Do I get to poop in a box?
Do I get to poop in a box?
Right, but the ones who think they’ll be fortunate enough to survive the destruction unscathed are equally delusional. A fix suggests incremental changes over time that may minimize harm to most parties affected. A complete tear-down simply confirms the end of the status-quo, with no implication of anything better rising from the ashes.
In anarchy, those with power reign supreme over those without. Most power and resources are already consolidated in a tiny minority. In the event of “destruction of the system,” this tiny minority have already positioned themselves to both maintain their current power and even grow it. Maybe this tear-down is necessary and good, but I doubt it’ll destroy the Orphan Shredder 3000.
What I don’t get about this sort of preaching is that it highlights a major issue with the Christian faith. If their god is truly good and loves everyone equally, why is he so selective with his miracles? Why wait until the preacher is attacked to cure the child’s blindness? Why allow the preacher to be harmed at all? Why even need preachers if you’re so powerful? You could just show everyone you exist, and fix their worst problems while you’re at it.
Maybe their god wants us to live without his direct intervention, which I can respect. However, why would we see ANY miracles then? He seems quite petty.
I’m not even an atheist. I have spiritual beliefs. But these half-assed attempts at spreading their faith just come across as desperate and manipulative.
They’re referencing the Fallout video game franchise. There’s a government referred to as the New California Republic, and their flag has a bear with two heads. Two-headed creatures mutated by radiation is kind of a running joke in the Fallout universe.
“Come as you are! Oh, except you… Ew.” - Christian Hippocrates
“Also, there is no way that the gun was a part of this crime! Guns don’t kill people. Only the mentally unstable people we goad into mass shootings with the weapons and ammo we sell them kill people.”
Nice to know I’m not alone in my struggle to discern reality from imagination.
Such a fluffy kitty!