Three Hundred and Sixty-Five Days and Counting
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One year ago today, a black terrorist — and career criminal — drove his SUV through a Christmas parade, murdering six people, injuring sixty-two, and destroying countless lives. Waukesha — the city he chose to target — is overwhelmingly White — the Christmas parade even more so. The aforementioned black terrorist targeted a White event in a White city because he wanted to murder Whites. This was all obvious on day one; again, we are now a year removed from the event (and post conviction of the perpetrator). Can anyone point me to a single Christian leader (perhaps a president of a church body[1] or a seminary head) who has condemned the attack as an act of racial violence by a black targeting Whites?
Two and a half years ago, another black career criminal died of an overdose while resisting arrest. Many were quick to condemn the officers involved — in flagrant disregard both for our legal norms and for the 8th Commandment (and also the 5th, incidentally). This chorus of condemnation included both presidents of church bodies and seminary professors. The autopsy results proved conclusively that the cause of death was overdose (from a cocktail of drugs, not least of all fentanyl), but these eager slanderers and murderers masquerading as Christians have not recanted, apologized, or repented. Maybe the math is too challenging for those with suspect credentials.
But I digress.
Middle America is still largely White, and some pockets of Christianity have, miraculously, managed to survive several generations of faithlessness and the general apostasy of the United States. Should not the heads of church bodies say something in defense of their own? Surely when a terrorist mows down your sheep there must be some duty to speak. Is the silence not deafening? Perhaps I am being uncharitable. These are busy men. They have hostile foreigners to import and memorabilia to collect. Who has the time to write or to speak in defense of the sheep when one has to post about the exploits of Sports Team or the most recent update to Super Hero Franchise? Surely the slavish consumption of the decadent detritus of our decaying civilization is more important than being a shepherd.
But I digress.
Surely we can forgive these men their oversight. It is not as if we are embroiled in a low-grade civil war in which one race routinely assaults, rapes, and murders another. If that were the case, then surely these shepherds would speak out in defense of the sheep, surely they would not import more rapists and murderers. The Waukesha attack was surely an anomaly. How could it possibly be part of an ongoing pattern of race-based violence directed at Whites? Surely some government office — like the FBI — would put out a report if such a pattern were revealed by the data. Anyway, our shepherds have more important matters, like confessing our nation's "original sin" of slavery and racism and pushing for reparations. (I could not find the chapter that addresses these in Genesis, but I am sure our shepherds have done their homework.) It is not as if we have seen a pattern of vehicle-based attacks targeting Whites elsewhere. Surely that would be noteworthy.
But I digress.
On virtually any event that made the major news networks, I can find some commentary by Christian leaders. (If they sound just like virtually every Media outlet, that must just be because our Media are so trustworthy and never have lied and never would lie to us.) Why can I not find any condemnation of the Waukesha terrorist attack as an act of race-based violence? Racism is the worst sin in human history (our shepherds assure me); I do not know why Scripture uses the confusing term 'sin against the Spirit' when the word "racism" would surely have been easier and clearer. Oh, the word "racism" did not exist back then? That cannot be right. It was popularized by Marxists in the nineteenth century? Surely that cannot be correct. Our shepherds tell me that it was the original sin, that it nailed Christ to the cross (maybe even personally), and that it is utterly unforgivable. Something discovered less than two centuries ago could never be all the things these Christian leaders swear that it is. Men who will receive the stricter Judgement would surely not be so sloppy, so careless with the truth.
But I digress.
Waukesha. I just want to understand why these men to whom God has entrusted the care of His sheep refuse to utter a single word in their defense as they are slaughtered. I know that the hired hand will flee when serious threats come for the sheep, but these men were called by the Good Shepherd. Those who stand in the stead of Christ will surely imitate Him in their defense of His flock. Maybe they are just measuring their words? Sure, they were much faster to speak and to write two and a half years ago, but the case of the amateur pornographer, aspiring rapper, and career criminal was obviously clearer and easier than the case of the eight-year-old who was run over by an SUV during a Christmas parade by a black terrorist who chose his targets on the basis of race (as his social media made abundantly clear) — because they were White.
But I digress.
Maybe I am looking at this all wrong. Most 'Christian' leaders assure me that 'Whiteness' is a particularly noxious evil. I fact, these leaders are just agreeing with what Caesar says, so they must be right, for they also tell me that I must — without reservation and in essentially all things — submit to Caesar. I guess those White children deserved it. I guess the tens of thousands of White women who are raped by black men deserve it. I guess the thousands of Whites who are murdered by blacks deserve it. I guess the thefts, the robberies, the home invasions, and the torture are all warranted and deserved. After all, I am told that Whiteness is evil and surely Whiteness must be inherent to Whites. So maybe that black terrorist was actually a hero. Maybe our leaders should use our tithes to get him freed and buy him another SUV — a larger one. After all, they already use our tithes to import millions more like him. I seem to recall God using foreign nations as punishment, as a curse, but I must be misremembering — our leaders assure me that diversity is good.
But I digress.
As a German, who was, indeed, very blond as a child, it may be that my inherent evil — my Whiteness — blinds me, or maybe green eyes just cannot see such things, but, I cannot seem to reconcile the things our shepherds say. They tell me that the children cannot be punished for the sins of the fathers, but I am White because my father and my mother are White. They tell me that race does not matter, but they also tell me that I am evil because I am White. They tell me that race does not exist, but they also tell me that racism is an unforgivable sin. How can I be guilty for a crime I did not commit with an element that does not exist and which did not even appear as a concept until less than two centuries ago in France? I simply do not understand. Maybe their obsession with racism is akin to their obsession with (fantasy) football or (fantasy) media franchises? Why would they want to involve me — or the rest of the flock — in such things? Some of these shepherds sure do have a strange gait for a bipedal creature.
But I digress.
I must have been correct with the assessment that we deserve our current treatment. To contend that the majority of our shepherds are false would surely be madness. It would be like contending that someone who walked with God could betray Him. No one could be that foolish. I seem to recall Christ saying something about false shepherds and betrayers, but our leaders surely know such things better than I ever could. Why else would they be shepherds? I know relatively little about the chemistry of high explosives, so I would never undertake to teach others about them, because that would be foolhardy and dangerous to all parties involved.
But I digress.
Memory is a fickle thing. We forget some things; we remember others. Maybe, ultimately, the win-rate of our favorite sports team or the lore of our favorite fantasy universe is more important than a handful of dead and some injured. Our leaders must know what is truly important. Surely we should emulate them; surely we should care about the things about which they care; and surely their social media shows us what matters to them most. Sunday is for football, right? Knowing about Harry Potter and Star Wars must surely trump the Commandments and the Confessions, no? I must trust those with more training and more letters behind their names. My 'doctorate' is only of the juris variety — a professional doctorate[2]; I can lay no claim to an honorary or a mail-order PhD. Further, we surely have no reason to distrust experts, at least no recent, multi-year upheaval of our lives and our societies based on bad data and worse decisions[3] that would warrant such mistrust.
But I digress.
A year is a long time. It is easy to forget. So it is only natural that so many have forgotten what happened in Waukesha. Anyway, if we can forget (or never even really notice) tens of thousands of rapes, thousands of murders, and virtually uncountable other acts of race-based violence targeting Whites, then what do six dead really matter?[4] That a Christmas parade was attacked was surely coincidence. Personally, I have already forgotten the attack against a Christmas market in Berlin that claimed twelve lives (and injured forty-eight). After all, the stall that was destroyed by the truck used in that terrorist attack, and which had been located in the shadow of the Kaiser Wilhelm Memorial Church, was not my favorite one, and the attack was a full day (to the hour, curiously) after I had vacated the seat in front of that stall where I had enjoyed some Glühwein on Sunday evening. But, again, I am White; Whiteness is inextricable from who and what I am. If our pastors, presidents, seminary professors, and other leaders — if our shepherds — are right in their words and in their silence, then I guess I should have gone back for another Glühwein on Monday night.
But I digress.