When the invasion of Rafah started in the Gaza Holocaust, the assassins in media, sandbagging, offered a few parlor shuffles for intrigue: one asked rhetorically if Gaza was Biden’s Vietnam, while Owen Jones, whose apple doesn’t fall far from the Jim Jones tree, glowered that the mysterious people of the globe’s Southern hemisphere would, like Peter Townsend, never be fooled again.  It’s always a reminder, these sorts of mental exercises, that the Christian right is just in it for the laughs.

      The number of church bombings in Palestine by the spit happy Zionists makes kitten vittles of the absurd idea that American Christian manhood has any meaning at all.  These were very ancient churches.  It is pointless to try to reason with Israeli-American serial killers, and supposedly this is where their trash about Biden’s Vietnam being Gaza comes from, not that he doesn’t likely get them confused, nor that as tickets to hell on earth they haven’t been used for one and the same.

       It exposes the nature of the US power system that these are wars of destruction, not ones of conquest.  They are convenient to blowing money on the murder of nature which is an acid punk fixture in Christian manpower’s deadly determination to remain relevant and central.  As a medium of blacklist and medieval carnage the government has no hesitancy evoking the Book of Revelations when they fire a luger into your stomach.

       Top dog Joe was trotted out to be seen laying down conditions for dissent by which he meant not demanding an end to Israel’s dark fantasy of being the master race they call chosen.  When the Israeli girls of guerilla theater in Pittsburgh scream for Jill Stein, “Gonna rape kill pillage burn and eat babies,” followed hot and heavy by “US OUT OF NORTH AMERICA,” that’s not flag-burning, that’s protected speech, but reporting suspicions of postal fraud by a registered museum thief is spreading rumors about your betters and testifying to neurological tampering is trying to get ahead.

         The legacy of justification for mass murder is not exactly the same, but the people doing it are.  Owen Jones is inclined to overlook both the script of Amalek in the AIDS attack, wryly footnoted with museum thief publications about the behavior of Mayors in times of plague (e.g. they don’t listen to Jimmy) nor the punch line ~ I am the Walrus for a pornographic genocide ring in Pennsylvania paid for and sponsored by Operation Rescue under the guild name Manson Cinema.  Drinking this koolaid and enthralled by McCartney’s ESP broadcast system, to whom does he think those mysterious nobles of the global south will turn to?  Him?  Rani Khalek?

        The idea that journalism from the tatters of the Left could muster a shred of honesty about Leslie Katz and Will Zell is the toast of derision between Kissinger and Putin.  Alternative media is serving napalm and calling it repurposed rice pudding, a favorite jello for spinning the wheels of their anti-imperialism, feral and tart.  The end result is being beholden to those who have it in for you, a fate Gaza seems less likely to escape than Vietnam.

        There seems to be nothing that can be done in the legal profession against Biden’s weaponizing Jesus through medical administration just so succinctly as if the bombing of St. Porphyrius were the Hippocratic Oath.  So, hehn.  The nattering nabobs of negativity will recount some 70’s pillow talk as though they have scored a point.