Showing posts with label Eurovision. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Eurovision. Show all posts

Sunday, May 12, 2024

Rain - A Sunday Sermon

 

How it Started - Simple Demonic Narcissist


It's raining here in Central Texas, which I find tremendously exciting, unlike Madonna. Speaking of which, a pal once told me, "I was at this party in New York and there was Madonna, so I went up to her and said, 'Hi, I'm Alison, what's your name?'" Whereupon the super genius, multimillionaire limo lib turned 'round and hissed, like a rich snake demon, "I'm Madonna, MADONNA!" Make of that what you will.


How it's Going


In other news, it continues to rain and smart Texans are going long boats, understanding that our part of this great once constitutional republic will soon become a vast inland sea. River taxis, anyone? Riverine aside, you may have noticed someone called Bambie Thug, from London/Ireland, won a non-binary award at Eurovision.

I know, we think Eurovision and think Abba or something equally Euro, but the thing's moved on and's now inhabited by demonic satanists, like Bambie Thug. Here she is:


Well look at this, Bambie Thug Demon Witch


Switzerland's entry also featured a demoniac. Have a look at They/Them:


What a Pretty Frock. Keen-Eyed Readers Will Remember "For We Are Legion"


Smart people are asking the exorcist community to have at it and we agree, but word to the wise, use Latin. The devil hates and fears that, not unlike an English schoolboy, and exorcists tell me it works, quite unlike the Vat II vernacular rubbish pablum.

That in mind, do we need a cultural exorcism, on a big scale? I'd argue yes, because we're clearly afflicted, at the macro level, by demons. You'll remember Legion's pronouns were *they/them and that Baphomet's famously trans.

 Hope you enjoyed this short homily and here's the application:

It's all a larf 'til you wake up and a demon's gnawing on your buddy's inner thigh.

Out Demons Out,

LSP