremists, some of whom had either found themselves expelled from conventional social networks, or were pugnaciously opposed to the rules and regulations said networks enforced.  

Standardized Parler content ran, as a rule, along the lines of debunked conspiracy theories such as the ones that followers of QAnon promote, antisemitism naturally, along with a smattering of racist tropes, as well as the “phobias” popular among amateur Neo-Nazis: be they xenophobic, homophobic, or Islamophobic. And don’t you worry, my chapped hands incels, Parler had enough misogyny on their site to make even perpetual virgins kike you, feel as if they were at their weekly RPG game, too.

You know. The type of content that only a true Christian like Ruth, could lovingly appreciate.

When information surfaced that Parler was used to coordinate the January Sixth insurrection, several companies such as Apple and Google, denied it access to their services, going offline when Amazon (late to the party of good as always) canceled its hosting services. Sadly, Parler resumed service on February 15, 2021, after moving domain registration to one owned by an American domain registrar and web hosting company, known as Epik.

On a side note, Epik is notorious for providing services to websites that host far-right, neo-Nazi, and other extremist content. It has been labelled as a anchorage for the far-right, due to its disposition to provide services to those websites that have been excluded from other Internet service providers. I won’t speak for you, but that doesn’t sound disturbing ta all, now does it?

No wonder Ruth feels allegedly at home there. It’s literally a conspiracy theory book club, but without the hassle of actually learning anything that’s fact-based. As to MeWe, the other site she refenced, it too, saw an upswing in popularity after Trump supporters started searching for an echo chamber wallpapered in ignorance, Unlike Parler however, MeWe wasn’t originated to be a platform for conservatives. It just turned into one, and greeted them with open access.

The alternative-reality surge for the platform came about after mainstream social media, started cracking down on the proliferation of vaccine misinformation. Many different types of conspiracy theorists, such as the anti-vaxxers, call the site home as it were, because if you’re going to a f**king moron, you might as well do so, with like-minded company. But there’s an unexpected twist: MeWe does have a large number of users who aren’t conservative.

Unlike the politically incoherent vibe mired within the swamp of Parler, MeWe hosts several different groups, ranging from music and art aficionados to animal lovers, and even some Green party activities, as well. However, the most active users on the site, much like the ones to be discovered within the mainstream platforms as well, appear to be the conservative fringe, who since the 2020 election, see it as an alternative to Facebook.

Think of it as Parler Lite, with half the calories, but all the tastelessness. Regardless, both of these companies are trudging along, despite Seawolf’s fatalistically stupid belief that the “Left” owns all the social media outlasts to be found; And once again, Ruth- if your faux God is really in control of all, then why are you worried in the first place? Just say a prayer to your sky-residing sociopath, and I’m sure, he’ll take out all of those lawless liberals your little Christian heart despises so much.

There’s an old maxim that says; “There’s nothing more dangerous than a wounded animal”, but this in and of itself, is not entirely true, for the most dangerous animal is, and I will happily quote Dora the Explorer here; “A healthy animal, for starters”, which when given serious thought, makes a lot more sense. I’d rather face an angry elephant with a limp, than one in fine form, any day of the week.

Fortunately for us, when Seawolf is wounded, or even when she’s in fine form, the best that she can do, is throw up on herself, and then, hope that her intended victim takes pity on her, as this post highlights:
Once more, Seawolf takes two entirely separate talking points, and crams them into her shriek-hole, as if she were a toddler going at a birthday cake. As I noted above, Parler wasn’t “banned” for setting its own rules, it was dropped by private companies after it was revealed that its platform had been used in an attempt to OVERTURN AMERICAN DEMOCRACY, which as a supposed American yourself, should be the thing that upsets you more, but obviously doesn’t, because you’re in a f**king cult of personality

A descriptive that, regardless of whether it’s Jesus or Donald Trump she’s been pleasuring herself to in the wee hours of the night, still applies. And as for Seawolf unironically slurring others who point this factoid out correctly as hypocrites? Well, it just serves as definitive proof to what my late Oma was fond of saying; “Whenever it’s appropriate, try not to talk about yourself at length; for others will do it for you the moment you depart.”.”

Every time Seawolf posts one of these asinine conclusions of hers, all I can think of,is that her Facebook page is where her sense of hypocrisy, personal victimization, arrogance, willful stupidity, and, paranoia, meet up for coffee and compare notes..

Every time Seawolf posts one of these asinine conclusions of hers, all I can think of, is that her Facebook page is where her sense of hypocrisy, personal victimization, arrogance, willful stupidity, and, paranoia, meet up for coffee and compare notes. Speaking of which, I can only hope their assemblage of such, is far better organized, unlike this mentally deficient tripe:

Yet again, our Child of God here, cuts and pastes another reference to websites (one being misspelled) that Jesus would n=most certainly, not approve of, due to their dredge of humanity content, and once more, alludes to an unnamed and insidious cabal, hell-bent on stopping free speech as we know it, despite the GQP literally attempting to do the same thing where books of all genres are concerned.

They say; “The South will rise again”, and maybe one day it will, but unfortunately, it won’t be in the areas where literacy and individual IQ points are under consideration that is, as the lack of proper grammar, spelling, and comprehension of what year we’re all currently residing in, as this one photo so clearly depicts. It also concurrently shows what happens when an orchard full of family trees, has no definable branches, but that’s a topic for discussion at some other point in time, I feel..

As to Seawolf’s so-called point regarding the projected shut -down of alternative social media, I’m not entirely sure just why neo-cons have this belief that all social media is owned by the Left, despite their ability to consistently, if not freely, post continual complaints whining about their being censored on all the mainstream platforms, but its not as if faux fatalists like Ruth, do the research necessary to back up their dystopian fantasies to begin with..

And please correct me if I’m asking a rude question here, but what exactly does Jesus have to do with any aspect of social media?

The last time I checked, there was no platform known as “Christbook”, and even if there was, the odds are fairly good that modern-day Christians such as Seawolf, wouldn’t follow any of its postings to begin with, given the fact that they don’t even do that with the collection of fairy-tales it would be based on, so maybe, they should just keep their sociopathic sugar-daddy out of the national conversation, for now, at least.  

Now, as I’ve noted in previous screeds, Seawolf aligns herself quite frequently, with opinions and activities that her so-called Faith wouldn’t touch with a ten-foot pole, if she did indeed, truly believe in its tenets. She’s publicly posted that the insurrection of January Sixth was actually the work of outside agitators, not Trump loyalists, as has been proven, and inferred that people engaged in justified remonstrations, such as the ones that addressed the topic of police brutality, are the real criminals.

 This double standard, a common tool to be found nesting within Seawolf’s temper tantrum toolbox, led to her gleefully posting this unintentionally hilarious act of self-ownership:

I can only wonder, as one must, just how much of this draconian overreach against civil protest Seawolf feels should be applied to her fellow Trump cultists who subverted the process of American democracy for a few abominably dark hours on that fatefully sad day in our nation’s history, knowing full well just how dedicated she is to the concepts of both Truth and the Rule of Law.

Oh wait. My bad, I forgot. These rules obviously don’t apply when it comes to metering out earned justice to counterfeit American Christian Patriots, as they are to be used only against those who believe that equality under the law applies to everyone, regardless of skin color, or sexual identity. Silly me. For a moment, I foolishly disremembered where Ruth’s head is at most days- that being, so far up her own ass, that she can use her belly button as a viewing port.   

Observing Seawolf in her native habitat, its become quite clear that she views the world entire, as nothing more than a vast repository of fear, which is somewhat strange, considering how often she insists that as a daughter of God, she fears not a thing. I can only imagine however, how terrifying it must be for Ruth on a day to day basis, given statements like this, where she, once again, mixes up a batch of unasked for mewling margaritas, and serves them up with a twist of Trumpism, and a chaser of Heaven’s Gate rotgut:.I’ve said it before, and sadly, I must now say it again, but with all due curiosity; WHAT, IN THE ACTUAL F**K, IS WRONG WITH YOU, LADY?!? I don’t wish to make light of those truly suffering from the scourge of mental illness, but if there ever was a brain deserving of an electro-shock gift certificate, yours would be the first one I’d recommend for the VIP weekend package.

Normally, I would call this whole exchange insane, but given how nuts it actually is, I’m almost wondering if a new descriptive should be crafted in order to capture the purest essence of a mental defect that at this point, may require a medication regimen that’s only been used to treat the truly rabid and the wholly Republican. But then again, I repeat myself.  

So, in the interest of clarification, let’s recap her salient talking points: The all-powerful, all-knowing God can’t hear you with a mask on, disgraced former President Donald Trump did win reelection, despite the reality that he did not, it’s her “speaking her mind” that makes people call Ruth a drama queen, and not because what she says is so far gone, it might as well be aboard the Voyager spacecraft,

Fauci, masks, and Dominion voting machines are  frauds, despite no corroborating evidence being provided proving that shows they are, current and duly-elected USP Biden and VP Harris are imposters, and Trump is taking his rightful place… at some point, I guess, since the only place he’s currently inhabiting 24/7, is his fear of going to prison.

There’s also a personal admission that she’s in a cult, a notation that God gets to to be the one that nags us last, stating that Satan is up to his old tricks, sowing the very qualities that Ruth possesses and proudly displays on an almost hourly basis, and a plea that her fellow humans see with clear eyes, what is “happening” in our country, during these so-called last hours..

Yessiree Bob. This all seems quite rational, doesn’t it? And Seawolf’s untenable public position that it’s everyone she comes into contact with, who’s actually the problem, and not her? Classic. Always a classic. I do hope she’s careful with this overplayed gambit of hers though, as its so old and brittle, it could be classified as an irreplaceable antique. But fear not the impending darkness yet to come, my loyal readers, fpor Seawolf has some advice for us negative Nancys, and it is this:Remember what I said earlier above? “Ironic self-ownership may not be a singularly specific trait whereas Seawolf is concerned, but I swear to her faux God, no one I know, does it half as well as she does”, and If I may add a wry notation; “with quite the frequency she does, either.” Seriously. When is Seawolf not offended by something, if not everything, that doesn’t align within the parameters of her f**ked-up view in regards to what the world should be?

We all have some form of personal index that causes us some form of grief, ranging from mild to severe annoyance, but at worst, it’s supposed to be a laundry list, not a 27-volume set of the Encyclopedic Bitchtannica, as Seawolf has so willingly composed inside that rotten cabbage she calls a brain. Whether the subject at hand requires her to think about others, or to think about the consequences of her actions in relation to the same, the only thing that Seawolf ever truly devotes marginal thought to, is herself, and herself alone.

This opinion of mine, verified by Seawolf’s numerous online postings describing a litany of things that offend her, may have a semblance of validity on some level, but the majority, and I say this with supreme confidence, are at best, Cuckoo for Cocoa Puffs. An olive short of a pizza. Away with the fairies. Playing Canasta without a working deck. A few bricks short of a load. Nuttier than a ten-dollar pecan pie.

In essence, crazier than a Christian Conservative at a Hobby Lobby clearance sale, but without the joy of watching someone who deserves it, getting garroted with Washi tape. And how does Seawolf consider those who correctly chide her for promoting widely discredited theories so implausible that even the most ardent of Scientologists think her Thetans would benefit from psychoanalysis?  

Ladies and assorted gentleman, I present you with this:Keeping in mind that Seawolf’s own flesh and blood called her a cultist, and her response in kind, so-called, was to, and I quote directly; “rebuke her”, as if her familial were some form of demon, not only speaks volumes about Ruth’s relationship with reality, it also strengthens my supposition that her dedication to the lunatic fringe, is far stronger than the societal bonds one normally applies to their family and friends.

I’ve often held firm to the credo that like your friends, you can choose who your family is, but JFC, I’d like to think that my pool of potential candidates for the positions needing to be filled, wouldn’t make the family Manson come off as if they were the Brady Bunch.

As seen within the framework of her fearfully ignorant world view, Seawolf has taken offense at literally everything under the sun, ranging from being accidentally overcharged for coffee, to the reality of her own hypocrisy being called out repeatedly, and it’s a pile of inanity that only seems to be increasing in size, as time marches on. And even when Seawolf does call attention to a serious topic worth discussing, she still manages to make it tie in with the other non-issues she’s conflated into Battle Royales.

Case in point:The reason why “they” don’t go door to door Ruth, is because that’s not how the Law, or even criminal investigations into supposed crimes, occurs. For someone who’s compared being politely asked to shelter in place as nothing less than Nazism, I’d assume you would have a grasp on that, but as it is with most issues that you address concern over, as usual, you have not the simplest of f**king insights as to how the inside mechanism actually works

And before you feign offense at this assessment, Ruth, let’s all just take a minute to remember that the lecherously perverted President you still support, once did this, in regards to the procurer for a well-known pedophile who was at one point, a close associate to Seawolf’s masturbatory mango man-crush:

Irrespective of who you are, what your believe, or even what your educational or social status level may be, I’m still confident that even off the cuff, you could have come up with a much more measured and sane response to a reporter’s valid question, then by wishing the assistant to an avowed pederast,  the best of luck in relation to their long overdue meal of justice being served up ice-cold.  

Seriously. Who the f**k does that? Just a person with a long history of sexually deviant actions and utterances, would be my guess. Along with the fact that Trump has been connected, either personally or professionally, to no less than five alleged pedophiles, that being Jefferey Epstein, John Casablancas, Tevfik Arif, George Nader, and Roy Cohn, his administrations track record for prosecuting sex traffickers, (coincidentally, I’m sure) is significantly lower than the one set by his predecessor, Barrack Obama.

This, according to a report from the Transactional Records Access Clearinghouse, based at Syracuse University, After climbing steadily under President Barack Obama, the number of federal prosecutions against child sex traffickers dropped after Trump took the reins of power, going from a peak of 277 in the year 2016, to a low of 180, in 2020.

Shocking to think that that a man of virtue such as Trump, who’s made lewdly inappropriate comments about his own daughter for years, and who pays porn stars for sex, wouldn’t have the same Impact on the sex trade, isn’t it? I guess the theory put forth by QAnon and its followers, about his being recruited by military generals to run for president in order to break up a cabal of Satan-worshiping pedophiles, might not in the end, hold any water, after all.

Imagine that.

But I’m sure Seawolf was gong to address this flaw in her logic, right after she gets to the bottom of why hot dogs come in packs of 10, and their respective buns, come in lacks of 8. I’ve always been curious about this myself, so I did some basic research, and discovered that, according to the National Hot Dog Sausage Council, or the NHDSC for short; “Sandwich rolls, or hot dog buns, most often come eight to the pack because the buns are baked in clusters of four in pans designed to hold eight rolls.”

So, not only is there a council in charge of this sort of stuff, I’m guessing I now have to apologize to the Lithuanian community at large, for my years of claiming that they were behind it all along.

See? I’m mature enough that I can admit when I’m wrong, unlike Seawolf, who seemingly has made both a cottage industry and a dedicated hobby out of her being consistently so. Let’s be fair- even a broken clock can manage to be right at least twice a day, so it’s not like Seawolf deliberately picks fights based on her forcibly faulty convictions r just to have something to be mad about, right?

Well, let me just say now to all within reac,h that;

Sure, as a self-declared Christian, Seawolf could expend her energy on actions that by their very existence, would help a wide and deserving swath of the populace, but to be fair, engaging in hypocrisy and allegedly slandering those who disagree with her, really does eat up a great deal of her free time.

Sure, as a self-declared Christian, Seawolf could expend her energy on actions that by their very existence, would help a wide and deserving swath of the populace, but to be fair, engaging in hypocrisy and allegedly slandering those who disagree with her, really does eat up a great deal of her free time.

In her view, and this I can only assume from observing, well… everything she does, a cartoon series, clearly aimed at an adult viewership, was apparently worthy of a histrionic harangue that once again, she had to cut and paste, because when it comes to thinking for herself, Seawolf’s train of thought, is just as useless as vocal lessons were, to Milli Vanilli.

And no, I’m not apologizing for that reference. Once written, it stays in the act forever.

So, what animated collection of heart-warming and truly comforting, tales that were composed specifically to instill societal values into people via the construct of a morality tale, drew Seawolf’s ire? That would be no less than the iconic Grimm’s Fairy Tales, of course!  But my descriptive pales in relation to the posted petulance itself, so here for your perusal, is yet another sampling of how Seawolf spends her time, when she’s not obsessing over never being elected Prom Queen:

On the surface, this series sounds traumatizing as hell, but here’s the rub: the stories in their original form, contained a stepmother cooking her stepson into a stew, and making her unsuspecting husband eat it, a girl who has no hands, because her father cuts them off, a woman who gets thrown into a barrel full of nails, an evil queen who is forced to wear burning hot iron shoes, and dance until she falls dead upon the ground, and a mass-murdering dwarf, before modern culture turned them into Disneyesque classics.

And in an unforeseen twist, the initial tome featured an unsanitized version of “Rapunzel,” where our heroine finds herself knocked up by her rescuing prince, after the two spend many days together, having in-depth discussions concerning what I can only assume was in regards to proper hair care and tower maintenance… or so I’ve heard.

Therefore, the ‘shock’ displayed by Christians regarding the true nature of these stories, is laughable at nest, considering the Brothers Grimm first edition of such, dates back to December of 1812. Despite the fact that each episode begins with a warning as to the content contained within, and which was dismissively marginalized by Ruth’s source as ineffective, to be fair, it is portrayed more comically than graphically, but is still relatively dark, nonetheless,

But when compared to the book of Bronze-age fairy-tales that Seawolf claims is the cornerstone of her life, are they really as evil as Rith’s exit buddy for the Rapture, makes them out to be? In a few words, that singular answer is a most empathic “No, they are not”, although their combined attempts at deflecting the disingenuousness of their alleged offense, is quite impressive., as is are the faux histrionics the writer of this tripe manages to emote from inside the security of her ivory doublewide.

I particularly enjoy how even though she claims to be disgusted at the series content, she still watched it all, in order to “warn” us all about stories that have been in consistent circulation for over 200 years, and amazingly has yet to lead to a child being emotionally scarred for life, unlike the ones Ruth forced into her kids craniums that make them believe they’d be doing an eternal breaststroke in a swimming pool full of fire, if they didn’t follow an archaic list of ten arbitrarily enforced rules.

In the end, which disseminated work has proven far more destructive to Mankind overall? The book where children eat a house of candy and burn a witch, or the book that “justifies” discrimination against the LGBTQ community, reduces women to being no more than birthing vessels, condones rape and incest under the right conditions, and has been one of the most consistent wellsprings for international and regional conflicts for centuries?

Granted, the imagery presented on screen by series creator Netflix, is at times, a tad bit unsettling, but as I and the writer of this idiocy noted, it is addressed beforehand, so fair warning, and all that, However, as graphic as her list of things she’s seemingly baffled by is, let’s take a moment to list the scores of true abominators that are catalogued in the so-called Good Book that as soon as her kids could read, was put into their hands as well as their heads.

IIn no particular order, the Bible contains the following atrocities, several of which, the writer of this op-ed expressed sneer horror at seeing in the Grimm series, but as is true with most cafeteria Christians these days, moral offense all depends on the perspective you’re able to exploit, be it victim or enabler, but I have noticed, that when it comes to the inception of foisted horrors their mythical God says are cool, they don’t so much as bat an eye, or even question their implementation..

Examples of this mental hopscotch in action?; Well, as a start, Herod is killed by an angel for dishonoring God, and subsequently, being eaten by worms, Ananias and Sapphira struck dead because they lied to the Holy Spirit, the apostle Paul i stoned, shipwrecked, whipped, and beaten numerous times, his fellow believers are also beaten, flogged, tortured, and literally sawed in half.

God drowns the world entire in what may just be the ultimate Karen moment, smites Sodom and Gomorrah from the face of the Earth, an innocent woman is forced to marry her rapist, encouraged acts of Genocide, such as the Israelites being slaughtered by the Levites, John the Baptist, finds himself beheaded, mentions of sodomy, rape, and the murder s of Abel and the firstborn, to boot.

In addition, a royal concubine is dismembered, as is a disrespectful slave, Jephthah honors God by sacrificing his daughter, multiple depictions of sexual violence against women, angels pour out bowls of God’s wrath onto the earth causing suffering among its people, turn the seas as red as the blood of a corpse, thereby killing everything that lives in it, ending with the sun scorching all the remaining people who don’t repent, and I won’t even begin to describe the gruesomeness of the act of crucifixion.

But whatever you do, make sure to keep your kids away from the Tele-Satan when they return home from the Sunday school where they’ll eventually learn all this stuff, as you don’t want them to be desensitized, and all that Jesus jazz. I swear to mythical God, if these people make it any easier for me to mock them, I just may have to buy them something nice, to show the depth of my appreciation.

Perhaps I could buy them a second book for their home, but since this this one would be full of actual facts, and devoid of pop-ups, the odds are probably good that much like the first book that they claim to follow but obviously don’t, it may just get skimmed for the highlights, and then, find itself abandoned on their bedside table to act as an unintentional drink coaster.

Speaking of drinks, I could really use right about now, as dealing with Seawolf’s continuing hysterical hubris, literally makes me want to replace most of my blood with tequila, which on the upside, might be somewhat of a boon, in regards to better understanding her alleged thought process. I mean… everyone has the right to be a goddamn idiot, but boy oh boy, has she been abusing the privilege, or what?

So, on that note, let’s take yet another break, and when I come back, I’ll introduce you to the seemingly unethical eunuch that enables Ruth, by ignoring her territorial transgressions, chat with a few members of her not-a-fan-in-the-slightest-club, and dive even deeper into her past history of Releasing the Karen upon my local community, by maltreating the good-willed nature of the people who reside within it.

“I have a practical suggestion for all you Drama Queens… sell your crown, and use the money to get some much-needed counseling.” – Anonymous