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“A bearded US Army soldier who worships Thor, the Norse god of thunder, is being permitted to keep his beard as part of the military’s effort to be more religiously accommodating.

In 2017, the Army decided to allow soldiers to wear a turban, beard or hijab for religious reasons. Initially, religious accommodation of facial hair in the Army seemed to be directed at Sikh service members (beards are a religious requirement for male Sikhs).

Now, however, it appears this new policy also permits adherents of the Norse pagan faith, also known as heathens, to keep their beards. Unlike Sikhs, Norse pagans are not required to wear beards as part of their faith, but facial hair is apparently encouraged.”

Read from source:  CLICKETH HERETH


Well now …

“Mr Argus, Sir?”devil-2 BOP

“Yes, Little Virginia, sweet child?”

“Sir—wot’s that strange twirly racket filling the air?”

“I think, Child … it’s several millions of deceased US warriors spinning in their graves …

So ol’ Sam is getting a wee bit desperate, is he? But let’s not knock it—them Vikings were a ferocious bunch, actually quite accomplished in many ways—and your God is whoever you make it.





devil-2 BOPCollectivism is one of

the Deadliest Sins.

I define a ‘sin’ as ‘an act against humanity’ — whilst not bothering to define the word humanity. (Try that and we go on forever, losing ourselves in obfuscations.)

We can leave the biggest sinners of all—the simpering blood-soaked religious—to flabble about with their own definitions, most often involving offending a mythical deity of some bloody ilk*.



  • survival
  • growth
  • power
  • absolute control

—seems eventually to use a myth of some kind or another as justification for offences against basic human decencies. The more ancient, the better. No?


that folks want power, wealth, sex, control, and free time … a religion can be the ideal means. Control a per’s soul and you control the physical body—the per** becomes your slave. (You get quite rich—the Pope’s officers have been doing it for centuries, the mad mullahs of Islam likewise, the Nazis did it and so too Lenin’s cultural offspring … and endless others.)


The good ol’ Nazis are the prime example of making a religion out of inhumanity.

Antisemitism (also spelled anti-semitism or anti-Semitism) is hostility to, prejudice, or discrimination against Jews.[1][2][3] A person who holds such positions is called an antisemite. Antisemitism is generally considered to be a form of racism.[4][5] It has also been characterized as a political ideology which serves as an organizing principle and unites disparate groups which are opposed to liberalism.[6]

—Quote above is from Wikipedia

I am not an anti-semitic. I don’t limit myself:

I am anti-religion.

Organised religion, that is … but so long as a belief uses no form of force in its propagations I can tolerate it—fouling the defenceless minds of the innocent young, to me, is force …


“Argie! Don’t knock it—my biggest source of recruitments!”



* Which deity being in absentia means that we are in fact offending merely His/Her ‘representatives on Earth’. (Such offending in too many places can get you your lolly lopped, or worse. Much worse …)

** ‘Per’ … a new-speak word embracing all possible human sexes/genders and interpretations. (A ‘newspeak’ term as an all-embracing politically acceptable Gender Neutral, flowing naturally on from common usage of the word ‘person’.)



only that which YOU can hold

dragons17against all comers*.

No? (You know, I’ve never been challenged on this point. Never …) (Wimps …)

Anyway, here’s your quote—

The Irrawaddy is often described as the lifeblood of Myanmar, and the Myitsone area is believed to be the birthplace of the Kachin people, after whom the state is named.

Since 1962, ethnic Kachin rebels have been fighting the Burmese military for greater control over the resource-rich region.

It is one of the world’s longest-running civil wars, and Kachin independence leaders viewed the dam as a direct threat to their people and their livelihoods.

from: https://www.bbc.com/news/world-asia-48857781

—make of it what you will. It’s all academic, no?


* Can’t possibly be applied to you …



Screen Shot 2019-05-14 at 10.19.15furthermore, yeuch. (Not down here though … yet.)

Unprecedented? I doubt it … so?

Try this one for size—


—and ponder the possibility that Graham Hancock and his (un)illustrious buncha fellow cranks might almost possibly have a point with the point that they pointedly insist on pointing out—that perhaps along with all them big lizardy things a fairly ‘advanced’ (i.e. beyond stone age but not necessarily space-age) human breed may have existed, to be knocked back to the stone-age … by (say) a biggie asteroid?

After all … it has been done before. Just ask any dinosaur. And no-one would believe it until finally … never mind, we shan’t go down that well worn old track. I’ll just ask (boringly, I know) once again:

(a) How the hell did the ancients make (say) the temple of Jupiter at Baalbeck … and could we recreate it ourselves? Or the Serapeum? 

(b) could WE?

I feel safe in saying: not. We couldn’t …

Moving on … still cool here at 45 south, and NOT looking forward to summer. Summer stinks, think snow (bumper sticker I saw once).

chimp rocks

We too need an decent asteroid … out, out, damned rock!



In, just a few minutes ago—

too intriguing not to pass along—an Entrance Exam, for Heaven? The mind boggles …

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A Blonde was sent on her way to Heaven. Upon arrival, a concerned St Peter met her at the Pearly Gates.

‘I’m sorry, ‘St Peter said; ‘But Heaven is suffering from an overload of goodly souls and we have been forced to put up an Entrance Exam for new arrivals to ease the burden of Arrivals.’

‘That’s cool’ said the blonde, ‘What does the Entrance Exam consist of?’

‘Just three questions’ said St Peter.

‘Which are?’ asked the blonde.

‘The first,’ said St Peter, ‘is, which two days of the week start with the letter ‘T’? The second is ‘How many seconds are there in a year? The third is ‘What was the name of the swag-man in Waltzing Matilda?’

‘Now,’ said St Peter, ‘Go away and think about those questions and when I call upon you, I shall expect you to have those answers for me.’

So the blonde went away and gave those three questions some considerable thought (I expect you to do the same).

The following morning, St Peter called upon the blonde and asked if she had considered the questions, to which she replied, ‘I have.’

‘Well then,’ said St Peter, ‘Which two days of the week start with the letter T?’

The blonde said, ‘Today and Tomorrow.’

St Peter pondered this answer for some time, and decided that indeed the answer can be applied to the question.

‘Well then, could I have your answer to the second of the three questions?’

St Peter went on, ‘how many seconds in a year?’

The Blonde replied, ‘Twelve!’

‘Only twelve?’ exclaimed St Peter, ‘How did you arrive at that figure?’

‘Easy,’ said the blonde, ‘there’s the second of January, the second of February, right through to the second of December, giving a total of twelve seconds.’

St Peter looked at the blonde and said, ‘I need some time to consider your answer before I can give you a decision.’

And he walked away shaking his head.

A short time later, St Peter returned to the Blonde.

‘I’ll allow the answer to stand, but you need to get the third and final question absolutely correct to be allowed into Heaven.

Now, can you tell me the answer to the name of the swagman in Waltzing Matilda?’

The blonde replied; ‘Of the three questions, I found this the easiest to answer.’

‘Really!’ exclaimed St Peter, ‘And what is the answer?’

‘It’s Andy.’


‘Yes, Andy,’ said the blonde.

This totally floored St Peter, and he paced this way and that, deliberating the answer.

Finally, he couldn’t stand the suspense any longer and turning to the blonde, asked ‘How in God’s name did you arrive at THAT answer?’

‘Easy’ said the blonde, ‘Andy sat, Andy watched, Andy waited till his billy boiled.’

The blonde entered Heaven …


And what’s worse … you’re now singing it to yourself.



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I was u-toobing Chris Hitchens and happened across this erudite piece of impassioned … writing? … and borrowed it as is, where is’ for passing along—


@EtScripturaeSanctae Amen! δικαιωθεντες ουν εκ πιστεως ειρηνην εχομεν προς τον θεον δια του κυριου ημων ιησου χριστου In perfect English, the New Testament text reads: “Therefore being justified by faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ” (Romans 5:1). Burning in hell since 15 December 2011, the sodomite Marxist boozer “Hitch” denied the only-begotten Son of God, rejected His free gift of salvation by grace through faith alone and died of metastasized cancer. GOOD RIDDANCE! Sleazy atheist mantras never saved anyone, and this ridiculous “MouseFFruit” video is a Satanist lie on many levels. Darwinism is a corrupt anti-Semitic myth, and the inerrant King James Bible clearly teaches us that the rapture of the Bride of Christ precedes the time of Jacob’s trouble. Noah’s Flood is the historical fact that the Saviour also confirmed, and regenerated Christians have all the credible forensic evidence about the jailbird “FFreeThinker” cyber fraud that we need. No species “evolved” into a new genus living anywhere on Earth, and any scientist in his (or her) right mind knows that NO ONE can prove ancient “origins by observation.” There is NO reasonable doubt that Cyrenius was “the governor of Syria,” and the validity of a godless worldview cannot be proven because it always has been delusional. Millennial eschatology has always been sound Biblical doctrine, and any known government in history could take a census in order to levy taxes on the families that it ruled.


—here now just in case anyone might have any doubts about the future of the Human Race … God is great, no?

In the meantime:

Mr Hitchens, you’ve enhanced this world by your presence and you are sadly missed (source of quote above is in the comments on this Toobe clip):

And if anyone contradicts anyone, once more we offer:

Contradictions Law


Yea? Or


down eyeface A brieffie—

Here be two snaps. Study them carefully, there’ll be a quiz at the end. Good luck …


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The ‘old’ one is a shot of hands against a cave wall deep underground, some umpty-umpt thousands of years ago*.

The ‘New One’ is a shot of hands splopped on a wall above the ground just a year or three back. This modern one is your basic handprint—you know, the kids use their very own personal hand as a rubber-stamp to print their eternal mark on the wall.

The older one was done by spray-painting around a hand/s held against the wall … thirty, forty (?) thousands of years ago.

Doesn’t it seem odd that the older technique is arguably the more sophisticated~?

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“Hey, you! — The cute doggy with all them teeth …”

“Yes, Mr Saint … er … guru, Sir?”

“Argus … here’s a free hand for you if you need one …”

“Bless you, Sir~!”

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* In the region of forty thousand years back (give or take a few weeks …) AND yes, I did post on this once before—’cos I’m still fascinated (it don’t take much to gast my flabbers, dammit!)