​“CHRISTIANITY vs. GOD” (CHAPTER #4)

INTRODUCTION: The author’s name is Felix Altamonte. All rights reserved including the right to reproduce this book or parts thereof in any form. This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is coincidental. There will be occasionally the mention of a real person whether still alive or not, but it will be done only when the story requires it for in this book appears fictional characters and historic figures past and present and non-historic figures as well like every day Joe Botella for example. In other similar words: Reference to real people, events, establishments, organizations are intended only to provide a sense of authenticity, thus these later ones are not just fictitious in many cases, but real. “Christianity vs. God” is a work in progress, in other words: In Real Time. Its completion and publishing time is up to Felix Altamonte, its author. In the meantime everyone is welcome to read and witness the writing of a book, again, in Real Time, a task never attempted before. Past true History at its best plus History in the making as it occurs, not given preferential treatment to any side of the many Aisles throughout the ages, whether religious, royal or political. Equanimity is what is pursued here, a quality always absent everywhere and all of the time past and present, Equanimity that is. Yours: El Batuta the narrator/.

(P. S. All the Bible Verses Chosen by the Author are from the “Versión Reina-Valera 1960 & Authorized King James Version, KJV 1611”, both considered by the author of “CHRISTIANITY vs. GOD” as the most Faithful to the Original Ancient Manuscripts in which God Wrote His Word for the Good of All the People of this Earth. The Bible Verses will be found between parentheses with an asterisk*)

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PREFACE: In the small town of Restitution in the south of the Nation, the name of which State the narrator has no desire to call to mind, there lived the man of this story. Things are not what they seem, however having said that, things might appear to be as one wants them to be, which is fine as long as no one is hurt in the process. The World takes care of that, hurting many, or maybe I should say: Those that have taken the responsibility on their shoulders and on their own initiative, for nobody forced them, not even God, to direct the things of this World.

PROLOGUE: Disaster Pending in the Courts of Justice in the Land: As the Judge entered the courtroom everyone stood. The pile of cases he ought to go over was quite high. As he sat looking at it he said to himself: Darn, it keeps on growing every day. After the people present in the courtroom took their seats, he banged the gavel and said: “Let’s begin. First case”, but immediately said, “wait”, as he looked at the thickness of the binder at the bottom of the pile. He asked the bailiff to pull it out and read it to him aloud: “CHRISTIANITY vs. GOD”. “What”?, he exclaimed. “What’s that doing in my courtroom, whatever it is; this is a Family Court”! “I do not know, your honor”. “Well, bring me somebody that knows more than you do, please”, said the judge visibly irritated. Indeed, the file was voluminous for just that one case: “CHRISTIANITY vs. GOD”.

(CHAPTER #4) FOURTH INSTALLMENT (2/1/2021): HE IS BAACK!!! Thank you mucho, amigos, folks and blokes for such a warm welcome. Indeed, dear sober and wise readers, as Batuta your narrator and at the service of ye the people, all the people by the way, I’m back, and with ‘vuestro permiso’ we are going to welcome Chapter #4 with a cantata, musically speaking, dedicated to Felix Altamonte, because ‘credit to whom credit’s due’: [1/20/2020) AND THEN THERE WERE MANY! And at the End of the Tunnel Is… One Waiting: Trump’s Shadow!!!. At the same time we’re borrowing [thank you mucho señor Mosca] the official musical ensemble [one hundred members in total of every stripe of creed and color of skin] of UGOS: ‘Universidad Global of Spanglish in the Yunaites at Carolina’, and the Director will be me, Batuta, for with that name who better, right?
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AND NOW: ♪♪♪THAT LONG AND DEPLORABLE TUNNEL♪♪♪ ♪Long and nasty tunnel♪♪ ♪That guides America to your door♪♪ ♪Will always be there♪♪ ♪For the next four years♪♪ ♪And at the End of the Tunnel Is… One Waiting There♪♪ ♪We [I] will be back in some form [Stronnictwo Patriotyczne]♪♪ ♪Before they cancel culture♪♪ ♪1776 Commission cancel♪♪ ♪Where’s Betsy, Candelabrium [Am I my sister’s keeper?]♪♪ ♪Hear that, Curandero Candelabrium, Betsy Magic, they’re calling my commission pseudohistory?♪♪ ♪Me and you, Betsy, call it patriotic education♪♪♪
♪It was a long and deplorable road, and nasty too♪♪ ♪That leadeth me to your door, Amérika♪♪ ♪But señor Mosca told you so from the get go♪♪ ♪Starting six years ago, who really was Big Baby “Bad hombre” Boy♪♪ ♪At any rate, I will never disappear♪♪ ♪Not for the next four years♪♪ ♪Goodbye, we love you [Whiting in Brodetto], we [I] will be back in some form♪♪ ♪For you are through and through a bunch of merluzzo e merlano♪♪♪
♪I saved you from the China virus, only 400,000♪♪ ♪It could have been even worse, four million♪♪ ♪Also señor Mosca told us that the big one might be right around the corner♪♪ ♪You all are on your own now from the U.K. virus [Crownvirus: The Queen and the Coup]♪♪ ♪What did you expect, I was left all alone facing the cold, the dark winter cold♪♪ ♪Boris Tartufo threw me under the bus♪♪ ♪Under the red double-decker bus that is♪♪♪
♪I’m not the only presidente that lost a war, the Crownvirus war♪♪ ♪What about the presidentes that preside over other lost wars♪♪ ♪What about the Korean war♪♪ ♪What about the Vietnam war♪♪ ♪What about George War Butcher endless wars, Afghanistan and Iraq♪♪ ♪We loved you, stay put [stand back and stand by]♪♪ ♪We [I] will be back in some form♪♪ ♪I did what I wanted to do♪♪ ♪And I did it my way [I came through and I shall return]♪♪ ♪Don’t be fooled, I don’t need a general♪♪ ♪I already have one McConnell♪♪ ♪♪He’ll strangle Harris/Sleepy Joe administration in the crib and call it SIDS♪♪ ♪See ya all later, alligator♪♪ ♪From Mar-a-Laghetto with Love [озеро: stāgnum: swamp]♪♪♪/. How am I doing so far, little Emperor, Don Donald Juan Trump?

“THE EMPEROR’S NEW CLOTHES”. “EL TRAJE NUEVO DEL EMPERADOR”. “ملابس الامبراطور الجديدة”. “LES HABITS NEUFS DE L’EMPEREUR”. “החדשים המלך בגדי”. “DES KAISERS NEUE KLEIDER”. “I VESTITI NUOVI DELL’IMPERATORE”.
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FELIX ALTAMONTE left me with a few things hanging in suspension, in other words, without finishing, like the Orlando temporal and spiritual saga. He left me wet, dirty laundry hanging on the clothesline ‘cara al sol con la camisa vieja, que bordaste rojo ayer’, and although blood dries up, not so God’s memory (*For her sins have reached unto heaven, and God hath remembered her iniquities). I’ll do my best, and used a good side ‘paletón’ to pick up the pieces spread on the floor and place them in the proper corner of World’s History, not a pretty sight, the shadowed World’s History corner that is. I’m wrestling in my mind, conscience, Batuta, and where I dwell, Felix, to note what should be notable by now, and be brought to the front burner, Coronavirus, or how señor Mosca likes to call it, Crownvirus, ‘o sea’, COVID-19. It should be noticed that my ‘decisión’ is yes, lets bring it to the front burner using God’s ‘prismáticos’ or ‘catalejos’ as they are known as well: The Word of God also known as the Bible.

SOMBERLY SERIOUS: What to say? How to say it right, how to say it correctly, or as close as possibly right and correct? Hundreds of millions at least would reject the notion or agree, but I’m not here to write for the great majority nor for the great minority, both great in numbers. Numbers don’t lie because: “Lo que a la vista está, candil no necesita. … Azafrán de noche y candil de día, cosa perdía ‘por la noche no se advierte el color del azafrán y la luz del candil durante el día es algo inútil’.” But, “Let’s Hear It for the Word”: (*And five of them were wise, and five were foolish. They that were foolish took their lamps, and took no oil with them. But the wise took oil in their vessels with their lamps. While the bridegroom tarried, they all slumbered and slept. And at midnight there was a cry made, Behold, the bridegroom cometh; go ye out to meet him. The all those virgins arose, and trimmed their lamps. And the foolish said unto the wise, Give us of your oil; for our lamps are gone out. But the wise answered, sying, No so lest there be not enough for us and you: but go ye rather to them that sell, and buy for yourselves. And while they went to buy, the bridegroom came; and they that were ready went in with him to the marriage: and the door was shut. Afterward came also the other virgins, saying, Lord, Lord, open to us. But he answered and said, Verily I say unto you, I know you not)

HAS ANYBODY OUT THERE NOTED THAT ABOUT 75% OF DEATHS DUE TO THE COVID-19 PLAGUE ARE LOCATED IN WESTERN NATIONS? Are the things from above, from the Third Heaven, being aligned somehow with the things on Earth, something like (*Hágase to voluntad, como en el cielo, así también en la tierra/Thy will be done in earth, as it is in heaven)? Could these disparate numbers be aligned, connected, as well with the Brutal British/American Global Financial System? You bet: (*For her sins have reached unto heaven, and God hath remembered her iniquities/Porque sus pecados han llegado hata el cielo, y Dios se ha acordado de sus maldades).

SOON THERE WILL BE 500,000 DEATHS DUE TO THE COVID-19 PLAGUE IN THE UNITED STATES ALONE: Too much too soon, to many too soon, and most of them, the deaths, 65%, are from the ones left behind by the Brutal British/American Global Financial System!!!

♪♪♪ABRAHAM, MARTIN AND JOHN♪♪♪ ♪Anybody here seen my old friend Abraham?♪♪ ♪Can you tell me where he's gone?♪♪ ♪He freed lotta people but it seems the good they die young♪♪ ♪You know I just looked around and he's gone♪♪♪
♪Anybody here seen my old friend John?♪♪ ♪Can you tell me where he's gone?♪♪ ♪He freed lotta people but it seems the good they die young♪♪ ♪I just looked around and he's gone♪♪♪
♪Anybody here seen my old friend Martin?♪♪ ♪Can you tell me where he's gone?♪♪ ♪He freed lotta people but it seems the good they die young♪♪ ♪I just looked around and he's gone♪♪♪
♪Didn't you love the things that they stood for?♪♪ ♪Didn't they try to find some good for you and me?♪♪ ♪And we'll be free♪♪ ♪Some day soon, it's gonna be one day♪♪♪
♪Anybody here seen my old friend Bobby?♪♪ ♪Can you tell me where he's gone?♪♪ ♪I thought I saw him walkin' up over the hill♪♪ ♪With Abraham, Martin, and John♪♪♪/.
BUT, ♪♪♪Let’s Hear It for the Word♪♪♪: (*And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away)
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CONTINUEMOS CON LA RACHA MUSICAL: Have you heard the American cantata ♪♪♪Big Bad Don-The Ballad of Donald Trump♪♪♪? Now you can, and your musical opinion is very mucho appreciated and could be sent to the “HQ” [Headquarter Offices] of the Brutal British/American Global Financial System, wherever located, whether in London, U.K. or Wall Street in N.Y., ‘Los Yunaites’. (Always Spanglish, mind you Triumvirātus?)
(*Y los mercaderes de la tierra lloran y hacen lamentación sobre ella, porque ninguno compra más sus mercaderías/And the merchants of the earth shall weep and mourn over her; for no man buyeth their merchandise any more)

“CANCEL WALL” THE MUSICAL: ♪♪♪YOU LIGHT UP OUR WALL♪♪♪ ♪So many moons♪♪ ♪We'd sit on our wall♪♪ ♪Like Humpty Dumpty sat on the wall♪♪ ♪Waiting for anyone♪♪ ♪To shout us a song♪♪ ♪So many nightmares♪♪ ♪We've kept profoundly inside our conscience♪♪ ♪Alone in darkness with Bannon♪♪ ♪And then you've come along with pardons♪♪♪
♪And you♪♪ ♪Light up our wall♪♪ ♪You give us hiccups and heartburn♪♪ ♪To harry us and spew♪♪ ♪You darken our days♪♪ ♪And terrify our nights♪♪ ♪With shouts♪♪♪
♪And you♪♪ ♪Ain’t Humpty Dumpty♪♪ ♪You’re an unholy egg worshiping at the altar of Herr Wall♪♪ ♪Your shell is broken now♪♪ ♪And thy nakedness is for all to see♪♪ ♪And guess what, holier-than-thou♪♪ ♪You’re wearing the same new clothes♪ ♪Yes indeed, new clothes as in♪♪ ♪The Emperor’s New Clothes♪♪♪
♪And at day and at night♪♪ ♪We’d sit on the wall♪♪ ♪Watching Cancel Culture♪♪ ♪And Cancel Wall♪♪ ♪And Cancel 1776 Commission♪♪ ♪And Cancel QAnon♪♪ ♪What’s next?♪♪ ♪Cancel 501(c)(3) too?♪♪ ♪Tantas veces va el cantarillo a la fuente [...] y no digo más♪♪♪/. (*Render to Cae’sar the things that are Cae’sar’s, and to God the things that are God’s/Dad a César lo que es de César, y a Dios lo que es de Dios) (Always Spanglish, mind you Triumvirātus?)

♪AND NOW AND AGAIN♪: WE AT “UGOS” PRESENT CANTATA #86 THAT IT WILL BE A REAL HIT THIS VERY SAME YEAR. TO ALL OF YOU MY COMPATRIOTAS AMERICANOS IN THE YUNAITES AND IN PUERTO RICO AND BEYOND THE BORDERS, FROM THE DEPARTMENT OF MUSIC & CANTO OF “UGOS”, “UNIVERSIDAD GLOBAL OF SPANGLISH” IN THE YUNAITES AT CAROLINA. CHRISTIANITY BRAND NEW LYRICS! A CANTATA THAT MAY BE WORTH OUR ATTENTION: AND I APPROVE THIS CANTATA: POTUS POPUS TRUMPTUS I OF THE AMERICAN CHURCH: ♪♪♪AMAZING DISGRACE♪♪♪ ♪Amazing Disgrace♪♪ ♪How Bitter the Sound♪♪ ♪That Enslaved a Wretch Like Us♪♪♪ ♪We Once Were Lost♪♪ ♪And Now We Aren’t Found♪♪♪ ♪Were Blind♪♪ ♪But Now We’re Deaf♪♪♪/. And the American Church says: Darn!!!

♪♪♪VOLANDO LOS FOLLETOS VAN/FLYING THE TRACTS GO♪♪♪ ♪Volando, volando, a Londres van, to New York go♪♪ ♪Volando, volando, los Folletos van con su canción♪♪ ♪Flying, flying, the Tracts go with their song♪♪♪
♪No tienen miedo al avión♪♪ ♪Ni tienen miedo al barco♪♪ ♪No, ni necesitan puente pa’ cruzar el charco♪♪ ♪No need to send them by Sucial Media platforms♪♪ ♪Infinitamente better to send them via Postal Office Mail♪♪♪
♪Y volar, over the clouds donde ya no queda veneno♪♪ ♪Por tren también van los Folletos♪♪ ♪By truck on the road the Tracts also go♪♪ ♪All inside an envelope First Class they go♪♪ ♪The Tracts go, los Folletos van♪♪ ♪Dentro de un sobre los Folletos van, the Tracts go♪♪♪
♪Volando, volando, a Madrid van, to Berlin go♪♪ ♪Volando, volando, a Paris van, to Beijing go♪♪ ♪Volando, volando, a Orlando van, to Jerusalem go♪♪ ♪Volando, volando, a Riyadh van, to Tehran go♪♪ ♪Volando, volando, a Roma van, to New Delhi go♪♪ ♪Volando, volando, a Dacca van, to Nay Pyi Taw go♪♪ ♪Volando, volando, a Moscú van, to Palm Beach go♪♪ ♪Volando, volando, a Stato della Città del Vaticano van, to Washington DC go♪♪ ♪Volando, volando, a Ciudad de Westminster van, to Pretoria go♪♪ ♪Volando, volando, el Folleto ‘¿Estás A “Bien” Con Dios?’ va con su canción♪♪ ♪Flying, flying, the Tract ‘Are You “Right” With The Lord?’ goes with its song♪♪♪
♪Deja que el Cartero entregue en mano la Buena Nueva, amigos, folks and blokes♪♪ ♪Let the Mailman deliver by hand the Good News, blokes, folks and amigos♪♪ ♪Whether they have arrived by Plane, Train or Truck♪♪ ♪Yes, we can, we the people can♪♪ ♪Si, se puede, nosotros la gente podemos♪♪ ♪Si se puede, yes we can say Stop in the Name of God’s Love♪♪♪
♪Volando, volando, a Brazil van, to Mexico go♪♪ ♪Volando, volando, los Folletos van por todo el Mundo con su canción♪♪ ♪Flying, flying, the Tracts go all around the World with their song♪♪ ♪They, the Tracts, reach amigos, brothers, hermanas, fathers and madres, hijos and daughters♪♪ ♪Ellos, los Folletos, alcanzan a presidentes, prime ministers, reyes and queens, clergy, todo el Triumvirātus♪♪ ♪Volando, volando, el Folleto ‘¿Estás A “Bien” Con Dios?’ va con su canción♪♪ ♪Flying, flying, the Tract ‘Are You “Right” With The Lord?’ goes with its song♪♪♪
♪Volando, volando, a todo lugar ellos van, to everywhere they go♪♪ ♪Volando, volando, los Folletos van con su canción♪♪ ♪Flying, flying, the Tracts go with their song♪♪♪/. (Always Spanglish, mind you Triumvirātus?)
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THE ‘RACHA MUSICAL’ IS MOMENTARILY BEING EXPANDED WITH A RIDDLE, THE LONGEST RIDDLE EVER BY THE WAY. HERE WE GO!!! THE LONGEST RIDDLE IN AMERICAN HISTORY, FOUR YEARS OLD AND COUNTING: (((1/28/2019) A RIDDLE for you mon ami, 朋友, φίλος, חבר, приятель, صديق, amigos and friends of all the nations, and kindreds, and peoples, and tongues (Revelation/Apocalipsis 7:9) and for ye the people: “A LARGE HOUSE, A LARGE BABY BOY, A LARGE ‘FAMILIA/FAMILY’. That dreadful night time approaching fast and furious; bed time for the ‘large baby boy’ and in an upper room could be heard ‘mama singing a lullaby’ with no results: The usual ‘rabietas/tantrums’ that could be heard even across the swamp. Papa comes up to help and takes over the lullaby singing. ‘Nada/nothing’, the ‘rabietas/tantrums’ continue and increase. Up comes ‘abuela/grandma’ and now in charge of the ‘lullaby’, the ‘big baby boy is large for his age’ and so are his ‘rabietas/tantrums’. Grandpa comes up and takes over the ‘lullaby’ and ‘nada/nothing’, the ‘rabietas/tantrums’ go on. ‘Chupeta/pacifier’, ‘nada/nothing’; chocolate milk bottle, ‘nada/nothing’; ‘pirulí/lollipop’, ‘nada/nothing’ works; ‘rabietas, rabietas y más rabietas/tantrums, tantrums and more tantrums’!

(The longest Riddle, yes indeed, the longest “Riddle” in memory in our life time that could turn out to be the greatest nightmare in memory in our life time for it seemed that no one in the ‘house’ can go to sleep, that necessary and well deserved night rest for these four members of the ‘familia/family’ after putting up with the ‘big baby boy’ all day. All in the ‘familia/family’ wants to go to sleep except one, and guess who that is: Big baby boy!)

At last, like a miracle just happened, at midnight the ‘rabietas/tantrums’ suddenly stopped. Silence, like ‘twas the night before the Nightmare, when nowhere in the house no one was stirring, not even the big baby boy’s ‘cricetino/hamster’ called Midas. All in the ‘familia/family’ fell asleep in the ‘big baby boy’s room, but behold, except one, and guess who? ‘Sigilosamente/stealthily’ while the rest of the ‘familia/family’ were soundly at sleep, ‘big baby boy’ only wearing big ‘pañales/diapers’ dragged himself and made it down the ‘escaleras/stairs’ to the big ‘familia/family’ room ‘genuinamente/genuinely’ concerned with Midas, and after picking Midas up the ‘big baby boy’ placed Midas on his right broad shoulder. Something curious was noticed by ‘big baby boy’; Midas was running, as if Midas was in a marathon, from the right shoulder to the left shoulder back and forth without taking a break.

THE EARLY MORNING DAWN was sneaking in through a window of the ‘big baby boy’s room: Mama woke up first and looking around exclaimed in panic: Holy Cow! That woke up papa next and looking around exclaimed in panic as well: Holy Macaroni! That woke up grandma next and looking around exclaimed in terror: Holy Ham! That woke up the last but not least of the ‘familia/family’ that were ‘roncando/snoring’ the night away in the ‘big baby boy’s room: Grandpa! Looking around as well exclaimed ‘aterrorizado/terrorized’: ¡Santo/Holy Jamón Serrano!

THE ‘BIG BABY BOY’ kept busy all during the night, down and up and up and down all through the house. ‘Big baby boy’s room was a total mess and the walls were painted with vivid “red crayon” showing different figures, one of them seemed to look like a giant ‘pantano/swamp’ and coming out of it fumes and vapors that undoubtedly looked toxic. Next to it a house illuminated with many colors as if it was the ‘Arco Iris/Rainbow’. On the ‘west wall’ could be read several very strange writings on the wall: ‘Compassionate Conservatism’ followed by ‘No Child Left Behind’ and what followed that was even more strange: ‘Partners in Crime’, ‘Hope & Change’ and ending with a musical note, a cantata: ♪♪♪Nobody does it better♪♪♪ ♪♪♪Makes him feel sad for the rest♪♪♪ ♪♪♪Nobody does it half as good as me♪♪♪ ♪♪♪Baby, I’m the best♪♪♪

It is like a ‘riddle within a riddle’, who could be able to ‘descifrar/decipher’ it, these ‘writings on the wall of ‘big baby boy’s room? ‘Seguridad Casa del Campo’? ‘Centro Internacional of Ashes’, CIA? Nada Seguro Agencia’, NSA?

FINALLY the four, mama, papa, grandma and grandpa, encouraging one another came out of the ‘big baby boy’s room to the upper hallway approaching ‘sigilosamente/stealthily’ the ‘escaleras/stairs’. One behind the other in a line with their hands on the shoulders of the one in front, as if for protection, for they were not dancing the conga, but in reality they looked pathetic, a pathetic chain of terrorized individuals. The line was headed by the most ‘valiente/brave’ of the group: Grandma! They came down the stairs ever so carefully probing every step of the way down for booby traps, but mercifully there were none. When they reached the bottom step and looked around the ample main living room of the house, their mouths opened slowly to the max, and their eyes opened as well as if they were ‘búhos/owls’ and round as a ‘fake coin pence’; the four of them, grandma, mama, grandpa and papa (that was the order of the human chain, the line, as they approached the ample main living room of the house) screamed in unison: That’s our ‘big baby boy’!

‘BIG BABY BOY’ was found by the astonished four, grandma, mama, grandpa and papa, the unwavering and faithful members of ‘La Familia/Family’, that no matter what ‘big baby boy’ does, he has their support, for there is a season, and a time to pluck up that which is planted, and a time to break down, a time to weep, a time to mourn, a time to cast away stones, a time to rend (Ecclesiastes 3), he was found laying down in the middle of the living room and on the carpet snoring his dreams away peacefully with a thumb in his mouth, while Midas’s head rested on one of the ‘big baby boy’s toe.

Utter destruction surrounded the sleeping ‘big baby boy’ except for the ‘walls’ that somehow, maybe miraculously, were spared so damning a destruction as if left intact for the purpose of sending a message of what might come next. The entire house was in such ‘hecatombe’, and no room was spared again except the walls, as if it was a skeleton of what it once was, a prosperous and gilded dwelling place of the privileged and some of the servants, a real mansion that no longer was.

IT SEEMED as if a Hurricane or a big Twister from within had imploded. And from without, the house looked as if nothing had happened inside, with the expansive ground’s green turf well manicured, and the beds of beautiful flowers everywhere including a Rose Garden. A House all painted in White as a sign of purity left by the Puritans on an early arrival from the old side of the great divide, the Great Wall of Water that is the Atlantic Ocean separating the “Old World” from the “New World”, or so it was told. (To be continued)

Woe unto you, scribes and Phar’i-sees, hypocrites! for ye are like unto whited sepulchers, which indeed appear beautiful outward, but are within full of dead men’s bones, and of all uncleanness. / ¡Ay de vosotros, escribas y fariseos, hipócritas! porque sois semejantes a sepulcros blanqueados, que por fuera, a la verdad, se muestran hermosos, mas por dentro están llenos de huesos de muertos y de inmundicia. Matthew/Mateo 23:27

(2/24/2019) ATENCIÓN/ATTENTION: Mon ami, 朋友, φίλος, חבר, приятель, صديق, amigos and friends of all the nations, and kindreds, and peoples, and tongues (Revelation/Apocalipsis 7:9), and yes ye the people of the whole of América: THE RIDDLE OF THE ‘BIG BABY BOY’ IS DONE! Now, most of the World is waiting for the correct answer to such exceptional “Riddle”, but without any ‘remords/remordimiento/remorse’ I must say in writing that you all are on your own to solve it, for there are only these questions left to be posted (and good luck amigos): Who is ‘Big Baby Boy’? Who are the four: Mama, Papa, Grandma and Grandpa? Who is Midas? And last but not least: In Which Nation on Earth did the “Riddle” occur?)))

(*And Sam’son said unto them, I will now put forth a riddle unto you: if ye can certainly declare it me within the seven days of the feast, and find it out, then I will give you thirty sheets and thirty change of garments: Más si no me lo podéis declarar, entonces vosotros me daréis a mí los treinta vestidos de lino y los vestidos de fiesta. Y ellos respondieron: Propón to enigma, y lo diremos. And he said unto them, Out of the eater came forth meat, and out of the strong came forth sweetness. And they could not in three days expound the riddle. Al séptimo día dijeron a la mujer de Sansón: Induce a tu marido a que nos declare este enigma, para que no te quememos a ti y a la casa de tu padre. ¿Nos habéis llamado aquí para despojarnos? And Sam’son wife wept before him, and said, Thou dost but hate me, and lovest me not: thou hast put forth a riddle unto the children of my people, and hast not told it me. And he said unto her, Behold, I have not told it my father nor my mother, and shall I tell it thee? Y ella lloró en presencia de él los siete días que ellos tuvieron banquete; más al séptimo día él se lo declaró, porque le presionaba; y ella lo declaró a los hijos de su pueblo. And the men of the city said unto him on the seventh day before the sun went down. What is sweeter than honey? And what is stronger than a lion? And he said unto them, If ye had not plowed with my heifer, ye had not found out my riddle. Y el Espíritu de Jehová vino sobre él, y descendió a Ascalón y mató a treinta hombres de ellos; y tomando sus despojos, dio las mudas de vestidos a los que habían explicado el enigma; y encendido en su enojo se volvió a la casa de su padre. But Sam’son’s wife was given to his companion, whom he had used as his friend) [Always Spanglish, mind you Triumvirātus?]
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ALL IS NOT QUIET ON THE WESTERN FRONT! NEWS FROM THE WESTERN FRONT, A BRIDGE TO NOWHERE: ONE MORE TIME: FROM THE DEPARTMENT OF MUSIC & CANTO OF “UGOS”, “UNIVERSIDAD GLOBAL OF SPANGLISH” IN THE YUNAITES AT CAROLINA: A CANTATA THAT MAY BE WORTH ALL OUR ATTENTION: I & THE GLOBAL VANDAL CHURCH DO NOT APPROVE THIS CANTATA: POTUS POPUS TRUMPTUS I OF THE AMERICAN CHURCH: ♪♪♪WESTERN BRIDGE♪♪♪ ♪Western Bridge is falling down♪♪ ♪Falling down, falling down♪♪ ♪Western Bridge is falling down♪♪ ♪My fair lady♪♪♪/. And the “Global Universal Church of Vandals” says: Darn!!!

JUST ANOTHER REMINDER: [First Posted: Christmas 2018] EL RELATO DE UNA MUERTE ANUNCIADA/THE TALE OF A DEATH FORETOLD: The Death of Capitalism in Progress? The Agonizing British/American Capitalism System in Its Deathbed! The Sequel: The Tale of a Death Foretold II: The Agonizing British/American Capitalism System in Its Deathbed Is Being Administered the Last Rites!

AND AGAIN: FROM THE ONLY HONEST PRESIDENT IN THE HISTORY OF AMERICA, BIG BABY BOY!!! “Trump Says System Is ‘Rigged’.” “Donald Trump says the whole economy is ‘rigged’.” “Trump: We have a rigged system” “Everyone is lying’: Trump questions public health experts on Twitter”

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AND NOW A PIVOTAL SEGMENT: SAVED AMERICA from 45!!! We’ll depart from the “House of Horrors” in Washington DC and stop somehow briefly in Georgia [for is a rainy day and night in Georgia, and feels like it’s rainin’ cats and dogs all over the World], and then to the swamp of St. DeSantis [No pun intended, Mar-a-Lago, the New Palatium Apostolicum of Potus Popus Trumptus I of the American Church], that as time goes by looks more and more like Europe’s ‘lo stivale’, though in this case Florida looks like it is ready to kick not Sicily but Cuba, Santo Domingo and Puerto Rico. We’ll visit just for a little while Fantasy City, Orlando, to take the Spiritual Temperature [not much difference from the Temporal Temperature: Money and Power] for the good of ye the people including the lame sheep, and those that are blind, deaf or both. (*Let them alone: they be blind leaders of the blind. And if the blind lead the blind, both shall fall into the dtch/Dejadlos; son ciegos guías de ciegos; y si el ciego guiare al ciego, ambos caerán en el hoyo.)

LOTS TO TOUCH on the way, amigos, but we won’t linger for too long because most of it is toxic, if not all, but behold, we’ll be using space gloves alla Musk & Bezos but not temporal masks alla Jeffress & Candelario as the going goes this moment in time and in place, in whichever place we’re found [A buen entendedor, pocas palabras bastan].

WE’LL end this Pivotal but Toxic Segment with The Worldwide War of the Vaccines, Crownvirus Vaccines, where the victims of such War won’t be the usual suspects, CEOs, Royalty, high level Politicians, nor high level Clergy, the Triumvirātus, but rather ye the commoners, folks, blokes, amigos, the Comuneros. But behold, those that survive will visit together with me the little town of Restitución/Restitution where we’ll rest for a good while out of this great hecatomb ‘que está azotando’ the World, and find out how the gang of old bards are doing.

FOR those new readers of CHRISTIANITY vs. GOD, I’m Batuta the narrator but also the conscience of the author, Felix Altamonte, and although you won’t hear a conscience speak aloud to others, you can read about it. Your conscience, dear sober and wise reader, ‘susurra inaudiblemente’ to you and to others. All have it, but most ignore it. I like to repeat Mosca’s adage: “Most of us are not good, and the rest are wicked”.

ALL OTHER THINGS BEING EQUAL [Ceteris paribus] in most parts of the Yunaites, if not in all, we are embarking on a Terrifying Journey as we heard it on the grapevine, a 245-year-old grape-like, when America went haywire. It climbed up first on the outer walls of the “House of Horrors” in DC and now its glossy green leaves toothed like an interminable ‘Ciempiés Venenoso’ [Venomous Centipede] almost covers [as in a cover-up] the outer monstrously built [Roman inspired architecture] all in green [No pun intended, Sacrum Imperium Romanum]. However, now it has grown [sneaked] into the halls of the “House of Horrors” on Capitol Hill where no one is safe at this moment in time, and if no one is safe on Top of the Hill, who can assure ye the people that it’s still a safe place left behind in the whole of Yunaites?

THE RUMBLING SOUND COMING OUT OF THE “HOUSE OF HORRORS” AS WE’RE LEAVING DC IS LIKE 70 MILLION RUMBLING AND ROARING MOTORCYCLES ALL AT ONCE: Madam Speaker of the House of Representatives has spoken from one side of the aisle of the “House of Horrors” [the other side is the Senate] saying: “The Enemy is Within”. It could be perfectly ‘argumentativo’ that honesty is not a preferred quality ‘Within There’, or Madam Speaker just noticed the fact that “The Enemy is Within”, a fact that is ‘dubitativo’ at best, for the enemy has always been within both sides of the aisle at the “House of Horrors”, and that enemy has a name: The White Man’s Republic! It is only necessary to read the Original Draft and Implementation of the Constitution to come to the realization that “the enemy has been within” from the get go. From the very beginning: 245-years ago, almost two centuries and a half ago. Since 1776 to be precise and clear, just in case this Fact [no room left for alternative facts] is not understood in Trumpyland!!!

IN OUR WAY DOWN SOUTH TO GEORGIA ‘nos vemos obligados’ to take a detour into Louisiana, for we just heard it on the grapevine, the correct grapevine that is, some very sad news: The Family of Mr. Darrell “Soul” Robert Semien, a beloved Deputy Sheriff, denied burial in a nondescript cemetery. A confirmation that little if anything has changed in The White Man’s Republic! ¿Por Quién Doblan Las Campanas/For Whom the Bell Tolls?

♪THE TRUMPETA WENT DOWN TO GEORGIA♪♪♪ ♪He was lookin’ for a couple of souls to steal♪♪ ♪Trumpeta found the two of them in a chicken coop♪♪ ♪One that looked like the Gallo de Morón♪♪ ♪The other a proud Hen wearing Pink Loafers♪♪ ♪Lets make a deal♪♪ ♪I’m the Great Golden Trumpeta♪♪ ♪You both are pretty good Trumpetitas players♪♪ ♪I’ll tell you what♪♪ ♪You both keep on playing that same tune, Trumpeta’s tune♪♪ ♪I’ll give you two golden Trumpetitas with my name engraved on them♪♪ ♪Next time you both come up to DC victorious♪♪♪
♪The Trumpeta came down to Georgia♪♪ ♪Le salió el sonido musical Trumpetero por la culata♪♪ ♪By a miracle two left Georgia for Washington♪♪ ♪One a Gentleman of Color♪♪ ♪The other a Jewish Gentleman♪♪ ♪And the 6th of January 2021, Three Kings’ Day♪♪ ♪All hell broke loose♪♪ ♪On Capitol Hill♪♪♪/. And the American Church of Vandals says: Darn!!!

THERE YOU HAVE IT, sober and wise readers, in a musical-nutshell. For some, not many, the response of the Right-Wing White Supremacist Evangelical Vandals on the Three Kings’ Day was not a surprise after losing two Senate seats in Georgia of all places to be sent to the “House of Horrors”. In their brutally deranged minds everything was lost, so might as well go for the killing. The event in Georgia [a Georgia miracle, Mr. Trump], the first Black and the first Jew elected Senators, again, for these spiritually disturbed minds Apocalypse Now had just arrived and it called for blood. And so it went, 5 persons died and the blood was shed. For how in this hellish world could their most hated enemies, the Jewish and Black people, be on a par with Whites? For many, more than many this time around, there was no surprise at the response to this great event in Georgia [more than a miracle but for the hard work of Miss Abrams], the first Black and the first Jew elected Senators, for it has been the way of Christianity the World over for the longest time, and will always be, unless or until…/.

GEORGIANS ON OUR MIND: It comes to mind now more than ever, that ‘a rainy night in Georgia, oh Good Lord, feels like it’s rainin’ all over the World. Still the ‘Gentilicio’ [Georgians] of Georgia can’t sing victory just yet. A distant moanin’ of a train could be heard on the Underground Railroad. No, mon ami, 朋友, φίλος, חבר, приятель, صديق, amigos and friends of all the nations, and kindreds, and peoples, and tongues (Revelation/Apocalipsis 7:9), the ‘devil’ was not kicked out of Georgia, it is still roaming around and roaring; oh yeah, sober and wise readers (*Be sober and vigilant; because your adversary the devil, as a roaring lion, walketh about, seeking whom he may devour).

THERE ARE STILL POCKETS, and not small pockets of malcontents in Georgia, although not just in Georgia, but it is the Peach State we’re concentrating on right now, the kind of dangerous malcontents like “Stolen Election” extremists that are roaming and roaring as you read these words, even inside the “House of Horrors”, thus the crying out for help of Madam Speaker with the following words: “The enemy is within” [it is not that it has never been within prior to the U.S. Capitol Riot on the Three Kings’ Day]!

LET US, sober and wise readers, just read the following statements of some elected officers and leaders of our exceptional Nation. And now, we quote from the horse’s mouth, though in some cases it’ll be more appropriate to say from the mare’s mouth [Beware: ‘No apto para menores’. No pun intended, Mr. Trump]: One congresswoman Ms. Greene has presented herself as a deeply conservative, pro-Trump Christian mother and business owner: “MUST READ — Democratic Party Involved With Child Sex, Satanism, and The Occult”, “An Islamic invasion of our government”, “Only way you get your freedoms back is it’s earned with the price of blood”, “Radical, left-wing Democrat mob”, “Strengthens my base of support at home and across the country”, “If Republicans cower to the mob, and let the Democrats and the fake news media take me out,” Ms. Greene said, “they’re opening the door to come after every single Republican until there’s none left”, “Bankrolling left-wing movements worldwide who want to destroy Israel”, “Stop the Steal, 1776 moment”.

BUT WAIT, THERE’S MORE WHERE THESE WICKED WORDS CAME FROM: In this particular case from the mare’s mouth [No pun intended towards mares, “It’s Just a Saying, Folks, Just a Saying”, you know amigos, as the saying goes], the one congresswoman Ms. Greene has presented herself as a deeply conservative, pro-Trump Christian mother and business owner [The True American Dream and Rest Is a Parking Lot: And the winner was The White Man’s Republic; at least for now…]: And she got a call from Mar-a-Pantano, the New Palatium Apostolicum of Potus Popus Trumptus I of the American Church, or so she said: “I had a GREAT call with my all time favorite POTUS, President Trump! I’m so grateful for his support and more importantly the people of this country are absolutely 100% loyal to him because he is 100% loyal to the people and America First”, Greene tweeted. “I won’t back down. I’ll never apologize. And I’ll always keep fighting for the people. For me, it’s America First!!!” she tweeted Saturday. Previously the Greene, 2018, said that the “stage is being set” in response to a post calling for the assassinations of former Secretary of State Hillary Clinton and former President Obama. Greene in January 2019 also allegedly liked a Facebook comment that stated “a bullet to the head would be quicker” to remove Speaker Nancy Pelosi (D-Calif.) from office.

WAIT, America is not done: Greene said the following would happen if Trump Loses the Election: “If this generation doesn't stand up and defend freedom, it's gone, and “once it's gone, freedom doesn't come back by itself. The only way you get your freedoms back is it's earned with the price of blood.” “This is it: November 3rd, freedom is on the ballot,” she said. “You have a choice of either voting for freedom by voting for Donald J. Trump ... or you're going to vote for socialism and vote to completely end America as we know it. This is no joke.” Greene has repeatedly accused House Speaker Nancy Pelosi of committing treason and called for her to receive the death penalty. During a town hall, Greene promoted a suggestion from one of her supporters that journalists, who she refers to as “fake news,” should be given “the electric chair.” It must be very sad and frightening to be a teen that survived the school mass shooting in Parkland, Florida, for later on to be stalked and followed by a deranged lady shouting at you: “He is very trained. He’s like a dog. He’s completely trained”! More terrifying for this young man might have been, later on, to know that this deranged lady has been elected to the Congress of the U.S.A.

WHAT? Who was the one that said Christians love the Jewish people? From a QAnon ‘profetisa/prophetess’ writings: Greene wrote: “oddly there are all these people who have said they saw what looked like lasers or blue beams of light causing the fires,” claiming that she finds it interesting that a vice chairman at “Rothschild Inc, international investment banking firm” is also on the PG&E board. Then, Greene repeatedly claimed the fire was ignited by a beam powered by “space solar generators.” Have the loonies taken over the asylum?

SOMETIMES I, Batuta, wonder who is capable of giving his or her vote to… At any rate and by the way, I, Batuta, haven’t heard lately that crowd of whackos [No pun intended to the people’s noble town of Waco, Texas] shouting “Lock Her Up”!!! ‘Aunque’ in this particular case the ‘lock her up’ should be more compassionate [Compassionate Conservatism], like in the funny farm [♪And they're coming to take her away ha-haaa♪♪ ♪They're coming to take her away ho-ho hee-hee ha-haaa♪♪ ♪To the funny farm♪♪♪]
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♪AY, AY, AY, AY, Canta y no llores♪♪ ♪Y si lloras, canta también, America♪♪ ♪Walk and chew gum (al mismo tiempo)♪♪ ♪Porque es tiempo de pagar al Gaitero♪♪ ♪Time to pay the Piper♪♪♪/. THIS MOMENT IN TIME from the horse’s mouth, the male one that is: The “Whip” went down to Mar-a-Swamp, the New Palatium Apostolicum of Potus Popus Trumptus I of the American Church, or so he said, and said: Do not worry mommies & poppies, he’ll take care of mommy Greene’s naughtiness with a ‘whip made of Tares’, he’ll talk to her one morning over breakfast with a Mimosa & Café au Lait at the “House of Horrors” when he returns back up North: “These comments are deeply disturbing and Leader McCarthy plans to have a conversation with the Congresswoman about them,” a spokesperson for House Minority Leader Kevin McCarthy (R-Calif.) said this week. What the man that holds the ‘whip made of Tares’ has not shared with the ‘canutos’ of his party is, first things first: The Balance Scale would tell him which way loses votes or not. The bottom line for a politician, all politicians, is votes; their conscience does not count! A man or woman with a living conscience will almost never become a professional politician, no way José!

IS THAT A CLEAR MORON’S ACT OF CONTRITION [A Christian one, for sure]? Contrition her foot, and McCarthy’s and McConnell’s foot!!! Greene: “I woke up early this morning literally laughing thinking about what a bunch of morons the Democrats (+11) are for giving some one like me free time,”; “In this Democrat tyrannical government, Conservative Republicans have no say on committees anyway,” she said, adding, “Oh this is going to be fun!”/. All truly  to be told: The ones that have no say under the ‘Repucrat’ tyrannical rule are ‘ye the people’, they never had it [Read Repucrat tyrannical rule: The White Man’s Republic]!

AND THE MOMENT IN TIME from the horse’s mouth, the male one that is, continues: And “The Lincoln Project” has spoken: “Kevin McCarthy, You Did This’! This bunch [Bushes?] in a Lincoln blames the corrupt ‘Whip Made of Tares’ professional politician for the Riots, spreading the Three Kings’ Day bloody debacle’s fault  around, like spreading fake butter on a fake piece of toast in a fake system. From the mouth of the ‘Whip Made of Tares’: “President Trump won this election, so everybody who is listening, do not be quiet,” “Do not be silent about this,” McCarthy continues before footage of the pro-Trump rioters pushing their way into the building while chanting “stop the steal” is shown.” A question: How in this hellish world could this ‘Whip Made of Tares’ ever ‘Whip Out’ the new American ‘Joan “Greene” of Arc’ for her ‘loony lies’? This whole bunch might end up needing at the end of the day a Lincoln Consigliere, you know amigos, folks and blokes, something like Giuliani’s counsel [Satisfaction guaranteed or your ‘Bucatini alla Puttanesca’ back!]: “Consejos vendo y para mí no tengo”.

A SHORT MUSICAL INTERLUDE: A Celebration of the Life of the Man that Has Departed From Our Midst: ♪He's leaving (but you can’t hear it now)♪♪ ♪On that midnight train to Georgia (but we can hear you even now)♪♪ ♪Hmm, yeah♪♪ ♪You know what, my Man♪♪ ♪Miss Abrams is the best thing that has happened to Georgia today♪♪ ♪Oh yeah (uh-uh, no, uh-uh)♪♪ ♪Together with Black Lives Matter too♪♪ ♪Have you heard that, Miss Knight♪♪♪.

BACK TO THE STABLE TO HEAR IT STRAIGHT FROM THE HORSE’S MOUTH [No pun intended towards the noble animal, nor towards the horse’s keepers, you know amigos, folks and blokes, the stable workers]: I remember professor Felix Altamonte telling me way back how much he liked reading books from Mr. John Dos Passos and how much he’d learned from this writer. Felix Altamonte considered this man, John Dos Passos, one of the best writers of the XX century, and he liked especially the ‘U.S.A. Trilogy’. In our case, and I said our case because I’m the narrator, Batuta, sort of Altamonte’s conscience, we write in Real Time, remembering History, past and present as it develops, in other words, as it had happened, is happening and might happen, because what is bound to happen will happen regardless and no one can prevent it from happening, no one in this World that is.

BUT ENOUGH FOR NOW, let us get back to the grinder, to hear it straight from the horse’s mouth: Rifle-Toting on Wheels: And if he is on wheels it’s got to be good, or some might think. All-Inclusive Political Races are good, but not all racing, including those on wheels, are good for the job, because we are not talking about Meals-on Wheels, where all involved in delivering are good. From the horse’s mouth on wheels, mainly from the “Stop the Steal” rally in Washington, DC on The Three Kings’ Day: “There is a new Republican Party on the rise that will represent this country, that will go and fight in Washington, DC," he said.” “This crowd has some fight in it”; “The Democrats, with all the fraud they have done in this election, the Republicans, hiding and not fighting, they are trying to silence your voice. Make no mistake about it, they do not want you to be heard.” “Call your congressman and feel free, you can lightly threaten them and say, you know what, if you don't start supporting election integrity, I'm coming after you, Madison Cawthorn is coming after you, everybody's coming after you,” Cawthorn had said at the event.

EVEN ON HIS TURF, the Newspapers got his number so to speak, kind of unmasked him on “the time and season of ‘mask’ yourself for the good of others and you”. The local Newspapers in his State, not known for ‘inclusivity’ historically speaking, for the Red Shirts [Read: White Supremacists] gave the first successful coup d'etat [The Wilmington insurrection of 1898, also known as the Wilmington massacre of 1898 or the Wilmington coup of 1898] in our Exceptional Nation. It seems the Red Color now has gotten into their heads; is that why they wear a baseball cap with KAGA inscribed on the front? At any rate, even National Newspapers have come out with a headline that is very significant, if not true, that says: “Ignominious Deceits of GOP Rep. Cawthorn”.

A REMINDER: These individuals depicted has horses for the obvious reason, races, are lawmakers no less and very powerful at that, powerful enough to make people’s lives miserable in and out of the borders of such an exceptional nation as the Yunaites is. Anyhow, we all deserve a ‘breako’ now [a little Spanglish there], for the horse-bunk is piling up, putting it mildly [no, it is not pointing to Mr. Putin, for now], and stinks up to heaven. Here’s more than a mere coffee break: ♪Que será, será♪♪ ♪Whatever will be, will be♪♪ ♪ Is happening or might happen♪♪ ♪The future's not ours to see♪♪ ♪Que será, será♪♪ ♪What is bound to happen♪♪ ♪Will happen regardless♪♪ ♪What will be, will be♪♪ ♪No one can prevent it from happening♪♪ ♪Que será, será♪♪ ♪No one in this World that is♪♪ ♪♪What will be, will be♪♪♪/.

♪AY, AY, AY, AY, Canta y no llores♪♪ ♪Y si lloras, canta también, America♪♪ ♪Walk and chew gum (al mismo tiempo)♪♪ ♪Porque es tiempo de pagar al Gaitero♪♪ ♪Time to pay the Piper♪♪♪/. THIS MOMENT IN TIME from the horse’s mouth, the male one that is, continues: The Curious Case of young Hawley: I dream of Timothy J. McVeigh & Terry Nichols & Michael Fortier! Young Hawley: “Many of the people populating these movements are not radical, right-wing, pro-assault weapons freaks as they were originally stereotyped,” Hawley wrote of militia groups. “Dismissed by the media and treated with disdain by their elected leaders, these citizens come together and form groups that often draw more media fire as anti-government hate gatherings.” “He added: "Feeling alienated from their government and the rest of society, they often become disenchanted and slip into talks of 'conspiracy theories' about how the federal government is out to get them.” “In this politically correct society, derogatory labels such as 'racist' are widely misused, and our ability to have open debate is eroding," he wrote.

IF MY FRIENDS COULD SEE ME NOW: I’m GOP Sen. Josh Hawley! ♪Que será, será♪♪ ♪Whatever will be, will be♪♪ ♪ Is happening or might happen♪♪ ♪The future's not ours to see♪♪ ♪Que será, será♪♪ ♪What is bound to happen♪♪ ♪Will happen regardless♪♪ ♪What will be, will be♪♪ ♪No one can prevent it from happening♪♪ ♪Que será, será♪♪ ♪No one in this World that is♪♪ ♪♪What will be, will be♪♪♪/.

FROM WHICH CRADLE COULD MANY OF THESE VIOLENT INDIVIDUALS COME? Well, what about Christian Home Schooling and Sunday School where they are taught about Spiritual Warfare and that they are angels of light? Answer: How in this hellish world can tender young ‘skulls full of mush’ comprehend the difference between Wars, even after they grow up and Trump tells them to ‘fight like hell’? How am I doing so far, Sunday School teacher Jeff “Amazed” Sessions? This is not a joke because at the end of the day people are being killed!!! By the way, the words or phrase “Spiritual Warfare” is nowhere to be found in the Bible!

SR. MOSCA told Felix Altamonte once many moons ago [And I know that; I was there, for I’m Felix Altamonte’s conscience, Batuta]: If The American Experiment is reduced to the American Dream, it’s clear that it never emerged from the laboratory in one piece, for it’ll blow up in the face of many millions one day and turn out to be the American Nightmare, like ‘Calderón de la Barca’ put it so well in his XVII century Obra Genial: La Vida Es Sueño.

MONÓLOGO DE SEGISMUNDO: Es verdad, pues: reprimamos esta fiera condición, esta furia, esta ambición, por si alguna vez soñamos. Y sí haremos, pues estamos en mundo tan singular, que el vivir sólo es soñar; y la experiencia me enseña, que el hombre que vive, sueña lo que es, hasta despertar. Sueña el rey que es rey, y vive con este engaño mandando, disponiendo y gobernando; y este aplauso, que recibe prestado, en el viento escribe y en cenizas le convierte la muerte (¡desdicha fuerte!): ¡que hay quien intente reinar viendo que ha de despertar en el sueño de la muerte! Sueña el rico en su riqueza, que más cuidados le ofrece; sueña el pobre que padece su miseria y su pobreza; sueña el que a medrar empieza, sueña el que afana y pretende, sueña el que agravia y ofende, y en el mundo, en conclusión, todos sueñan lo que son, aunque ninguno lo entiende. Yo sueño que estoy aquí, destas prisiones cargado; y soñé que en otro estado más lisonjero me vi. ¿Qué es la vida? Un frenesí. ¿Qué es la vida? Una ilusión, una sombra, una ficción, y el mayor bien es pequeño; que toda la vida es sueño, y los sueños, sueños son/.

BUT THERE IS “ONE” WHO WROTE ABOUT IT TO PERFECTION: (*For as he thinketh in his heart, so is he/Porque cual es su pensamiento en su corazón, tal es él/For in the multitude of dreams and many words there are also divers vanities: but fear thou God/Donde abundan los sueños, también abundan las vanidades y las muchas palabras; mas tú, teme a Dios)
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OUR LAST STOP IN THE HORSE STABLE WILL BE IN KENTUCKY, a place famous for its horse ‘bizness’ for more reasons than just one to hear again from the horse’s mouth. Now, this horse [you know amigos, folks and blokes, that this horse bunk is a manner of speaking, nothing more, but nothing less] is an old horse practicing races in the “House of Horrors”, half of his life by the way, and that doesn’t mean that he previously had a job ‘como Dios manda’ (*Con el sudor de tu rostro comerás el pan…/In the sweat of thy face shall thou eat bread…), as a matter of fact, this old horse never had a job as everyday common amigos, folks and blokes.

​ONE McConnell: “Somebody who’s suggested that perhaps no airplane hit the Pentagon on 9/11, that horrifying school shootings were pre-staged, and that the Clintons crashed JFK Jr’s airplane is not living in reality,” McConnell said. “Loony lies and conspiracy theories” are a “cancer for the Republican party”. There you have it, amigos, folks and blokes, from the horse’s mouth of one of the wealthiest individuals in Kentucky. A true American Dream case, almost like a miracle, from an everyday Joe Botella [No pun intended Señor J. M. Aznar] to a multimillionaire many times over without having a job ‘como Dios manda’. Nothing personal, not against the wealthy, but it occurred to me that God is not for the rich. Having said that, could it be that God is for the poor? (*And again I say unto you, It is easier for a camel to go through the eye of needle, than for a rich man to enter into the kingdom of god)

​BUT WAIT, there’s more from both sides of the horse’s mouth: Two weeks after the Three Kings’ Day, McConnell finally blamed Trump for inciting the Capitol riot and said: “The mob was fed lies. They were provoked by the president and other powerful people, and they tried to use fear and violence to stop a specific proceeding of the first branch of the federal government which they did not like.” Spilling the beans to CYA, sire McConnell?

​IF THIS MAN WOULD HAVE MADE HIS LIVING AS AN ONCOLOGIST BY NOW HE WOULD HAVE BEEN SUED THE VERY FIRST YEAR AS A PRATICING SHAMAN, similarly like QAnon’s Shaman that lost his practice from hell. No way José, that lady Greene is the Cancer for the GOP, and by the way it is terminal, another misdiagnosis from shaman McConnell; for the true ‘grande’ cancer for the GOP has all along been Trump, your partner in ‘bizness’ and crime for the last four years. One side of your mouth, Mr. McConnell, accused your partner Trump of being responsible for inciting the Capitol riot, and the other side of your mouth, Mr. McConnell, will acquit Mr. Trump of all charges, including treason. No doubt about it. You also, Mr. McConnell, didn’t nail it as a “shrink” either, mind you sire, because not just lady Greene is not living in “reality” [Read: orbit], but many others are orbiting around the Sun [Read: Trump] as well including you, sire. But you, Mr. McConnell, like many others, rather much better say that it’s all about “alternative facts” no less, for there are many orbits out there as “alternative facts”. How ‘Bout Them Apples? See Ya All Later Alligators! Hasta la Vista, House of Horrors!!!

​ONE LAST ITEM, mind you Triumvirātus? This is a great opportunity, if not the best opportunity remaining for Mr. Biden [“He never called me ‘boy,’ he always called me ‘son.’”] to shake off the white supremacist ‘mono’ from his shoulder by declaring “White Supremacy” a National Security Threat! Already some citizens in our exceptional Nation, with common sense in their ‘brainos’ and a living conscience in them, have urged Mr. Biden to do so A.S.A.P.!!!

​WE’RE LEAVING THE HORSE STABLE CON LA SEÑAL DE LA CRUZ [there are many others though in the Lone Star State, Tejas, that could stand alone among so many that speak from both sides of their mouth, the horse’s mouth that is]. One Cruz, a Christian to the bone carrying his own ‘pesada’ cross: Hear it from both sides of the horse’s mouth no less: “Donald Trump can’t be trusted with common sense. Why would we trust him in the White House?”, “This man is a pathological liar”, “Donald Trump may be a rat”, “Listen, anytime someone is attacking your faith, that starts to suggest they're getting really nervous about what's happening in the race. I would be happy to invite Donald to come with me to church anytime he would like.”​

​BUT WAIT A MINUTE, THERE IS MORE: “Donald comes from New York and he embodies New York values” “Everyone understands that the values in New York City are socially liberal, are pro-abortion, are pro-gay-marriage, focused around money and the media” “Maybe it is the case that Donald, there have been multiple media reports about Donald's business dealings with the mob, with the mafia. Maybe his taxes show those business dealings are a lot more extensive than has been reported”. Who was the scariest candidate back then amigos, folks and blokes, Ted Cruz or Donald Trump? I leave the answer to your capable ‘brainos, Tejanos’!

​FAKE CRUZ NOW: Fake Cruz ‘encabeza la banda de 11 senadores Republicanos’ threatening to reject Electoral College Vote on January 6, the Three King’s Day no less!!! Sen. Ted Cruz: “Well, I think we'll see the trial continue for the rest of the week. It is reminiscent of Shakespeare that it is full of sound and fury and yet signifying nothing. I think are you going to see a lot of partisan table pounding. You’re going to see a lot of effort to pull on emotion. We saw the beginning of that with the Hollywood video that the House managers began with. I think we'll see a lot more of that today and tomorrow. At the end of the day, it is not going to succeed. President Trump is going to be acquitted. In order to convict him, it takes 67 votes. There are not 67 votes. Every senator knows that, the House managers know that. Everybody knows that. But they are going through political theater and they’re going through political theater because for four years congressional Democrats, they have been obsessed and consumed with hatred for President Trump. It really defines who the Democratic Party is ... They have a new Democratic president, a Democratic House, a Democratic Senate, and instead of working on the very real problems we have in this country; we have tens of millions of Americans out of work, we have millions of kids who are not going to school, and yet the Democrats aren't trying to fix those problems. Instead, they want to go through a circus of an impeachment trial that they know is doomed to failure. I think it's a mistake but unfortunately, it's the path that the congressional Democrats have put us on.”/. I’m out of here, the horse stable, for it stinks to heaven and beyond!

BREAKO MUSICAL: ♪♪♪NUNCA GONNA DEJAR YOU GO♪♪♪ ♪Tu and me♪♪ ♪We’re gonna ser♪♪ ♪Mejor than we were antes♪♪ ♪I loved you then, Congressmen♪♪ ♪But now I’m gonna love you even more, Senators♪♪ ♪Esta vez you can be assured, my dear base♪♪♪

♪Yo nunca gonna let you go♪♪ ♪Remember who I am♪♪ ♪Imperator D. Juan Thumb Trump♪♪ ♪I’m gonna hold you en mis brazos forever♪♪ ♪Gonna try to squeeze you up for old time sake♪♪ ♪Can’t breathe, that’s your problemo♪♪ ♪Does it hurt, ain’t taking the knee off♪♪ ♪Ain’t gonna let you go, my dear base♪♪ ♪Ain’t gonna let you go, my dear Congresswomen♪♪ ♪ Ain’t gonna let you go, my dear Senators♪♪ ♪I’m gonna press you until it hurts mucho♪♪♪

♪Remember when you laughed at Maximum Pressure and Voter Suppression♪♪ ♪Oh Lord, Have Mercy, Georgians cry out♪♪ ♪And the Lord delivered to Georgia Miss Abrams♪♪ ♪And the people of Georgia say: Praise the Lord and thank you Miss Abrams!!!♪♪ ♪Remember señor Guillermo Barr, no Collusion, but no Conclusion?♪♪♪

♪Gonna hold tu cuerpo close al mio♪♪ ♪From this day on vamos siempre a estar juntos♪♪ ♪Till death do us part♪♪ ♪This is the last chance, the last dance♪♪ ♪Yeah, I swear this time we’ll make it♪♪ ♪Trust me canutos, I’ll be back in a Jiffy to La Casa Pálida♪♪ ♪Hold your horses, stand back and stand by♪♪ ♪Yeah canutos, stand by but get ready for the next assault♪♪ ♪Y que viva la canutada Americana♪♪ ♪Hip hip hooray, hip hip hurrah the permanent Proceso de Impugnación♪♪♪

♪Capitol Rally Cry: ‘SAVED AMERICA’ from 45’♪♪ ♪We won this election, and we won it by a landslide♪♪ ♪We will stop the steal♪♪ ♪We will never give up. We will never concede. It doesn't happen♪♪ ♪You don't concede when there's theft involved. Our country has had enough. We will not take it anymore♪♪ ♪You will have an illegitimate president. That is what you will have, and we can't let that happen♪♪ ♪If you don't fight like hell you're not going to have a country anymore♪♪♪

​♪Go home. We love you, you’re very special♪♪ ♪I know your pain, I know you’re hurt♪♪ ♪We had an election that was stolen from us♪♪ ♪It was a landslide election and everyone knows it, especially the other side♪♪ ♪But you have to go home now. We have to have peace♪♪ ♪We have to have law and order♪♪ ♪We have to respect our great people in law and order♪♪♪

​♪We don’t want anybody hurt♪♪ ♪It’s a very tough period of time♪♪ ♪There’s never been a time like this, where such a thing happened, where they could take it away from all of us♪♪ ♪From me, from you, from our country♪♪ ♪This was a fraudulent election, but we can’t play into the hands of these people♪♪ ♪We have to have peace♪♪ ♪So go home. We love you, you’re very special♪♪ ♪We’ve seen what happens, you see the way others are treated that are so bad and so evil♪♪ ♪I know how you feel♪♪ ♪But go home, and go home in peace♪♪♪

​♪Does Imperator D. Juan Thumb Trump was telling his base, you have done a good job, enough, hold your horses now, stand back and stand by, yeah canutos, stand by but get ready for the next assault, but go to your caves and rest now and wait in peace, just wait♪♪ ♪And the White Supremacist Vandals said: Heil Mein Imperator D. Juan Thumb Trump!!!♪♪♪

​♪Yo nunca gonna let you go♪♪ ♪Remember who I am♪♪ ♪Imperator D. Juan Thumb Trump♪♪ ♪I’m gonna hold you en mis brazos forever♪♪ ♪Gonna try to squeeze you up for old time sake♪♪ ♪Can’t breathe, that’s your problemo♪♪ ♪Does it hurt, ain’t taking the knee off♪♪ ♪Ain’t gonna let you go, my dear base♪♪ ♪Ain’t gonna let you go, my dear Congresswomen♪♪ ♪Ain’t gonna let you go, my dear Senators♪♪ ♪I’m gonna press you until it hurts mucho♪♪♪

​♪Gonna hold tu cuerpo close al mio♪♪ ♪From this day on vamos siempre a estar juntos♪♪ ♪Till death do us part♪♪ ♪This is the last chance, the last dance♪♪ ♪Yeah, I swear this time we’ll make it♪♪ ♪Trust me canutos, I’ll be back in a Jiffy to La Casa Pálida♪♪ ♪Hold your horses, stand back and stand by♪♪ ♪Yea canutos, stand by but get ready for the next assault♪♪ ♪Y que viva la canutada Americana♪♪♪

♪And Again: From the Only Honest Presidente in the History of Amerika, Big Baby Boy:♪♪ ♪‘Trump Says System Is ‘Rigged’♪♪ ♪‘Donald Trump says the whole economy is ‘rigged’♪♪ ♪‘Trump: We have a rigged system’♪♪ ♪‘Everyone is lying’: Trump questions public health experts on Twitter♪♪ ♪Imperator D. Juan Thumb Trump can’t be Impeached because he can’t be Impeached♪♪♪/.

♪'Allo, I'm-a Batuta, I got-a something special-a for you Imperator D. Juan Thumb Trump, ready?♪♪ ♪Uno, duo, tre, quatro!♪♪ ♪What's-a matter you? Hey! Gotta no respect?♪♪ ♪What-a you t'ink you do, why you look-a so sad?♪♪ ♪It's-a not so bad, it's-a nice-a place♪♪ ♪Ah shaddap-a you face!♪♪♪/. [Always Spanglish {sometimes Italiano too}, mind you Triumvirātus?]​​

SORRY but…, not sorry; I couldn’t help it! And ♪♪♪I’m gonna say it again♪♪♪: ♪What the world needs now to know, is what Impeachment in Amerika is all about♪♪ ♪No not just for some, but for everyone♪♪ ♪For we’re talking about the leader of the free World no less♪♪ ♪For truth is the only thing that there's just too little of♪♪ ♪Amerika and the rest of the World are in the most dire need♪♪ ♪To get to know the Rest of the Story♪♪♪/.

ONE OF THE MORE DIFFICULT THINGS TO DECIPHER WITHIN THE AMERICAN SYSTEM HAS TO BE IMPEACHMENT BY FAR: The Impeachment of the President of the United States of America, to be concise. An impossibility to be concise, to explain, to be understood, for even the Constitution is not concise, not clear in its understanding, it is dubious at its best. A murky and malodorous proposition like it belongs to a stagnant swamp; in other words, Impeachment is an excellent swimmer in a swamp that looks more like the Constitution as time goes by never reaching the finish line.

SATURDAY, February 13, 2021, 2:00pm: We announce the “Formal Verdict”, even before the “House of Horrors” does, on the Senate Trial of President Trump [let’s remember that he has not conceded yet]: The President of the United States of America is not found Guilty of all Charges, he is Acquitted Forever More. Mr. Trump, ‘Presidente of the Yunaites’ is not a Traitor, on the contrary, the “Keepers of the White Man’s Republic” hold him to be the Greatest Patriot in the history of our exceptional nation.

​SORRY but…, not sorry; I couldn’t help it!!! SATURDAY, February 13, 2021, 4:35pm: I told you so, amigos, folks and blokes, 2 hours and thirty minutes ago: The Senate Acquitted Imperator D. Juan Thumb Trump the second time around!!!

​NEWSREEL DCLXVI: HEAR IT FROM THE RIGHT SIDE OF THE HORSE’S MOUTH: Watch: “McConnell’s full remarks following Senate vote to acquit Trump” (February 13, 2021/If you Google these Headlines, you’ll find the complete articles in many TV channels and newspapers) ♪Liar, liar, pants on fire♪♪ ♪McConnell’s nose is longer than a telephone wire♪♪♪/.

​AMERICA A NATION WITHOUT REDEMPTION: WE CAN RUN, WE CAN HIDE BUT WE WON’T BE ABLE TO ESCAPE: Isaiah/Isaías 2:19-22, Revelation/Apocalipsis 6:16-17: Come il passero vaga, e la rondinella vola, Così la maledizione data senza cagione non avverrà. / Como el gorrión en su vagar, y como la golondrina and su vuelo, Así la maldición nunca vendrá sin causa. / Comme le moineau qui va çà et là, et l'hirondelle qui vole, ainsi la malediction sans cause n'arrivera point. / Wie ein Sperling davon flattert, wie eine Schwalbe wegfliegt, so ist unverdienter Flucher trifft nicht ein. / As the bird by wandering, as the swallow by flying, so the curse causeless shall not come. Proverbi, Proverbios, Proverbes, Sprueche, Proverbs 26:2/.

​PASAJE #9

AND NOW BACK TO ONE OF THE MORE DIFFICULT THINGS TO DECIPHER WITHIN THE AMERICAN SYSTEM, IMPEACHMENT! A parliamentary dictatorial synopsis of Impeachment; just trying not to be tedious while approaching the long history of the grand distraction, the grand farce, the grand charade, the great firewall: Impeachment in America del Norte. But let us continue with the conspectus of this matter: IMPEACHMENT. Beware: ¡No apto para menores! Sorry but…, not sorry: Sadly and regrettably to say the least, the ‘gran parte’ of the American citizens falls into the ‘susodicha/above-mentioned’ category, unless they have a FAKE-ID. ¡A buen entendedor, pocas palabras basta! (*Many shall be purified, and made white, and tried; but the wicked shall do wickedly: and none of the wicked shall understand; but the wise shall understand/Muchos serán limpios, y emblanquecidos y purificados; los impíos procederán impíamente, y ninguno de impíos entenderá, pero los entendidos comprenderán) [Always Spanglish, mind you Triumvirātus?]

WHAT’S IMPEACHMENT OF A PRESIDENT IN AMERICA DEL NORTE? A well designed medieval cannon to shoot only ‘salvas’, converting the cannon called Impeachment a useless “House of Horrors” Constitutional Procedure. In other words: Political Theatre at its best. But it is more than that: Impeachment of a Presidente in America del Norte is a distraction, a farce, a charade, though lives are at stake, of course not of the accused president and his enablers, but of ye the people ‘que paga siempre por los platos rotos’ even by generations to come.

YOU SEE, ‘Mon Amie’, as Monsieur Hercule Poirot would’ve said, there was a need of a mechanism to prove to ye the people of the Nation and the World that no one is above the law, not even the president of the Yunaites. Remember, sober and wise readers that bizness of… “one nation under god, indivisible, with liberty and justice for all”?

ALL THROUGH THE HISTORY OF AMERIKA LA GRANDE, 245 years, the Cannon [Read: Impeachment] has appeared seldom while buried in the muddy waters of the Constitution. Remember, ‘Mon Amie’, the great Swamp in the nation’s Capital?

MUSICAL INTERLUDE: ♪♪♪LOOKING FOR NUTS♪♪♪ ♪Lookin' for nuts in all the wrong places?♪♪ ♪Learn from the squirrels, canutos♪♪ ♪And look for nuts in the right place♪♪ ♪Look for nuts in the ‘House of Horrors’♪♪ ♪Bring them a Golden Nugget first, the bigger the better♪♪ ♪And you’ll be known as the golden nutcracker♪♪ ♪Then you’ll find a true nut and a true lover in a nutshell♪♪♪/.

THE Framers, sometimes called the Founding Fathers of the Nation, and truly the Framers of the Constitution, having decided, not with the consent of ye the people by the way, to not have a King as the head of the government, thought of something else in that line. Why have a King when there were so many of them out there throughout this ‘Mondo Cane’ already, and those Kings were not even exempt from losing the crown and not only their crown, but… Besides, the Framers needed to preserve the New Regime [The American Experiment], “The White Man’s Republic”, at least for a Thousand Years [Sorry but…, not sorry: I know it sounds just like the vision of the Third Reich. Do you mind if I use one of the wiser lines of Mr. Trump: “It Is What It Is”, amigos, folks and blokes?].

(2/17/2021) CUÑA NOTICIOSA: EXTRA! EXTRA! READ ALL ABOUT IT! From the land of señorcito Cruz, the “Lone Star State”; the one Standing Alone? Hardly: Sorry but…, not sorry: We told you so many moons ago, ‘canutos’: It’s never been the Government of the people, by the people, for the people: Hear it from the horse’s mouth, the mayor of Colorado City, Texas: “ONLY THE STRONG SURVIVE”: “No one owes you [or] your family anything,” “I’m sick and tired of people looking for a damn handout!”, “Lazy”, “The City and County, along with power providers or any other service owes you NOTHING!” Boyd suggested that residents without electricity should simply “step up and come up with a game plan.” Those without running water could either deal with it, or “think outside of the box to survive and supply water to your family.” “Only the strong will survive and the weak will [perish],” he wrote. “Folks God has given us the tools to support ourselves in times like this,” he wrote, claiming that those who expected the city to come to their aid were “sadly a product of a socialist government.”/. There you have it, amigos, folks and blokes, if you ask me, it seems that Imperator D. Juan Thumb Trump looms heavily over the Lone Star State, but I rather you don’t, ask me that is, ask yourselves, sober and wise readers of Christianity vs. God!

BUT WAIT, THERE IS MORE: A question, amigos, folks and blokes: Are 3,000 Sticks of Dynamite the Total Value Left of Imperator D. Juan Thumb Trump’s Casino Empire? An Implosion just happened [только что случилось] in Atlantic City, New Jersey, the Yunaites. Seats were sold out to see in person from a secure place the Implosion and “The Fall” of such an Empire. Seating prices went from $10 up to $575 a V.I.P. front–row seat that included breakfast, with Mimosa we assume: ♪Hey Jude♪♪, it’s a V.I.P. breakfast, less than that won’t fly! If your friends could see you now: Time to pay the Piper, señorcito D. Juan Trump!

♪Allo, I'm-a Consigliere Giuliani, I got-a something special-a for you Imperator D. Juan Thumb Trump, ready?♪♪ ♪Uno, duo, tre, quatro!♪♪ ♪What's-a matter you? Hey! Gotta no respect?♪♪ ♪What-a you t'ink you do, why you look-a so sad?♪♪ ♪It's-a not so bad, it's-a nice-a place♪♪ ♪Ah shaddap-a you face!♪♪♪/. [Always Spanglish {sometimes Italiano too}, mind you Triumvirātus?]

(2/19/2021) NEWSREEL DCLXVI-II: CRUZ-GATE: Good evening, my dear fellow sober and wise readers of Christianity vs. God: Would some of you tell those crybabies in our incredibly and extraordinarily exceptional Nation to stop complaining at the man carrying such a heavy Cruz? So what if the ‘Cruzado Tejano’ wants to spend the frigid blizzard in Cancun instead of the Land, Texas, the Land that didn’t see him be born in it. Everybody should have the same opportunity in the Lone Star State to escape the Deep Freeze and wait in Cancun for more sunny and warm days back home in Tejas. After all, Texas is the place that epitomizes extraordinarily what the brutal British/American Global Financial System is all about: It’s a Free Market, Tejanos, Not a Free World! Now, all be told, when you leave for Cancun, dear Tejanos, don’t push the envelope too much and request Police assistance at the Airport ahead of the flight as “The Crusader Cruz” did [#CancunCruz trends on Twitter]. At any rate, there is a great possibility that “The Crusader Cruz” from Tejas could be named the official “Ambassador of the Rugged Texan Individualism to the World” by His Mightiness Dear Imperator D. Juan Thumb Trump!!!

ON THE OTHER HAND, the right-wing hand that is, the one Abbot of Texas might become the Meals on Wheels’ Commander in Chief, and that should be a no-way-José. It doesn't happen [No pun intended, Imperator D. Juan Thumb Trump], not in Tejas, that would be the closest thing to Socialism!!! Liberate Texas!!! [No pun intended, Imperator D. Juan Thumb Trump]

​PASSAGE #10

​THE CURIOUS CASE OF MARS: ♪What’s it all about, NASA?♪♪♪ Darn! Most Tejanos missed watching live the $2.7billion rover landing on Mars, except “Crusader Cruz” who might have been able to watch it from Cancun. Most Texans were on a truly ‘Perseverance’ to preserve their own lives and the lives of their children and of their old folks for days. That’s really an ‘Odisea’ here on Earth. What’s with these NASA guys and other ‘científicos and ingenieros’ that seemingly can’t figure out simple things like how to solve the constant ‘Hambruna’ of over a billion ‘seres humanos’ on Earth when there is plenty of food to go around the Globe twice yearly, but can figure out how to land on Mars? Unless it is a ‘Secret Mission’ going on, there’s no other explanation. Something like building on Mars a large ‘Correctional Facility’ to accommodate ‘elite thieves and criminals’, you know ‘mon ami’ [back with Monsieur Poirot], like clergy, robber barons, kings and queens, politicians, including those referring to the “High Crimes and Misdemeanors”, and so on.

IF I recall well History [and for sure I do being ‘la conciencia’ of Felix Altamonte, professor of History born in Seville and author of this book that I’m helping to write, Christianity vs. God], ‘La Toma de Australia’ by the unforgiven British Empire, early 1770s-1778s, and the large ‘Correctional Facilities’ that they established to accommodate ‘thieves and criminals’ that were brought there, Australia, from the United Kingdom.

THERE SHOULD be no need to mention it, but since nations hardly learn anything from History, even from their own History, I’m obligated to mention whether the elite honchos, the big cheeses like it or not, for this is a great moment in time to ask your own conscience; I won’t do it for you, for when all is said and done, not even God would do it, to ask your own consciences that is, you own it, it is yours, your conscience that is.

SINCE it seems that it is no life up there [that we know of, who knows, they might be living under ‘la corteza’ in Mars’ Planet, the Marcianos that is] “La Toma de Marte” ought not to be like “La Toma de Australia” you know ‘mon ami’ [The Storming of Australia], are you familiar ‘mon ami’ with “La Prise de la Bastille” [The Storming of the Bastille]?

WHAT I mean by that is that it is not going to be needed, but who knows, to repeat “The Storming of Australia” by the brutal White Supremacist British Empire of old and “La Toma de Marte” would be the opposite. However if ‘Correctional Facilities’ are ever built there, in Mars that is, it will be necessary to have with the greatest priority a “Commission for the Welfare of Thieves and Criminals Under Custody on Mars” even as the likes of clergy, robber barons, kings and queens, politicians, including those referring to the “High Crimes and Misdemeanors”, for they are people too.

BUT LET US BE CLEAR: The ‘susodicha’ “Commission for the Welfare of Thieves and Criminals Under Custody on Mars” cannot reflect ‘en lo más minimo’ “The Guardians of the Poor of Manchester” and many other Workhouses, back when, when they were responsible for the deaths of many young single mothers, and many of their children, where even some of the male guardians fathered some of those same children with those poor ‘indefensas’ young women, many of them under age, and what is amazing, and some wonder why, was that Churches knew about it and kept silent, you know amigos, folks and blokes: Silence and Prayer! By the way, none of these guardians mentioned ended up incarcerated! It Sounds Familiar? [Always Spanglish {sometimes French too}, mind you Triumvirātus?]

PART OF THE CURIOUS CASE OF MARS: The Red Men of Mars, assuming that they are there and we have not seen them yet, will call the invaders “Illegal Aliens” and in that moment in time in Mars they will be utterly correct. Another curious surprise could be that they are, the ‘Marcianos’ that is, not little guys but giants. So what to do then? That’s an easy one, amigos, folks and blokes: Send via “Amazonas-Space Rapid Deployment” Desperado Chupacabras Candelario from Orlando, an expert in Giants; Candelario will pass the collection plate demanding no less than 10% [Diezmo, Tithe, 仂, Dîme, Zehnten, десятина, מעשר] minimum of all the Golden Nuggets they possess, and you’ll see how the Red Giants run for the mountains crying out: Save us from Christendom!!!

MORE OF THE CURIOUS CASE OF MARS: ‘Marte’ has been called The Red Planet for the longest time by Mankind [No pun intended Monsieur Peoplekind Trudeau], so we assume that they are Red Giants. A real pest for the Natives on Mars in general would be that the first Humans to show up there wear a Red Baseball Cap with the letters KAGA [No pun intended, folks] on it, or is MAGA what is written on them, the Red Baseball Caps that is? Boy oh boy, amigos, folks and blokes! What a difference a few decades makes! Not long ago the politicians with their partners the clergy kept the Nation terrorized by constantly crying out: The Reds Are Coming, the Reds are Coming! The Reds never came, but the politicians and the clergy filled their pockets and purses with the People’s Golden Nuggets [Read: taxes and other perks] for later on to run not to the mountains, but Laughing all the Way to the Bank! [For the ‘canutos’ in Trumpyland: The Reds are Coming: The red Armies of the World like the Soviet Union, Кра́сная а́рмия, China, 中國工農紅軍, Etcetera].

​(2/24/2021) NEWSREEL DCLXVI-III [Back to Earth from Mars for a day or two]: ON CRIME DOESN’T PAY! Well, all told, in America ‘La Chica’ [Formerly known as America La Grande] it is not entirely so. For some crime does pay handsomely!  …And Justice for All? But, ♪Let’s Hear It for that great lawyer Arthur Kirkland♪♪: “You're out of order! You're out of order! The whole nation is out of order! They're out of order! The Curious Case of one Coronel “El Chapo” Aispuro vs. The Curious Case of Big Pharma Famiglia Sackler! Sorry but…, not sorry; I couldn’t help it and have to say it again!!! …And Justice for All? But, ♪Let’s Hear It for the that great lawyer Arthur Kirkland♪♪: “You're out of order! You're out of order! The whole nation is out of order! They're out of order! Some out there might wonder if Consigliere Giuliani is back in charge of the Department of Justice or if he is back at Mar-a-Pantano!!!

​ANYWAY, on a positive note for the KAGA [Keep America Great Again] boys and girls, quite a few million of them, well actually much more than just a few million, some say close to 70 million, concerning Mars: When all is said and done, there’s no doubt that the first mammoth building to be built on ‘la corteza de Marte’ will be “The Pillars of Mars”. There’re no clear motives known yet why “The Pillars of Mars” and not ‘The Trumpeta Golden Tower’ is first. But who knows, the “White Supremacist Evangelical” crowd might like to disguise the name with a less obvious Spiritual Conspiracy, something like “The Pillars of KAGA” or “Imperator D. Juan Thumb Trump’s Tower”, same KAGA with a different name; wouldn’t you agree, Don Jr.?

IMPERATOR D. Juan Thumb Trump said on Monday (2/22/2021): My “greatest regret” as presidente not to name my three adult children to the United States Supreme Court. Trump said that Ivanka, Eric, and Don, Jr., would be “way better judges” than “those three clowns” whom he did name. “Gorsuch, Kavanaugh, and Barrett are the worst people who have ever worked for me,” he said. WHAT? Are there people who still think there is “Hope & Chance” for Amerika when there are close to 70 million following the ‘King of the Heap of Viruta” hiding now in Mar-a-Swamp?

A BRIEF MUSICAL INTERLUDE: ♪Isn't it rich?♪♪ ♪Isn't it bliss?♪♪ ♪Don't you approve?♪♪ ♪The One who can't Tweet♪♪ ♪Where are the clowns?♪♪ ♪There ought to be clowns?♪♪ ♪Where are the Three?♪♪ ♪Where are the Nuts?♪♪ ♪Are they with the Clowns?♪♪ ♪Are they all in Mar-a-Loch?♪♪♪/.

​WELL, amigos, folks and blokes, sober and wise readers of “Christianity vs. God”, the book. We have come to the end of CHAPTER #4, and at the same time we move along from Mars, for now, to other pressing items that affect terribly this “Mondo Cane” [No pun intended to our wonderful pets, in this case the Dog], something so serious as the hundreds of children dying daily of malnutrition and ‘hambruna’ in the nation of Yemen as we write this notice, courtesy of the strongest second ally in the Middle East [the first one being Israel] of ‘Amerika la Chica’ and the bombs that we sell them, and I’m writing about no other than ‘Arabia Saudita’ and its big honcho MBS.

​WHAT is there more to say than: Keep on spending trillions of dollars, ‘America La Chica’, in Space, that ultimately will make you ‘Más Chica’, because at the end of the day as the politicians like to say, the Bezos’s, the Musks and the Gates’s, again, of this ‘Mondo Cane’ will keep on laughing all the way to their own bank, although some of them give some ‘migas’, maybe to placate their conscience, who knows, to charity organizations that, again, at the end of the day serve them well for the bizness’ of tax credits and deductions. Hey Dude, even Imperator D. Juan Thumb Trump had his own “Nonprofit Viruta Bizness’ if I recall well! One last thought: How true is something that I read not long ago somewhere that could be applied to, again, this ‘Mondo Cane’ today: “Great wealth is something to be ashamed of, not proud of!” I’ll see you soon so to speak, me writing and you, sober and wise reader, reading in the next chapter, CHAPTER #5 of Christianity vs. God, that is. [‘Mondo Cane’, beware of the Unholy Alliance of the Right-Wing Evangelicals with Israel and Saudi Arabia!!!]

​AND TO END ‘CON BROCHE DE ORO’ CHAPTER #4 WHAT COULD BE BETTER THAN A FINAL MUSICAL INTERLUDE COURTESY OF SEÑOR MOSCA: CHRISTIANITY BRAND NEW LYRICS! A CANTATA THAT MAY BE WORTH OUR ATTENTION: AND I APPROVE THIS CANTATA: {Imperator D. Juan Thumb Trump} POTUS POPUS TRUMPTUS I OF THE AMERICAN CHURCH: ♪♪♪AMAZING DISGRACE♪♪♪ ♪Amazing Disgrace♪♪ ♪How Bitter the Sound♪♪ ♪That Enslaved a Wretch Like Us♪♪♪ ♪We Once Were Lost♪♪ ♪And Now We Aren’t Found♪♪♪ ♪Were Blind♪♪ ♪But Now We’re Deaf♪♪♪/. And the American Church of Vandals says: Darn!!!

​ATTENTION/ATENCIÓN: HAVE YOU EVER LISTENED TO REQUIEM FOR THE WEST? NOW YOU CAN: ♪♪♪REQUIEM FOR THE WEST/ADAGIO IN G MINOR♪♪♪ Seats for the very first presentation still available at the “Concert Auditorium” of “UGOS”, no charge and no questions asked for audiences of all ages and all nations, and kindreds, and tongues! Sorry, thank you, but no thanks, no donations or offerings are accepted. How do we make it? [*But my God shall supply all your need according to his riches in glory by Christ Je’sus]

As Batuta, the Living Conscience of this Book, I hold the responsibility for choosing the best path always to inform you of the latest News and the ‘viruta’ that comes along with it; it can’t be helped, the ‘viruta’ I mean. I pledge to you tonight that I shall meet this responsibility with all of the strength and wisdom I can command in accordance with your hopes, mindful of your concerns, sustained by your prayers to the God of the Bible. Thank you and goodnight.

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(FIRST POSTED: SUNDAY/DECEMBER 25/2016) AND YE SHALL KNOW THE TRUTH, AND THE TRUTH SHALL MAKE YOU FREE / Y CONOCERÉIS LA VERDAD, Y LA VERDAD OS HARÁ LIBRES John/Juan 8:32

EXTRA! EXTRA! READ ALL ABOUT IT! THE BEAST OF REVELATION/APOCALIPSIS 13:1 EXPOSED! IT HAS A NAME: -CHRISTIANITY-

I AM THE LIGHT OF THE WORLD / YO SOY LA LUZ DEL MUNDO John/Juan 8:12

FOR NOTHING IS SECRET, THAT SHALL NOT BE MADE MANIFEST; NEITHER ANYTHING HID, THAT SHALL NOT BE KNOWN AND COME ABROAD / PORQUE NADA HAY OCULTO, QUE NO HAYA DE SER MANIFESTADO; NI ESCONDIDO, QUE NO HAYA DE SER CONOCIDO, Y DE SALIR A LA LUZ. Luke/Lucas 8:17

I AM THE WAY, THE TRUTH, AND THE LIFE / YO SOY EL CAMINO, Y LA VERDAD, Y LA VIDA John/Juan 14:6

COME OUT OF HER, MY PEOPLE / SALID DE ELLA, PUEBLO MÍO Revelation/Apocalipsis 18:4

THE SEVEN HEADS THAT SPRANG OUT OF THE BEAST OF REVELATION/APOCALIPSIS 13:1, “CALLED CHRISTIANITY”, CHRONOLOGICALLY THROUGHOUT THE LAST XIIX CENTURIES ARE: (1) “ROMAN CATHOLIC CHURCH”, YEAR 325.  (2) “ISLAM”, YEAR 622-630.  (3) “ORTHODOX CHURCH”, YEAR 1054.  (4) “LUTHERAN CHURCH”, YEAR 1521.  (5) “ANGLICAN CHURCH”, YEAR 1534.  (6) “AMERICAN CHURCH”, YEAR 1776. (7) “MESSIANIC JUDAISM”, YEAR 1970/.

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“CHRISTIANITY vs. GOD”, the book, will continue as indicated previously. You’re always welcome 24/7 to read what’s next. Yours, Felix Altamonte.

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