Sorry, Love

[Andres Serrano, Piss Christ, 1987]

Two days ago at Cóc Cóc, I saw a young woman with a T-shirt, “SORRY, LOVE,” which I thought lovely, a touch of sweet old England. I look back at my 9 months in East Anglia with much fondness. I should have spent more time in Lowestoft, Southwold and Dunwich, etc. Even tacky and decaying Great Yarmouth was lovely. There, I had passable lamb with mint sauce. I regret not going into Black Boys Pub in Aylsham. Out of laziness or timidness, we refuse much of life. The manicured gardens in Aylsham were so lovely.

When she stood up, it turned out her shirt said, “SORRY, I LOVE MONEY ONLY.” With a bit of patience, I caught my mistake, so no harm done. Worst, though, is to ignore clue after clue until your streets are lethal and squalid, your culture is diluted and crapped on, your heroes torn down and your god routinely mocked. Of course, that’s only a sci-fi scenario.

In the real world, everything is going well, especially in France. Elite athletes are sleeping on cardboard beds in green, non-airconditioned rooms and fed vegan garbage. An Algerian who had failed gender and testosterone tests clobbered an unequivocal woman, Angela Carini, leading the Italian press to scream, “È malvagio!” How quaint to even say “evil”! That’s so medieval.

As for the brouhaha over the Opening Ceremony, it’s just a gross misunderstanding. Never mind that before last week, almost no one had heard of Jan van Bijlert’s The Feast of the Gods. Painted around 1635, it’s also modeled after da Vinci’s Last Supper of 1495. Among the most famous images ever, it has thousands of reproductions in Vietnam alone, a Buddhist majority country.

A fat Jewish lesbian with a papal mitre and halo is also perfect as Apollo. Death on a pale horse leading all nations is ultra kosher, and what’s not to like about some wholesome ménage à trois among androgynous clowns? Vigilant Citizen sums it up:

In a bizarre scene at the National Library, two men and a woman engage in flirtatious behavior as they read French literature books about sexuality. Some of the choices are rather perplexing.

One suggested book is Diable au Corps (Devil in the Flesh). It is about a married woman having an affair with a 15-year-old boy while her husband is out at war. Yes, the Olympics managed to make a reference to sex with a minor.

After frolicking for a while, the three friends realize that they’re horny and that they need to have sex right now. So they run away, leaving a huge mess at the National Library. But that’s OK because they’re LGBT.

The Jewjerked West has been militantly decadent for decades. Andres Serrano’s Piss Christ isn’t just beautiful, but transcendent. Howard Stern had the Virgin Mary chased around a Jerusalem bar, then raped! Madonna yielding to a black saint in a black church is a sublime allegory. When Russia arrested Pussy Riot for desecrating a church, the West screamed foul! The never funny Charlie Hebdo has relentlessly mocked Christianity and Islam. Guess which religion it has left alone?

With Rabelais, Marquis de Sade, Baudelaire, Rimbaud, Artaud and Michel Houellebecq, etc., the French have proven themselves to be as bold as anyone, but what we’re seeing out of Paris is just pitiful.

In Israel, Jews routinely torture, rape or murder Muslims without punishment, and they can also spit on or assault Christians. We mustn’t conclude, though, that the Jewish mindset stokes genocidal hatred against anyone with whom they’ve had a long history. Ancient Egyptians, Iranians, Russians, Germans and basically all whites are just evil. As for Lazar Kaganovich, Genrikh Yagoda and Albert Bourla, they’re just idealists who may have erred, slightly. Sacrificing hundreds of thousands of young men while enriching himself, Zelensky has “as much courage as he has determination,” to quote the inimitable Biden.

In the UK, Brits are rioting after a 17-year-old black stabbed 12 children and one adult, killing three girls. A day later, eight blacks were arrested following a machete brawl in London. Just as in the US, black crime is a taboo topic, but ordinary Brits, including blacks, can’t help but notice their appalling frequency.

The West’s implosion was apparent decades ago to anyone paying attention. Its degeneracy coincides with its bankruptcy.

It’s curious that all photos of Axel Rudakubana show him as an innocent, even cherubic, young boy, not unlike how the 5 foot 11 Trayvon Martin was presented.

With 54 ethnic groups, Vietnam is multicultural enough, but all these groups are indigenous to this region. Above all, there are none so arrogant or insane as to think themselves God’s Chosen. For that, I thank God.

Small countries are always at the mercy of outside forces. Biden, Putin and Xi have all dropped by in the last 12 months. In Hanoi just days ago for Nguyễn Phú Trọng’s funeral, Blinken even visited the late president’s house. In a barely legible note of condolence, Blinken praises Trọng for being “a visionary leader” who “will long be remembered by the American people.”

Jews make great comedians. My favorite is Andy Kauffman. It’s too bad he’s not alive to wrestle humans with frontal holes in this Woke Olympics. Who wouldn’t tune in to see some bulldyke toss Kauffman like a used tampon clear across the mat?

[Charlie Hebdo, 10/28/20]

[Charlie Hebdo, 9/19/12]

[Charlie Hebdo, 3/13/13]

[Barbara Butch, biggest star of the 2024 Paris Olympics]