Wednesday, November 22, 2017

JESUS loves THE LITTLE CHILDREN (too much)

Apparently in Alabama Jesus truly does “love the little children” – all the way to Sunday and back!  

In His floor-length white robes, satiny hair, and big baby blues, this holy Dude spreads a blanket, beckons a 14-year-old to sit on it, removes her clothes, strips to his loin cloth.  Fondling the little child’s private parts, he asks her to cradle His holy penis in her hands: 
 “’I don’t know how much these women are getting paid, but I can only believe they’re getting a healthy sum,’ said pastor Earl Wise, a [Roy] Moore supporter from Millbrook, Ala.  
“Wise said he would support Moore [for the U.S. Senate] even if the allegations were true and the candidate was proved to have sexually molested teenage girls and women.
“’There ought to be a statute of limitations on this stuff,’ Wise said. ‘How these gals came up with this, I don’t know. They must have had some sweet dreams somewhere down the line.’”  


Why are we not surprised?  

Humanity's too good now for the primitive male-god religions.  

Let's scrap them for some good old-fashioned Goddess ways of seeing ourselves and the world.  

Saturday, January 28, 2017

drilling DOWN ON TRUMP

As Goddess-loving humans, how can we trap Trump and plop him into a cage?   

For the well-being of Mother Earth and Her children, I know we all agree that DT must be tripped up fast.

The Donald is not evil or mean – he’s just mentally ill.  Most people in the know call it Narcissistic Personality Disorder, or “NPD.”

NPD makes Donald crave love and approval the way a drowning man craves air.  To get love he’ll literally do anything, including trying to drown would-be rescuers. 

Already I see cracks in The Donald’s face.  For the past week he’s gone through a Trump-Hotel-full of female contempt and disgust (the Women’s Marches), and it’s eating into him like lye eating into a pig’s skin.  

Solution?  Keep showing him we loathe his behavior worse than kids loathe dentists' drills.  In no time flat this will shrink him into an impotent puddle of butter. 




Wednesday, December 21, 2016

may your solstice be stupendous!

Sunrise between the stones at Stonehenge on the Winter Solstice in 1985   CREDIT: MARK GRANT

Friday, December 16, 2016

flipping SANTA INTO A MAN'S BOD


Somewhere in the distant, foggy past, someone flipped Santa into a man’s body.

In actuality, Santa was the Germanic Goddess Holda, who during the Christmas season brought gifts to all good children.  
Santa Holda flew through the air in a wagon stuffed with Christmas goodies, and drawn not by reindeer but by birds. 

"Before she suffered a savage smear campaign at the hands of church and state alike, much evidence indicates that Holda-Perchta was a magnificent goddess, simultaneously both powerful and loving. 
"Above all she was powerful. One of her most vital tasks was keeping the earth fertile enough for crops and plants to grow and flourish, a task she accomplished by traveling the earth ... every year for the twelve days between Christmas and Epiphany. 
"She also seems to have been the original Santa Claus, showering children the earth over with gifts at the winter solstice."
~ From *Breaking the Mother Goose Code*, 2015, John Hunt Publishing. 
To buy your copy, click on the picture below and to the right.  

Wednesday, December 07, 2016

walking INTO TREES

He promised the swamp would be drained,
Was elected, said “Rain!” and it rained,
And the old crocodiles,
Wore flesh-eating smiles,
And the turtles were well entertained.

SNIP

A minority of the [American] electorate goes for the loosest and least knowledgeable candidate [for US President], certain that … their votes will be only … a middle finger to Washington, 

...And then — whoa. The joke comes true. You put a whoopee cushion on your father’s chair and he sits down and it barks and he has a massive coronary.

SNIP

And now we sit and watch in disbelief as the victor drops one piece of china after another, spits in the soup, sticks his fist through a painting and gobbles up the chocolates.

SNIP

He stages a ... victory tour … where he can waggle his thumbs and smirk and holler and point out the journalists in their pen for the mob to boo and shake their fists at.

SNIP

Meanwhile, the Democrats wander in the woods, walking into trees. … a lackluster black Muslim congressman from Minneapolis is a leading candidate for chair of the Democratic National Committee, the person who will need to connect with disaffected workers in Youngstown and Pittsburgh.

Why not a ballet dancer or a Buddhist monk?

[And] the emperor-elect parades in the nude while his congressional courtiers admire him and the nation drifts toward the rapids.