Category: Poetry

Je Suis Bret McAtee

The best way to return volley when dealing with satirists, mockers, and the irreverent is to give them a taste of their own medicine. All the West is taking up for the filth put out by French magazine “Charlie Hebdo” and in favor of  their gutter freedom of speech. This is a freedom of speech that found Charlie Hebdo satirizing the members of the Trinity as engaging in sodomite sex with one another simultaneously.

Well, sauce for the goose is sauce for the gander. If we are going to mock and satirize Christianity then mocking and satirizing the sacred truths of the secular religion if also fair game. The most sacred truth of the Cultural Marxist Left today is the Holocaust ™. It is an event that dare not be questioned lest one be imprisoned for merely questioning the facts around the Holocaust ™.

Isn’t it curious that while blaspheming the Lord Jesus Christ is a Free speech matter, and insulting the pervert Mohammed is a free speech right, what isn’t a free speech matter is denying the holocaust? I wonder why that is?

So, if we really are going to march for freedom of speech then let it be a march for freedom of all speech. But that will never happen because all cultures and social orders protect via the fence of the law, what is held sacred that culture and social order.

The mocking limericks that follow are here to make a singular point and that point is to eliminate the double standard.

The Double Standard

Trying to get this all straight
Questioning Six Million is hate
But one is perfectly free
To pen the Trinity
As sodomite sexual soul-mates?

It Goes Both Ways

They tell me that the satire pen
Must be free to lampoon all men
But if that is quite true
Then what will they do
When Auschwitz is mocked now and then?

Now Who’s Ox Is Being Gored?

Satire Mohammed as you please
Cartoon the Trinity as in sleaze
But if you do all of that
There is tit for tat
Prepare for jokes about the Holo-hoax disease

Jes Suis Zundel & Irving?

There once were satirists from France
All religions they’d love to lance
But if this is the game
Then others look tame
Give Zundel and Irving a chance

 

Thanks To God For my Family

Sung to the tune of “Thanks To God for my Redeemer.”

Recommended to sing as the 4th verse in a Thanksgiving Service

Thanks for family thou Hast given, thanks for all our Kith and Kin
Thanks for those who’ve gone before us, thanks for those yet to begin
Thanks for bonds of households gathered, thanks for faith that makes us strong
Thanks for promise of reunion, where the clans will join in song

Boy Scouts Of America … Then and Now

When I was a Scout, I learned to tie the knots
I slept in nylon tents and on hard wooden cots
I learned the tourniquets to stop raging bleeds
But there never was a merit badge on the coupling of Male steeds

I learned the bark of oak and elm, of Maple tree and Fir
I learned the finery of distilleries and to guzzle hard liqueur
I learned to sharpen and throw a knife from Twenty paces afar
But I never earned a medal for attending the sodomite bazaar

I memorized a pledge and to recite the Boy Scout Law
I memorized Morse code and the rules for a power saw
I memorized all kinds of rules about Scout morality
But I never memorized a single thing about teenage sodomy

Now I am old and it seems the Eagle is something more
Then what it was when I earned it back in 1974
It seems that now the Eagle has become a Rooster Gay
And a whole new meaning is now in place for being a bird of prey

Truth

Truth may live a wretched life,
but always survives the lie,
It bears deceit’s cutting knife
It bleeds but never dies

Truth keeps home with the odd
Is intimate with the very least
It bears the catcall of “lying fraud”
But its oddball household is increased