...There's comfort in believing the world is exactly as it's advertised on a screen; politics is noble governance, monarchy preserves cherished tradition, religion is totally gospel—it doesn't matter that we imported it.
Westminster, Urine and High Street Templars: Cyclical National Affairs
Everyone knows we Brit's always moan about the rain, globally people have tokened grumbling about those torrential showers as a proper British habit, but it's just piss. Yeah, the rain is urine. We are literally being wee'd on by our own country itself. Let’s start with this mass-market culture war on prime-time telly and social media. Watch the latest divisive play setting us against one another: Left versus Right, Patriots vs Counter Protesters, Pro-Israel vs Pro-Palestine. You reckon these drama's're from drowning Hollywood writers hoping to survive Netflix?
Okay, maybe not, but, it's piss nonetheless and it channels down to us all, get me? The overpacked rubber dinghy is often made out to be some kind of twentieth century viking-esque, asylum-seeking jihad boat, lusting to pillage our villages of jobs. The optics formed by bodily waste. Pisstake, yeah. To be fair, nothing really says irony like taking up the appearance of a misplaced third century Turkish Roman soldier to 'keep foreigners out'. If the media want to piss off the High Street Templars, maybe they should use AI to depict all the regular migrants as fleets of overcrowded cruiseships—there're so many more of them! Look!
However, we still have tireless back and fourth about this twattery! It was the same in the 50s, 60, 70s and 80s. The welcomers and the not so welcomers.
'Welcome refugees, all of you, everyone bring your families, we are not the racist ones, the flag people are though!'
Some welcomers say we need to kindly offer up the hospital beds, housing and doctors appointments. Surely it's genuinely meant in good spirit, but not always. It turns mean spirited whenever folk say 'illegal' and 'immigrants' in the same sentence. Name calling ensues, irrational aggression. We know how nasty people can be. It's an ugly stalemate.
King And Country
We should go to town on monarchy, historical mafia draped in pompous ceremony and well. . . again, bollocks, really, isn't it? Not for everyone, no, in fact it's sovereign and gold for David Fucking Starkey. Yet, for centuries Christian monarchs have had us hung drawn and quartered for their reasons. They plonked our body parts on spikes across the land, (it's how we got cocktail sticks). Was such behaviour a product of the time? Well. . . uh, fuck no, they ruled by divine decree, representatives of God on earth. Doesn't it make you think, if first century Christians could behave better why couldn't European Kings that sprung up well over a millenia later? They followed the same rulebook.
Monarchy slaughtered working peasants en masse in 1381 after the poll tax riots, castrated and tortured countless ordinary civilians. The one who abdicated and his American missus both took a shining to Adolf Fucking Hitler, see here but you know, 'isn't it sad Harry and Wills are estranged?' Really? Cromwell led Parliament to war with Will and Harry's ancestor for tyranny, chopped his head off before becoming a tyrant himself. You just can't win.
Today, The King is literally titled 'Defender of the Faith,' a phrase meant to evoke spiritual guardianship, but this linguistic flexing reminds me of the fubar logic behind the witch trials. You know? If she drowns she's innocent, if she floats she's a witch? They cremated poor women alive. I doubt any monarch has ever understood the ancient origin of their religion or its main character, 'God' also known as, 'Yahweh' or 'El'.
Christian Facade, Pagan God
Pretty ancient Judeo-Christian manuscripts say something that might kill your idea of God (Jesus's old man). The Septuagint and the Dead Sea Scrolls, Deuteronomy 32:8, describes El Elyon dividing up the nations among the 'sons of God,' meaning divine beings. Yahweh receives Israel as his allotted nation. Yeah, El gave God, er. . . Israel? The God of Israel had a boss. Yup. Shines a light on things.
Later editors edited 'sons of God' by changing it to 'sons of Israel', a sneaky theological airbrush meant to sweep away the polytheistic implications. The bible has many alterations in it from extending gospels to altering words.
What Does This Actually Mean?
We know very early Israelite religion was henotheistic; it allowed the existence of other gods while treating Yahweh as their god—one deity amongst many. Monotheism wasn't there from the onset it's the consequence. No alpha and Omega, permanence or unchanging timeless, just people re-adjusting their bollocks.
The Archaeology That Breaks the Illusion of Modern Religion
God was just another pagan deity in Israelite polytheism: definitely not fringe theory but prevailing mainstream scholarship, all of which is supported by hard evidence.
For example, in 1975–76, archaeologists at Kuntillet Ajrud uncovered inscriptions from around 800 BCE reading: 'Blessed be you by Yahweh and his Asherah'. Asherah wasn't a metaphor. She was a well-known Canaanite goddess, a divine consort: Yahweh's trouble and strife. The missus.
Other similar inscriptions at Khirbet el-Qom confirm this wasn't a one-off. It was a living part of everyday worship.
The Academics Have Gone to Town on This Stuff:
- Yahweh originated as a god from Edom/Midian outside of Israel, in modern day Saudi Arabia.
- He was later bolstered up to be more like El, the Canaanite high god who was rocking the show
- He was given traits from the god Baal
- And after the Babylonian exile neighbouring cultures and their pantheons faded; after internal reform Judah started to turn monotheistic.
However, despite all of this, there's always one irrational in every flock who'll lean on their own tailored version. They'll tell you your facts are wrong without a single intelligent counter argument or source. Not out of the ordinary to hear something genius like:
'Yeah, but. . . they drew a picture of a donkey- headed Jesus back then so all that archeology doesn't mean anything,'
'Okay, when you say, 'they'. . . you know you refer to a Roman graffiti satirist? How's a wall scribble the same as an evolving national deity?'
It's like denying neanderthals because captain caveman cartoons exist. Not worth arguing.
And This Is the Pattern Everywhere
Politics still conveys it's moral standards while still poised ready to cut some fucker's throat. The monarchy stands for dignity while flirting with the likes of Epstein, Savile, Cartoon-Club Rolf and Bishop Ball. Religion conjures up spacious stone walled church interiors, musical notes of angelic choir boys and, you know. . . sad, but, well, that stuff, yeah. It's just where we are now.
So What's the Point of All This?
Maybe the real danger isn't that these institutions are bollocks, but that it's we 'want' them to be our bollocks. Not me, maybe not you, but some of us (don't ask for percentages), cling to the Country, Crown, and God because calling it what it is means facing some uncomfortable truth: we've been the extras in someone else's story all along!
Patriotism becomes poison the very second you love a flag more than your own family members, friends or community. Do you sell out those local faces who endure the same lies and pains you do? Monarchy is a farce, especially after it's so-called 'dignity' stands on the shoulders of historical brutality and says nothing. Silence, nada, when we suffer the lunacy of Westminster, they speak measured pointless words, use no powers to help anyone but their own. There is no point in this.

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