Radical Agenda S06E020 - Our Pride

Our Pride – Tonight on The Radical Agenda

Just one more week left of Pride Month. Then, the degenerates will find some other reason to celebrate their depravity.

How about you, White man?

What are you doing next month?

Perhaps more to the point, what are you doing in August?

At the beginning of this parade of filth, I talked to you about the Stonewall riots that spawned this symptom of our national decline. To recap briefly, a mobster bribed to police to look the other way as he wan an illegal bar for queers, whom he would later extort. When he failed to pay his bribe, and the police showed up, the queers got violent and attacked the police.

That’s how you got Pride Month. That’s why Joe Biden lit the White House up in rainbow lights, and encouraged children to submit to sick experiments on their bodies.

We’re just five data away from the anniversary of this 1969 crime spree, and you can expect the grand finale to be quite the spectacle. How can they possibly top the daily displays of filth? I don’t know, but they always find a way, don’t they?

One of the things we went over at the beginning of this month was the reason that crime wave became the symbol it did. Gays being violent was nothing new. This kind of thing happened all of the time back then, just like it does now. People whose sex life has the potential to improve in prison are less inclined to be law abiding, after all.

Anybody remember why this became the “Stonewall Uprising” celebrated by the Library of Congress, in such stark contrast to the Charlottesville terror attack or the January 6th QAnon Insurrection?

There were many components to it of course, Jews not least of all, but largely it was just a choice on the part of the rioters and their supporters. They memorialized the event. As the name implies, they took – pride – in it. And, as decent people looked on bewildered, they just flaunted it. Came back the next year and held a parade. Do that a few times, people will become convinced you actually do have something to be proud of… And that’s exactly what happened.

Lucky for them they weren’t bogged down in litigation, or facing armed mobs backed by foreign and domestic intelligence agencies.

Interesting how that works, isn’t it? The oppressed sexual minority gets to have a riot over illegal liquor sales and extortion, then celebrate it as a rebellion, in public, without fear.

You, the wicked racial terrorists, the source of systemic racism, the White men who rule this country with an iron fist of White Supremacy, you can’t even hold a permitted demonstration, much less celebrate it after.

Quite a thing, I’d say.

I’ve been meaning to get to, and maybe we’ll get to it today, a list of all the queer celebration dates. It’s very long. These people have more anniversaries than one can keep track of. You need a spreadsheet, really. Preferably a database.

Then there’s all the black stuff. Juneteenth, Kwanzaa, black history month, Martin Luther King day.

Our entire calendar is just polluted with communist horseshit. I’m fuckin sick of looking at it, honestly.

Fox News, whatever value they may add, sometimes you see they chime in on this nonsense. The “celebrating diversity” commercials. Letting Harris Faulkner fill in for Tucker Carlson, as if Brian Kilmeade wasn’t bad enough.

Rituals are important.

You might have heard I went to Church last Sunday. If you’ve been around awhile, you know that’s out of character for your humble correspondent. If you haven’t seen it, you should check out my BitChute channel, there’s a video titled Losing my Religion which sort of illustrates my relationship with that category of thought.

I came from a Catholic household, so when I went to Church as a kid, it was this very solemn thing and the hierarchy was very clear and you knew when to say what after awhile.

This thing I went to last week, was described to me as non-denominational charismatic. There were drums and guitars involved. It was held in this non-descript room in an unremarkable building. There were no pews, just rows of chairs. When the band played, people were dancing. The people performing the service were indistinguishable in their dress from the congregants.

It felt strangely subversive, frankly. I don’t say that to speak ill of it, only to describe my experience. I’m glad those people are getting what they need out of it, and I don’t hold it against them. Better they go there than they don’t go, I’m sure.

But I didn’t go to Church expecting to find God. I went, among other reasons, looking for ritual.

I read a book in jail titled The Orthodox Way, by Bishop Kallistos Ware. Interestingly, one of you sent me a copy of this subsequent to my release, and I smiled to receive it. When I spoke to the guy who sent it I thanked him for sending me a great book, while noting my regret that I had already enjoyed it.

What I liked about that book was that it wasn’t so much about theology as it was about practice. hence the title, “The Orthodox Way“.

Practice, I can do. Practice, in truth, I find tempting.

There’s more than a wife and kids and material possessions missing from my life. I become aware of this more often than I am comfortable with. I sometimes convince myself that what’s missing is religion. I think there’s a great deal of evidence to support this theory, and I do not think I am the only one so deprived.

But I also don’t think I get to choose my beliefs. I make observations about the world around me. I contemplate the implications of those observations. I seek more information to better inform my contemplations, and from this I form a worldview.

Based on this process of acquiring and organizing knowledge, as best as I can tell, I am an organic life form. I can be categorized within this as a male, a primate, a human, a White Man. There are predators in my environment, which I must avoid or ultimately destroy. There are contaminants which I must remain wary of. I can attract mates, but if they have been contaminated they will not bear be progeny.

All good things to know, but not very inspiring. I want more than this.

And, to be sure, I get more than this. I find what could fairly be described as spiritual rewards in so much of what I do. Probably more than most people, actually. More than many religious people, I imagine. Not least of all on this list, is this show.

This is my prayer.

This is my, confession. I’ll even take yours, at 217-688-1433.

It is, in no small part, my community.

In recent episodes, I think more on SurrealPolitiks than here, I’ve talked about the merits of suffering. That is how I repent for my sins. I feel, cleansed, by it, though I never feel completely clean.

After Church on Sunday, I had a brief conversation with a woman there, and I told her about the disparity between my expectation and my experience of the service, noting my Catholic upbringing. She immediately associated this with unwarranted feelings of guilt.

I wanted to tell her “No, you don’t understand sweety, I have every reason to feel guilty. I’m a monster. I have to try very hard to be good. I’m not a naturally good person like you. You’re kind and gentle. I’m a very impatient war criminal in waiting.”

I don’t think this is particularly unique to Catholicism, or Christianity in general. Sure Eve ate the damn fruit and now we’re all screwed, but man’s fall from God’s grace is not the most unique of stories. Anything that encourages us to be decent has to acknowledge first that we require such encouragement. We need to be deterred from depravity by something. The implication is that our default setting is anything but decent.

I don’t need religion to teach me this about myself. I know it for an observed fact, and

In any case, I’m acting like a religious fanatic, is I guess what I mean to say, and sometimes I’m kinda like “Why be a fuckin hipster about it? Just be part of a religious tradition.”

It’s conflicting for me because I don’t want to be inauthentic, but this presents me with another conflict. If I want to do a wholesome thing, and I do not do it for concern of appearance, then am I any more authentic in this case than in the alternative?

Ain’t that a rock and a hard place?

I have plenty more to say, but that will do for the teaser.

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