So far I have spoken only a curse, only negative words, only doom & gloom. But there is good
news. Good news, not for the American Pussy, but for those held captive by the power of the
American Pussy, for those who earnestly long for deliverance, for those who, like righteous Lot of
old, are "vexed continually" at their captivity in New Sodom, at their forced collaboration with
New Gomorrah. Good news for those who love righteousness, who love the Law & the Gospel;
who long for the salvation of God from the power of the American Whore.
So, before I proceed with my diatribe, with my prediction of the bursting of the Pussy Bubble and
the suffering that will result, I will proclaim to the true Remnant of God that good news.
The good news for the Remnant is, we farted. Pussy-farted, or queefed, to be precise. That's what
Isaiah says in Isaiah chapter 26:16-19 at the end of the Song of Praise,
"Lord, in trouble have they visited thee, they poured out a prayer when thy chastening was
upon them. Like as a woman with child, that draweth near the time of her delivery, is in
pain, and crieth out in her pangs; so have we been in thy sight, O Lord. We have been
with child, we have been in pain, we have as it were brought forth wind; we have not
wrought any deliverance in the earth; neither have the inhabitants of the world fallen. Thy
dead men shall live, together with my dead body shall they arise. Awake and sing, ye that
dwell in dust: for thy dew is as the dew of herbs, and the earth shall cast out the dead."
In other words, for those of us who have truly desired to fight to be delivered from the power of
captivity to the rebellious system that created the Pussy Bubble, God knows our hearts, has seen
our tears & heard our cries. Isaiah likens our vexation, our good-faith attempts at deliverance and
our expectation of God's blessing on those (so-far failed) attempts, to being pregnant.
Or...apparently pregnant. We tried to give birth to deliverance, we longed to rescue those who
were perishing around us, to restrain the Jezebel rebellion and establish the law of God which leads
to life, but when we strained and laboured, we "brought forth wind". Like Paul, whose
disappointed expectation for the conversion of the Jews brought him so much grief that he
proclaimed "I could almost wish myself accursed" for their sakes, we have laboured in vain, but
However remote the possibility, however late the hour, the gifts of repentance and faith could yet
be granted to the people of this perverse generation; as repentance was granted to the husband of
Jezebel herself, King Ahab, at the 11th hour (cf. 1 Kings 21), though that which already is sown
must undoubtedly be reaped. If indeed, as seems almost inescapable, the Pussy Bubble must
burst...nonetheless the hope and expectation of God's deliverance abides forever, even beyond the
grave. But repentance, like that of Ahab, must be manifest in true contrition, and in a willingness to
stand up to the American Wench, and to the evil principality possessing her, and boldly exorcise
her sorceries from our hearts by fighting to enforce the Law of God.