My second thoughts about President Bush and his ministers became even more caustic than the first.
Shortly after I impetuously submitted my anti-neoconservative polemic to radical publishers and reflected on what I had written, I was somewhat taken back aback by my vituperation disrespecting the president of the United States of America and the neoconservative forces of darkness he represents. Surely this aversion I feel for him and what he stands for, I mused, is hypocrisy at the very least, in fact the very thing I denounce him for.
The more I know about political religion, the more I despise the neoconservative neofascists. I confess that I have lately gone so far as to satanize the president and his staff, drawing horns on their heads and swastikas on their foreheads. In fact I think my behavior proves the validity of a dogma set forth by Carl Schmitt, one of German’s foremost neoconservative pioneers, that politics is to discover who your enemies are so you can hate them and get rid of them.
But hate is anti-Christian; that is, if Christianity is a religion of love and toleration. I do not know for certain because I am not a confessed Christian – I was brought up in the Judeo-Christian culture, and could not help being influenced by it. Christian love is not supposed to be the hate-others-based group-love of the Hebrew tribes. Some Jewish rabbis are still wont to declare that it is a sacred duty to hate thine enemies – but do not rejoice at the moment they fall.
Perhaps Marcion was right in his attempt to take the Jew out of Jesus in order to make Christianity a religion in its own right. When he compiled the first Christian testament, he discarded all texts as spurious except Paul’s letters, and Luke’s gospel excised of its Jewish content. Ironically, Marcion’s hero Paul was a Jew and a Pharisee to begin with. Saul of Tarsus, we are told, saw the Phantasm of the Loving Alien on the road and was duly converted. He eventually wrote the Christian Magna Carta of freedom and toleration to the Galatians, thereby replacing complex discriminatory Law with simple Love. However, Paul’s loving letter is flawed by a hateful vituperation against all those who might disagree.
No doubt the Phantasm of The Loving Alien arose from the guilt Saul of Tarsus felt for persecuting dissident Jews; or rather it evolved from the seed of love we find in every human being, a seed cultivated by the Jews and especially the Pharisees – the hateful defamation of Pharisees by Christians is really a shame, for there would be no Christianity without them. The converting love was a fanatic love: the convert would clear the air of smoke, rendering it limpid that all may inhale its purity and be inspired forevermore not to smoke and so on.
When love alone did not work as well as expected, except for those sexual libertines who believed to own mates was a sin, the cruel old law was reverted to; and then it was rationalized that Jesus Christ came not to destroy the law but to fulfill it. Wherefore today we have a ruling neoconservative cult of frustrated Jews who call themselves born-again fundamentalist Christians. They worship the prehistoric ambivalent god, the arbitrary god who is randomly cruel and merciful. They worry constantly over the deployment of genitalia and weapons. They declare themselves absolutely in favor of life and the death penalty – they lovingly forgive the condemned man before killing him, thus relieving themselves of anxiety over their hypocrisy – a suitable ritual can justify anything. Their political religion always finds an enemy and they are willing to kill enemies in the name of state and god. Their leader can do no wrong: he declared his political hero to be Jesus Christ, implying that his savior is a lying politician beholden to Caesar.
If the frustrated Jews were really Old Testament Jews, they would not hail their Caesar in the Senate – they would revolt and assassinate him forthwith. For to give Caesar his due is one thing; but to love and obey Caesar, to turn one’s cheek and forgive Caesar, to treat him as if he were god on earth, would not only be mistaken and immoral but would be blasphemous as well. The Christianity that forgives all, even after confession, repentance and restitution, is inherently evil to the either/or man. Although one might parole the penitent, the evil must never be forgiven. Evil must not be ignored, for he who ignores evil is good for nothing. A line between the forces of good and evil must be drawn; thus spake the real Zarathustra, and morals improved in Persia until the Manicheans and Zurvanites blurred the distinction and restored the perverse god of hypocritical monotheism. To hate evil and to love good are the right things to do. To overthrow Caesar is right. May the Judeo-Christians revolt. But no, they embrace their emperor in unholy wedlock of church and state, as if he were Byzantine and Orthodox.
What possesses me, a mass man, a social creature, to hate President Bush and his ministers? Can I blame my passion on a god? Men are good and evil. Wherefore the ambiguous religion of hate-based love or love-based hate was projected onto an ambivalent, incredibly cruel and merciful one-god. And the one-god is short on mercy wherever the fundamentalists are concerned. Marcion’s mission to replace Law with Love, and to rid Christianity of its Jewishness failed. His church at one time was greater than the ‘catholic’ church. The catholic elite did not have just cause to persecute the first great heretic for professing the Phantasm – The Stranger and his Alien Love.
Marcion bought a church franchise in Rome; they took it back from him, so he went out on his own and the flock grew and grew. Inquisitors were sent out with a warning: be careful when you enter their churces, for it is very difficult to tell from their conduct the difference between them and us. The catholics had no sound reason to suppress the marcionite church for the sake of catholicism, for the genuine source of universalism resides in every human being. Love and hate flow from that source. Alas, the individual, who is inherently rebellious by virtue of natural love of absolute liberty and the will to persist forever without impedance, is not the omnipotent being he would be. He is set apart from others by his individuality; the society of others may for the Good of their society restrain his love of anarchic or godly liberty, and, by means of public law arising from tried and proven folkways, define what is prohibited.
But when the suppression of anarchic liberty is unjust and overbearing, the love of liberty may be organized by hatred to revolt. I feel that happening to me when I see a photograph of the president and his ministers, or read another absurd speech about forcing democracy down the throats of the world, or hear more about their tyranny and its effect on the poor. When love does not work, we tend to hatred. When we try and try again to get our fair share but cannot join the pack who would hoard the social good for themselves; when the old adage “If you can’t fight them, join them” is rendered inapt by prolonged rejection; a new adage arises: “If you cannot join them, fight them unto the death.”
What can one do when he humbly seeks gainful employment everywhere, but despite his talents and skills, or even because of them, he is kicked like a dog onto the street to die a premature death? That is social murder.
Now that I reflect on my vituperations against the forces of darkness intimidating the world, I am beginning to understand that I too am only human. This is a matter of life or death to me. When my open palm is greeted with a closed fists; when I am called un-American for speaking out against the Second Bush War against Iraq; when I am called a traitor because I impugn the policies of the liars, thieves, and murderers who preside over the business now governing politics; when I am treated like a panhandler because I seek employment; I tend to vituperation.
Perhaps I am take my frustration out on an abstract scapegoat, but I don’t think so. One thing I have had that had been dependable: taste. The present government of the United States of America has a foul taste, and I believe it must be overthrown to save the state. Although I am generally happy-go-lucky, I despise the lying neofascistic neoconservative cult leading the pseudo-liberal anti-democratic forces against the people of the world. More specifically, I detest President Bush and his ministers. I sincerely believe they should be in prison, and not at the head of government. I sincerely believe something must be done to curb the forces of darkness emanating from corporate board tribalism, or else the world shall soon be lost for good.
Now I know why a man who has been a pacifist his whole life might wind up wanting revolution in the end. His pacifism was probably compensation for his tendency to violence. Since hate and love are Siamese twins, we might want to look at the other side of a man’s hatred instead of simply saying it is wrong to hate. We might go to the cause of his hatred, to the ideals he loves, the ideals he knows have been betrayed by the traitors he despises. Perhaps then a lamp might be lit to organize the forces of love and light to overcome the forces of hate and darkness.