Earlier today, in New York City, an older gentleman walked into the main room of the deli full of people, grabbing a late lunch, the same time as the Faery King.
Cynthia and I accompanied my sister Susan for her Chemo today. This was a very difficult day in her recovery because of stomach distress, the under prescribing of meds and fever.
As Susan is one very tough lady, one very tough and loving Alpha female, a self-made woman, a biker poet of the kind, who can make one dream of free and open roads, metaphorically and other wise.
It is quite painful watching her battle Hodgkin's Disease and being humbled by anything, to be perfectly honest.
Apparently from the reaction in the Deli, to my reaction, (wink-although we all do grieve differently) it was very quiet for other reasons than that news flash, as it would turn out that this was the first many of us was hearing the news of his being as dead as a puppet.
The thoughtful elderly man made the comment about how sad it was that they had found Falwell dead on the floor, all alone like they did, going on about how he had touched so many lives.
In fairness, the sanctimonious old goat from Liberty Baptist did touch many lives and poisoned even more, well perhaps not like some of his colleagues, who like to play good touch bad touch, with male prostitutes and the help, in the form of busty female office assistants, sporting a “just about respectable” skirt length and an eye full of cleavage, the center of which, frames a gold cross in between two beautiful mounds of temptation, as though it were a cherry, on an a frat boy’s ice cream sundae.
Reverend Falwell did not touch others lustfully, that we know of, but in a way just as harmful, as the act rape or some typhoid Mary of this world fornicating in a brothel,
as hate contaminates us all.
His brand of self-righteous hate is a deadly and contagious disease.
He, as the head of Liberty Baptist College, weaving his interpretation of the mind of god, with scripture, in his smarmy little ole lectures, gave hate, in the form of misogyny, homophobia and that most traitorous, Anti-American of things, religious intolerance, a respectable
face, just as he gave snake oil peddlers a bad name.
Just as surely, as his words helped to protect and defend those guilty of hate crimes, most especially when those accused of violating the civil rights of others, attempted to use his writings and biblical law, including much of Leviticus, that many Jews and Christians alike, have abandoned.
This foul man fattened on the self-righteous teat of intolerance, being sainted in death makes me want to k’vetch, because in death he may well lay a foundation for even more hate crimes.
In the future, as the ball he set into motion of turning the great works of Christ, under the banner of his brand of fundamentalism, into a second rate hate group, rolls good people of Christ downhill, religious fascism IE Christian Nationalism shall grow.
Publicly he would never be heard to say anything as uncouth as fag or carry a sign that says God Hates Fags, but you can be sure that money from him and his causes, found its way into the radical fringe, which is why he was always quick to point a finger at others.
While I am reasonably certain he would never light a cross on fire, I would not put it past him to roast a weenie on the fire of one. It is all a question of degree.
For those among you, that rare breed, the Bill of Right’s Loving, fiscal conservatives, who like to wink at your liberal friends, while patting yourselves on the back among your own greedy political kind because a conservative Supreme Court ruled against Jerry Falwell’s hurt feelings, when smut peddling Larry Flynt published a satire in Flynt’s publication, Hustler Magazine, of Reverend Falwell’s first time, with his mama in an outhouse, in a Campari wine satire; “Who are you trying to kid?”
My chastisement goes to conservative Catholics too. When this ilk of Christian gets done with their pet victims, they will come after Papists and Jews, although Mel Gibson should have kept his mouth shut a bit longer.
You fiscal types even gave money to Charles Keating (of the Keating 5) to help Falwell with his legal bills during the days when Republicans, like the not-so-forgtten other Bush brother, Neil Bush, was, with a little help from his friends, looting the Savings and Loans of this country.
If “W” was a draft dodger then Neil, with a little help from Daddy, is a prison dodger.
In my class, being the elitist swine that I am oft called by the ignorant and easily offended, we call that bad breeding.
Unlike; One bad apple not spoiling the whole bunch, girl, if you let an onion rot in a barrel, the blight spreads throughout, which seems to be what happened with the Bush breeding program, that claims at least one old dead Nazi in it.
Prescott Bush, in addition to countless members of Skull and Bones, which the last time I looked, does not allow Evangelical Christians in its order, so which is it “W”?
Politics does indeed make strange bedfellows but do you really have to sell your good ethics and your soul in the process to make a buck, through appeasing the Falwell’s and Robertson’s of the world?
How greedy can you be?
As for the scene at the deli today, upon hearing the news of Reverend Falwell dropping to the ground, like a fly that had ingested some disagreeable karma, it was a choice between either being true to myself and my sense of humor, regarding sanctimonious haters like Falwell dropping dead or choking on my sandwich, made by a nice Jewish man, because I did not let go and laugh hysterically.
(Mel Gibson take note. Right now anyway, forget all the rhetoric from Falwell’s predecessors about Jews having horns and killing Jesus. That is so pre-civil rights movement. They are the chosen, therefore safe, for the moment anyway, more so than the Catholics.)
My laugh was not one of those little tee-hee-hee, the witch is inhaling helium laughs, but a big ole “mad as a hater”, infectious, Russian style, belly laugh that had everyone including the old man himself, laughing, the one who had earlier commented on the sadness.
My only regret is that he did not end up naked in bed with a 16 year old prostitute, make it a boy or another race and religion. That would have been classic and more dramatic that the old bastard deserved.
For my critics who say in that mocking tone, “You are a spiritual leader! We pagans are not supposed to judge. We are not supposed to say bad things about the dead, yaddah.”
Good, he’s dead!
Can we have a chorus of “Ding Dong The Prick Is Dead?
The Faery King
It Would Be Hysterically Funny Were He Not Serious.
God continues to lift the curtain and allow the enemies of America to give us probably what we deserve. Rev. Jerry Falwell, blaming civil libertarians, feminists, homosexuals, and abortion rights supporters for the terrorist attacks of Tuesday, September 11, 2001, to which Rev. Pat Robertson agreed, quoted from John F. Harris, "God Gave U.S. 'What We Deserve,' Falwell Says," The Washington Post (September 14, 2001) And, I know that I'll hear from them for this. But, throwing God out successfully with the help of the federal court system, throwing God out of the public square, out of the schools. The abortionists have got to bear some burden for this because God will not be mocked. And when we destroy 40 million little innocent babies, we make God mad. I really believe that the pagans, and the abortionists, and the feminists, and the gays and the lesbians who are actively trying to make that an alternative lifestyle, the ACLU, People For the American Way - all of them who have tried to secularize America - I point the finger in their face and say "you helped this happen." Rev. Jerry Falwell The ACLU's got to take a lot of blame for this. -- Rev. Jerry Falwell, blaming civil libertarians for the terrorist attacks of Tuesday, September 11, 2001, to which Rev. Pat Robertson again agreed, quoted from AANEWS #958
by American Atheists (September 14, 2001) I sincerely believe that the collective efforts of many secularists during the past generation, resulting in the expulsion from our schools and from the public square, has left us vulnerable. -- Rev. Jerry Falwell, after the 700 Club broadcast wherein he had blamed civil libertarians, feminists, homosexuals, and abortion rights supporters for the terrorist attacks of Tuesday, September 11, 2001, speaking to The New York Times, quoted from Dick Meyer, "Holy Smoke," CBS News (September 15, 2001)