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MinnesotaStan at TYWKIWDBI has posted several times recently about books related to flood myths that cross geological and cultural divides throughout time LONG before the Noah’s ark story murdered all people who didn’t believe in God in the cutesie kids’ story in Genesis.

You can access them here, here, here, and here.

I’ve discussed the issues with the biblical version ad nauseam at this blog. I’ve read the Epic of Gilgamesh. What is important in what MinnesotaStan posted is that he surfaced 100s of pre-biblical stories from across the globe. What’s clear is that the writes of Genesis wanted to integrate a version of the story into their manuscripts.

What the story does in literalist Christian culture is it makes it a form of imbecilic doubt to question that this is the only and correct version of the story. Despite that these ignorant writers had NO idea the size of the earth, who was populated in it, and how many cultures lived across the span of so much more than the biblical writers puny understanding of the universe.

What we’re to believe is that God, at that time, spoke directly to the biblical writers to hand them this singular true story, because while the writers were ignorant, the God of the bible knew (and knows) all. Despite all the atrocious levels of ignorance expressed in the bible, somehow this whole story got a pass.

That sign up there wrapped in red serpent mumbo scary jumbo is found on the walls around the Ark Encounter, children’s museum in Kentucky. It’s meant to associate anti-intellectualism as a moral virtue. If the devil can convince you that the coloring book story of Noah’s ark isn’t real, he can convince you that heaven and hell aren’t either. Jesus. This level of impoverished mental capacity and fear-based anti-intellectualism is just the right way to prime the pump for children to accept nutbaggeries.

The devil planted prehistoric stories about floods to confuse you. Right. Got it.

The truth is that this blatantly plagiarized myth is really one of the grossest examples of how dumb, embarrassing and fictional Noah’s ark is. The “loving” god of the universe is so petty, like Donald Trump level petty, that he can’t stand that people don’t love him enough, so he’s got to murder them to teach ’em a lesson!

Dead folks don’t learn lessons, idiots. And teaching kids that God could take your life for disbelief is abusive at best. Believe in him without evidence, folks. Or you’ll get drowned.

Jesus Fucking Christ.

Let’s round ’em up!

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It’s been a hot minute since I posted the ever-growing number of drag queens arrested for, charged with, or accused of sex crimes. And since all the regular Joes are getting picked up for their smaller crimes while the White House and its DOJ continue covering for the sick pedophiles with broad-stroked political power, billionaire bank accounts, and an American president in their back pockets, I offer a drop in the bucket: people arrested in the past two months for sex-related crimes.

Wait, did I write “drag queens”? I meant Christian men—usually white, and usually in positions of power and influence. This article explains that the DOJ has been sitting on over 99% of the remaining Epstein files for a month now. Trump himself has told MTG that if the files are released, “my friends would get hurt.”

What about all the women who have been hurt, continue to get hurt, and will continue to be trafficked all over the world? I don’t care if they are Democrat, Republican, Independent, CEOs, CFOs—whatever. These dirty old fuckers deserve what’s coming to them, in reality… not some slap on the wrist and forgiveness in the mythological afterlife!

Here we go. The first sex crime drop of 2026:

Tennessee Youth Pastor Arrested On Child Sex Charges

Knoxville’s NBC affiliate reports:

The White Pine Police Department announced Sunday that they have arrested and charged a Greeneville youth minister following an investigation into allegations of sexual misconduct involving a minor.

Wesley A. Brobeck, 48, was a youth pastor for Freedom Fellowship Church of White Pine on the Greeneville campus

WPPD said the church took immediate action against Brobeck and fired him after learning of the allegations. WPPD arrested Brobeck Saturday night at his home and has charged him with sexual battery by an authority figure and statutory rape by an authority figure. He is currently being held in the Jefferson County Jail.

Read the full article.

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Peoria’s ABC affiliate reports:

Tazewell County prosecutors have formally charged a Peoria pastor for allegedly sending sexually graphic photographs of himself to a minor last summer. The state’s attorney’s office charged Michael Ritchason, 48, with one count of distributing harmful material to a minor, which is a Class 4 felony.

The court document details a “lengthy” Snapchat thread in which Ritchason allegedly sent graphic photographs of himself to the minor. Church officials said in October that Ritchason asked to be removed from all pastoral duties. On the church’s website, Ritchason is still listed as lead pastor, also noting he’s on leave.

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Philadelphia’s NBC affiliate reports:

Richard Adamsky, a former teacher at Nativity of Our Lord Parish School and a former youth sports coach, pleaded guilty Monday to one count of receipt and attempted receipt of child pornography, and one count of possession of child pornography.

The former teacher and coach was arrested when local law enforcement agencies executed a search warrant on the home where Adamsky lived last year. At that time, he reportedly told Bucks County investigators that he had been searching for, downloading and saving hundreds of images of child pornography.

Adamsky taught at Nativity of Our Lord Catholic School for more than three decades. He also coached youth sports at that school and two others. The age of the children he taught in 7th and 8th grade is the same age group that was depicted in the child pornography images, according to investigators.

Read the full article.

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Trump Derangement Syndrome affects only one man

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In response to European officials sending a letter to Donald Trump to deescalate his threats against NATO, the European Union and to claiming he’ll take ownership of Greenland, Trump responded with a letter of his own. I’ll paste that letter appended for clarity.

Someone who thinks purely of peace doesn’t change his tune because he didn’t get noticed or awarded for it. We don’t offer a hand of assistance to someone, because we want accolades. Men & women in doctors’ coats don’t hope that one day the world will recognize their valor for saving lives. And when they do not get it after a full year of saviorship, they say, “Fuck it! I’m killing the next 10 patients in retaliation.”

What a fucking delusional baby. Whoever thinks this guy is special is special themselves. He refers to himself in the third person. So his so-called Trump Derangement Syndrome is destroying the brain of one man, and one man only: himself.

Here’s his letter with my addendums.

Dear Jonas:

Considering your Country decided not to give me the Nobel Peace Prize for having stopped 8 Wars PLUS, [No, he did not stop 8 wars. This claim is false and unsupported. There is no credible evidence that he ended 8 wars, nor that he negotiated or concluded formal peace agreements ending wars.] I no longer feel an obligation to think purely of Peace, although it will always be predominant, [This is rhetorical, not factual—no formal obligation of “pure peace” exists in international law.] but can now think about what is good and proper for the United States of America.

Denmark cannot protect that land from Russia or China, [No evidence supports this claim. Denmark is a NATO member, and Greenland’s security is backed by NATO and the U.S. through existing defense agreements.] and why do they have a “right of ownership” anyway? [Greenland is not privately “owned”; it is a self-governing territory within the Kingdom of Denmark under internationally recognized sovereignty.] There are no written documents, [This is false. There are extensive treaties, legal frameworks, and international recognitions establishing Denmark’s sovereignty over Greenland.] it’s only that a boat landed there hundreds of years ago, [This is a gross oversimplification and historically inaccurate.] but we had boats landing there, also. [Landing somewhere does not establish legal sovereignty under international law.]

I have done more for NATO than any other person since its founding, [This is false. NATO was founded in 1949, and no credible metric supports this claim.] and now, NATO should do something for the United States. [NATO already includes mutual defense obligations under Article 5, which the U.S. has invoked and benefited from.] The World is not secure unless we have Complete and Total Control of Greenland. [This is an opinion, not a fact, and is not supported by international security consensus or law.]

Thank you!
President DJT

more Flea pleas please

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I don't care what you think about Flea or RHCP. THIS song is what we need more of right now. Totally inspired lyrics and spoken word. "Peace and love is the toughest, hardest thing you can do”youtu.be/TmyjzvQv5bA

— JereMeadyOgre (@meadyogre.bsky.social) 2026-01-16T18:50:25.949Z

This early release song from one of my favorite dudes on the planet was released this week, and I cannot get enough of it.

When I was in high school learning to play the bass guitar, I had Red Hot Chili Peppers Mother’s Milk album on repeat. When Blood Sex Sugar Magic released, I was both disturbed and intrigued. That era was my “most Christian” and my most exploratory. There were songs on that album that broached sexual topics that made me uncomfortable. As if I were holding a dirty magazine in my hands and both repelled and engorged by the visuals of women’s naked bodies.

Flea, if you didn’t know, is the bass player for Red Hot Chili Peppers, and his persona has been iconic for me. He’s a kinda little dude with a HUGE aura. His presence and talent is almost limitless. He also plays the trumpet. He’s acted in several movies in his career, and he’s played on other people’s projects, including Jane’s Addiction, Thom Yorke and others.

In a few words: I love Flea.

This song means so much to me as an artist who is struggling to find goodness and inspiration in the political climate. I’m tired of the idea that we Americans are so moved by political differences to allow these ideas to trickle into our love lives. It’s separating families and friends, all because it’s a shit show with no known end point. When are the credits going to roll on the insanity of people arguing over what dipshits do and say in Washington DC?

Anyway, give the song A Plea a listen. I’m going to put the lyrics below the fold. But my favorite parts are these:

“I dont care about your f*cking politics
I don’t wanna hear about your politics”

You’re scaring the kids
The beautiful kids
Ah yeah they wanna know
The children wanna know
Is the ugly coming, and the guns?
Is the army coming, blotting out the sun?
The blood red sun, the blood red sun
Ahhhhhhh concentration camps?

And everything besides love is cowardice
You wanna be brave, you wanna be tough?
Peace and love is the toughest hardest thing you can do
Build a bridge that’s where the courage is
Shine your light
Shine it true

Build a bridge
Shine a light
Make something beautiful
I don’t care if it’s a little scrap of squiggly crayon on a paper
Make something beautiful and see somebody
Give it to somebody
I’m not being corny this shit is real
Live for peace
Live for love

Continue reading “more Flea pleas please” →

Power of the Powerless

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The Power of the Powerless (Czech: Moc bezmocných) is an expansive political essay written in October 1978 by the Czech dramatist, poet, political dissident, and later statesman, Václav Havel. Power wants the masses to feign obedience while knowing it's wrong.today.https://youtu.be/2RDIXyBztMA

— JereMeadyOgre (@meadyogre.bsky.social) 2026-01-09T15:07:19.383Z

This essay is an incredible dive into what is happening right now in the United States of America.

Just 3 days ago, I heard that democrats were holding January memorials and reminders of that harrowing day that I watched unfold on television. I’m guessing most of you did, too.

The White House released a statement about how January 6 protestors were peaceful, kind and respectful.

We can all view the astonishing video of an ICE agent murdering a 36 year old mother shooting her point blank in her car, and he walked away unscathed. But Kristi Noem, President Trump and the White House want to convince you that your eyes are deceiving you. That this woman was a “domestic terrorist” who weaponized her car, with a glove compartment crammed with stuffed animals, wanted to hurt, maim or kill a masked ICE agent surrounding her car like a swarm of rabid wolves.

A response to Lucy Foley’s The Paris Apartment

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I finished The Paris Apartment recently. Calling this a “review” doesn’t quite work—it reads more like a response. The book is good, not great, but it held my attention to the end. I abandoned Foley’s previous novel, The Guest List, partly because my library loan expired, but mostly because it didn’t feel worth finishing.

On the surface, The Paris Apartment is a locked-building mystery set in an elegant Parisian apartment house where the disappearance of a resident exposes a vertical stack of secrets. Jess Hadley arrives in Paris to stay with her half-brother Ben, only to find his apartment empty and Ben missing. She stays, watches, listens, and slowly begins to understand the building—and the people inside it.

Floor by floor, Foley introduces the residents: a watchful concierge; Antoine and Nick, a volatile restaurateur and his anxious partner; Mimi, an art student; and, at the top, Sophie and Jacques, a wealthy, untouchable power couple. It’s a twisty whodunnit, effective as an escape. But what lingered for me wasn’t the mystery — it was what the mystery revealed.

Ben wasn’t just living there. He was investigating. You see, Ben discovers that Nick, Antoine, and their father Jacques run a brothel called Le Petit Mort (the small death or an “orgasm” in French), trafficking women from Eastern Europe. Mimi, Nick, and Antoine are all adopted children of trafficked women. Sophie and Jacques are their parents. The family’s wealth, philanthropy, and moral posturing are built on systematic abuse.

Mimi discovers the truth of her adoption only after Ben lets her in on the research he’s doing.

When Jacques attacks Ben to silence him, Mimi can see the fight from her apartment. Mimi facing her true love over her asshole secretive abusive father races downstairs and kills her father to save her lover. Sophie cleans up the crime—not to protect justice, but to preserve the family. Bodies are hidden, lies are coordinated, and silence is enforced in the name of love and blood loyalty.

Ben survives. The exposé is published. But even justice is compromised: the trafficked women are given money and time to flee because exposure would destroy them as surely as silence would. They would have gotten away with it, if only Jess didn’t show up and ruin the plan!

What triggered me is how closely this story mirrors real life. Wealthy men who exploit women and convince themselves they are benevolent. Fathers who believe saving a child excuses the system that destroyed her mother. Men who hide behind religion, philanthropy, or “that’s just how it is there” while abusing women and girls.

The book’s quiet thesis is this: you cannot be both a moral authority and a predator. Men who try to reconcile those identities destroy everyone around them—and eventually themselves. Blood loyalty doesn’t redeem abuse. It only protects it.

For me, that’s the true horror of The Paris Apartment. Not the murder. Not the mystery. But the familiar, global pattern of men who believe morality bends for them — and families and systems that help them believe it.

I’m working on publishing my own expose of this travesty of inhumanity and injustice. Men with superiority complexes drift toward men like Epstein who can help them get their jollies with impunity. There’s one of those men sitting behind the resolute desk in the Oval Office. There’s one that claims to have loved me, but clearly doesn’t. These men are cowards. These men are disgusting. These men want obsequious obedience with impunity and without remorse. They demand servitude to them, because they are the Gods of their own stories. They “pray” to themselves so that they can prey on kids, children, adopted or not. And I, for one, am tired of it.

What’s your fucking excuse?

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What's your fucking excuse? youtu.be/-jCQerxzF48

— JereMeadyOgre (@meadyogre.bsky.social) 2025-12-22T15:03:29.949Z

“Docs said I’d never walk, but I ran a marathon.” Logan Knowles was born with cerebral palsy. This fall, he ran & completed the NYC marathon, his body fighting him the whole way. Wow.

These are the kinds of stories we need right now. We live in a big, bouncy bubble where the President of the United States calls his perceived enemies names, including the word “retarded.” He stands on stage and describes his wife’s panties drawers. How she steams them. A man spoiled by a steel dome shield surrounding his brittle ego. A person who cannot man up to release the Epstein files, because his name is frequently in them … and also backed by a group of his cabinet and administration who want to keep his pedophilia “secret.” These are not heroes. These are not “christians.” these are not who anyone should look up to, admire, or devote lives and time to.

And then there are people who, faced with physical and emotional complexities, push themselves to the limits of self-betterment, of boundary-breaking notoriety. This is inspiration. Logan Knowles is a hero. And his story should be the one that occupies our attention.

The cracks in the foundation

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It was both confusing and remarkable to read both Trump’s indelibly relentless attacks of Rob Reiner and his wife after their murdered bodies were discovered. Then to read as many followup retorts relentlessly shaming Trump for his superfluous attacks at such a poorly timed effort.

I mean, pastors, politicians, heads of Christian media, so many people condemned Trump at levels I’ve never seen before.

The MAGA cracks are reportedly growing. And it’s because the tariffs are affecting their bottom lines, and their healthcare is about to get punched in the crotch.

I think the foundation (finally!) cracked the most when he called Tim Walz “retarded.” At the time, I was so infuriated, and incredibly disappointed that this man is considered worthy of respect by people I look up to and enjoy spending tie with. My sister’s handicaps were a constant target of kids’ torment and idiocies. My brother and I were pretty tame, but at the face of kids poking fun at our sister (or anyone with special needs), we were boldly strong.

When my own sister showed appreciation and support for a man who literally made fun of a reporter with special needs, I almost collapsed of the weight.

But now the response to Rob Reiner. I’ve never seen this level of antagonism toward Trump. It wasn’t grab ’em by the pussy. It wasn’t his disdain for our military. It wasn’t that he is an adjudicated rapist. It’s not that he cheated on his wives with other soon-to-be wives or hookers. It’s not that he’s clearly an Epstein islander. It’s that he called Rob Reiner a psycho tormented by TDS and that Tim Walz is “retarded.”

I remember one time my dad asked Tina and I if we thought Trump is racist. I remember pausing with bewilderment. The very notion that anyone would not know well before hand that Trump has lived his life as a racist asshole is beyond me. Set Obama’s birth certificate aside. His discrimination against people of color in housing to the Central Park Five are just two small instances compared to his white nationalist stance on FULL display as President.

If you have to ask if Trump is a racist, that likely points a huge glaring spotlight at the inquirer that they, too, are, in fact, racist as fuck.

I mean, Chick-fil-A is brazenly coming forth as pro DEI lately. That means a lot coming from one of the biggest Christian chains. These cracks are crumbing and it is a buffet of schadenfreude.

Oh! And all that Susie Wiles shit that dropped yesterday. Delicious. Something is destroying the MAGAsphere. The CBS interview with Erika Kirk was a slide down into stupidity and the ratings were dismal. This martyr-making for Charlie is shooing butts from pews. The White Evangelical movement and their ties to Nazism is not missed by young people who know all too well that Charlie Kirk was nothing more than a dipshit propagandist who spewed nothing but dumb ideas about dusty old books, and had NOTHING to do with the life of Jesus Christ.

Nor does Trump, or his administration. And it’s glorious to watch people come out of the yeshua fog of cognitive dissonance. When the only dude in the room that’s building a case for the economy and America being “on fire” is the president, the whole house is coming down.