Thou Shall Not Put False Gods Before Me

I find history fascinating. What about you?

As I gobble information from many sources, I’ve discovered how some facts have been revised or lost.

For example, I never heard of an ancient civilization in Cambodia until this year.

According to the National Archives of Australia, the Khmer Empire reigned for over six hundred years.

The Kings of Angkor celebrated their glory with temples of gold and precious jewels and buildings using more stones than Egyptian pyramids.

Like so many majestic civilizations, they declined in 1200 A.D., with few inscriptions and artwork evidencing their presence.

So many ancient civilizations have gone by the wayside.

Think about it.

The Phoenicians, Babylonians, Philistines, Sumerians, and Carthaginians are some.

Others, such as ancient Egypt, Greece, and Rome, withered in their magnificence.

What ancient civilization continues to exist?

Through much of history, including pogroms and holocausts, and other persecutions and tortures, it’s the Israelis.

Why? Although a few have wavered, many continue to honor the God of Abraham, acquiescing to the commandment: Thou Shall Not Put False Gods Before Me.

Oh, I know, some of you laugh at my conclusion.

That’s fine, but look at polytheist societies.

If they exist, most haven’t progressed to our standard of living.

Many Godless societies that worship the state, you know, those led by Lenin, Stalin, Hitler, Mussolini, and Pol Pot collapsed.

Yes, Mao’s and Jinping’s China and Castro’s Cuba, exist.

Fanatical God countries, such as Iran, not invoking freedom and individuality, continue to thrive, terrorizing their people with the weight of an oppressive God.

None of these Godless or fanatical Gods are the United States for those supercilious people claiming a theocracy unfolding or God being shoved down our throat. I repeat, the United States isn’t any of those countries.

Some meander about the Founding Fathers’ imbibing.

Probably, several did, but if they’re from afar or rolling over in their graves, it’s not, in my humble opinion, because of the recent decisions coming down from the Supreme Court.

No, I believe it would be the consequence of watching their unique creation of a slim, healthy government, morphing into a morbidly obese hegemony composed of politicians

What happened to the lean government?

Well, besides elite politicians, add an expanding administrative state, and a complicit, sycophantic press corps, and what do you gain?

Voila, layers upon layers of adipose tissue.

The United States was founded on Judeo-Christian values. We don’t know the beliefs of every signer of the Declaration of Independence, but they agreed enough to include the following statement: They are endowed by their creator with certain unalienable rights.

Perhaps people view the creator as something different from a Judeo-Christian God. Gaia? Fine! But if some view God as a pie in the sky, what replaces it? Many worship at the altar of the state, an all-encompassing leviathan, whom I’ll refer to as a goddess, Madame Statism.

Madame Statism expands with each letter I type. She chortles, protecting her cackling, elite feeders, pretending to grieve over issues such as abortion, guns, climate change, and prayer.

If you question her about these topics, she slaps you with a dimpled hand and ignores every argument you present.

When reminding Madame Statism, you can have an abortion in certain states, such as Massachusetts, through nine months if a woman has mental health issues. She stomps, hurting her damaged knees, yelling hush. How about if a baby survives termination in Massachusetts? She looks suspicious, folding her immense arms. You know, Massachusetts, voted to deny care for this baby’s existence. You lie, she retorts. Oh, no, look it up. She coughs, struggling to breathe.

Madame Statism then thinks, and with wild-eyed exasperation, asks about the more restrictive states. If you remind her that Planned Parenthood, funded by $530 million of taxpayer dollars, could donate some of its $1.3 billion dollar revenue to help, she changes the subject.

What does she bring up? Guns, of course. Yes, a few decades ago, people brought their guns to school to practice target-shooting. Those days are over for reasons beyond the gun, but let’s examine the gun matter. Chicago, where a recent shooting took place, has some of the most restrictive gun laws in the country.

Does a criminal abide to gun-free zones because they are against the law?

Madame Statism stares at you. Huffing and puffing. What about the good samaritan who saved many lives in Indiana? She glares, insisting he shouldn’t have used a gun. What about elites guarded by guns? Again, the topic moves to another.

She becomes gleeful discussing the demise of Earth and the coming eradication of fossil fuels. Ok, many of us are conservationists and open to clean energy such as nuclear and natural gas. How come they aren’t allowed? She responds with a loud no! We must use wind, solar, and others, she proclaims. When you argue they don’t exist yet, she tells you they will. When you remind her, the birds are burned because of windmills. Madame Statism pooh-poohs you. When you tell her about the $11,000 electric car that costs more than the $14,000 lithium battery to motorize it, she looks the other way. How about the fact that electricity requires fossil fuels or that elites fly in private planes fueled by gas or leaders build houses on oceanfront property using lots of oil from the ground? She turns blue but claims, with pride, it’s green, again shifting the narrative.

Madame Statism scowls.

She mentions prayer. How dare public prayer be allowed? I question what the problem is if the person does it on their own. Fuming, she argues, others will be pressured. In my almost sixty-five years, I’ve not witnessed or heard it. Wait and see, she says.

I reflect on her suggestion, and ask, what about taking one knee? Aren’t people pressured to do that? Madame Statism laughs with jiggling jowls, unable to see her eyes immersed by bloated cheeks. Good, she shouts! They should, and because I support this obeisance against the American flag, I demand they pay allegiance to me.

I remind Madame Statism that as her diseased girth expands, the red sea will not part way for her in November. If she wades her way through it, fortune has blessed her again. However, if a tsunami hits, death won’t occur but forcing her to undergo immense weight loss may.

Now she’s explodes, so I, a woman of a certain age, run, avoiding the irreversible damage her gigantic poison could cause.

George Santayana’s quote couldn’t be more fitting: Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it.

May America prevail with its God-given gifts, and as Moses and the ancient Israelis demanded long ago, I, speaking for many, refuse to put false gods before me.