A Word to the Wicked

A third rainbow over Chicago

Genesis 9:12-17; 6

And God said: This is the sign of the covenant which I will give between me and you, and to every living soul that is with you, for perpetual generations. I will set my bow in the clouds, and it shall be the sign of a covenant between me, and between the earth. And when I shall cover the sky with clouds, my bow shall appear in the clouds: And I will remember my covenant with you, and with every living soul that beareth flesh: and there shall no more be waters of a flood to destroy all flesh. And the bow shall be in the clouds, and I shall see it, and shall remember the everlasting covenant, that was made between God and every living soul of all flesh which is upon the earth. And God said to Noe: This shall be the sign of the covenant which I have established between me and all flesh upon the earth.

Whosoever shall shed man’s blood, his blood shall be shed: for man was made to the image of God.“

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The picture above is of the third of three rainbows that has appeared over Chicago since the start of all of this truly ascientific, destructive, and malevolent hysteria surrounding CO-vid.

I take the story of the covenant and rainbow in Genesis to be instructive; namely, that God will forever protect and defend the just, the righteous, the holy, the benevolent–no matter how few of us are left.

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Thus, a word to the wicked: This is a time and a sign to move you to conversion. If you find yourself:

1. Celebrating lockdowns and the ruination of other’s hopes, dreams, and aspirations;
2. Calling on kids never to attend school, sports, plays, social activities, or parties again (NOTE: DRIVE-BY HONKING BIRTHDAY PARTIES SHOULD NOT BE THINGS);
3. Using actual suffering to advance some sort of sick political end;
4. Censoring alternative opinion and dismissing possible remedies to the virus;
5. Reveling in the deaths of people with whom you disagree:

Well, you belong to the dregs of humanity and your shame-peddling amounts to foisting chains upon people. As the great Colonel Frank Slade said in defending Mr. Charles Sims in “Scent of a Woman”: “What you are doing here… is amputating [people’s] souls! And, there’s no prosthetic for that.”

To accompany misery and to further it among innocent, otherwise free people is your true fetish/sickness.

Change, before it is too late.