Nowhere does the Biblical Jesus piss me off more than when he tells Martha, “Tough shit, your sister has chosen the better lot, deal with it.” Spoiled Mary enabling prick.
Really, had I been his speechwriter, I would have had him equitably tell Martha to leave the drudgery behind and come sit and listen too. Or asked everyone to pitch in and not given the speech until all the work was done. Or waved my hand and made the house clean and the food prepared. But I’m way left of Jesus’s authors. Probably left of Jesus himself. Make me a deity, and see who gets smitten, see who is told to passively accept their suckage lot in life. Service to one another only works when everyone plays the game. I have no stomach for a deity who tells one to suck it up and lets the other have all the good shit. Jesus sounds Republican in this one.
Fuck that noise. I like the scripture of Ernesto the Queen-goddess much better. He spoke from a barstool throne with a wine glass scepter in the Holy Land of Haight in the days of yore called the late 70’s.
Ernesto said, “I do not understand why you Americans bother fighting with your Politicians. In my country, if they do not do what they say they are going to do when we elect them, we just kill them and start over.” He paused, smiled angelically, and added, “It makes the next Politicians so very much more careful.”
Now that’s a man and a scripture I could start a Religious Movement around. Ain’t a man alive who could get that bitch on a cross.
That is the revolutionary thinking they have taught us to fear even speaking aloud in our land. We fear even TRYING the obviously guilty, we fear investigation, recalls and due process, cannot imagine real revolution.
Why?
Because that is exactly what they did to us in November, 1963. It made the People, as well as the Politicians “so very much more careful.” And thus far? We have accepted our lot, a nation of Marthas with downcast eyes.