It’s a new year, a new dawn, a new era for us Mockingbirds, one full of hope and beauty and where we take the inevitable step from simple agitators to full on blasphemers. It feels good to be home.
You may recall we have been dabbling in the Marry, Fuck, Kill arts, somewhat casually, but we feel we’re ready to get really real, as the saying goes. This round we will be hypothesizing about deities, higher powers, actual gods (instead of gods among men). The subjects are Yahweh, Ganesha and Pluto aka Hades, and the stone throwers are Baroness “Agnosticism is not a Disease” von Jeer and Madame “Loyal Opposition” Taunt. Can we get an "Amen"? Thanks. Let's get on this.
Madame Taunt says, Blessed are the cheese makers, and also:
MARRY: Yahweh, because all of the fear He has inspired in me has evolved into respect, and that is a criteria on this blog (and in real life in a strange twist of events) for a marriage partner. The one hitch would be all the rules He has (apparently there are lots!) and how they would affect every aspect of my life, even the eating parts; I do suspect, however, that He could introduce me to Spielberg so I could definitely work within those confines.
FUCK: Having to do more with convenience than anything, I choose to fuck Pluto because I will be spending much time in the underworld (read: all of eternity). Plus, the Greek gods have the physiques that inspire Daniel Craig, so you know, YES.
KILL: I am choosing to kill Ganesha mostly due to a process of elimination thing and my own ignorance. I am aware that Ganesha is the god of knowledge but he has yet to bestow much knowledge of Hinduism upon me, so this his fate. Logic. (Unless naan is part of its belief system? I know much about naan.) Anyway, ethnocentrism rears its ugly head and I apologize.
The Baroness says, You are all individuals! as well as:
MARRY: Pluto/Hades. The joke is trite, but I will be surrounded by friends in the
underworld. And, isn't metal the soundtrack in hell? I do like metal.
FUCK: Yahweh. He has no fewer than 613 commandments to follow. You can't speak his name. Your face melts off if you try to look at him. In short, he's too scary too marry. (Rhymes!) But! He's also too scary to kill. So, this is really the best place for him.
KILL: Ganesha. This is also primarily due to process of elimination. And since he's all concerned with learning and the arts, and not something powerful like war or thunder, he seems pretty easy to kill as far as gods go. I am all about conserving energy these days.
Well, our hand basket is waiting so we will leave you with this deep analysis to ponder over a nice glass of wine, the appropriate drink. And as is our way, we will be back with another exciting installment of this Marry, Fuck, Kill series as we know you are all dying for it.
Watch out for lightning,
The Mockingbirds
fuck yahweh jesus bastard christ
Posted by: hhhhh | 03/18/2012 at 12:53 AM