Dear MAGA: We Have School Shootings Because God Hates Your Cult.

Lying won't change reality, 12b Maggot.

In the last decade, the overwhelming majority of mass shootings have been perpetrated by those who identify as LGBTQRSTUVWXYZ+1@34

Your party, with the grooming agenda and the extreme Christophobic bigotry is fully to blame for this.
We should make that her new nickname. In fact,....I think I will. She will now be known as 12 B. :)
 

We might be reading about this manifesto some day

The ramblings of a lonely nutter like Naked Hunter.....

:magagrin:

We have school shootings because democrats have promoted severe mental illness in children.

And all of America knows it - you are fully to blame for this.

Trannies shoot up schools - it's what they do. They were groomed by leftist teachers, and now they act out.

Genius.

Short version of OP: God makes school shootings happen and it's your fault!

OH LOOK ☝🏼, IT'S THE SICK-MINDED DROOLER FUCK CROWD WHO CAN'T EVEN COMPREHEND THE TEACHINGS OF THE BIBLE THEY PRETEND TO ADHERE TO.

THE OP IS RIGHT... GOD HATES YOU FILTHY SCUM.

I HOPE THE PUNISHMENT HE HAS LINED UP FOR YOU IDIOTS IS BOTH SEVERE AND ETERNAL. 🖕🏼
 

Dear MAGA: We Have School Shootings Because God Hates Your Cult.​

From golden calf to AR-15: the theology behind America’s ritual child sacrifice​



A school bell rings and the corridor breathes, then falls still. A custodian props a mop against chipped paint and studies a small dark hole in the plaster, as if answers might speak from it. The chaplain’s voice eases into the air because there is nothing else to do in that moment but hold back the tide for a heartbeat. Parents arrive with white knuckles and eyes that will never again learn how to forget. Candles extinguish in the wind and leave a sour trace of smoke. The chairs are stacked. The gym is swept. The desks remain empty, and the town learns a new silence that will not leave its throat. I begin here because grief is the only honest key to the door.

Yet grief alone is not the whole room. America keeps choosing a world in which children die preventable deaths, then asks God to foot the bill with thoughts and prayers. Scripture does not bless that bargain. Prayer without repentance is noise. Idolatry breeds consequences that need no thunder to be real. In the pages ahead I will set out the case as plainly as love for children demands. First, the rise of a personality-cult since 2015 and the old sin of false gods, read against the Bible’s own record of what follows such worship. Next, the Bible Belt’s budgetary cruelty, where schools are starved, social welfare is shaved to the bone, and health care is throttled, even as federal transfers keep the lights on, all of it in open defiance of the teachings of Jesus about the least of these. Then, the hard arithmetic of school shootings since 2015. The thread is simple and severe. A people that refuse protection for their young will eventually find heaven quiet.

Give anger the floor, for politeness has purchased coffins and says it's always too fucking soon to talk about how to move forward in rememberance of the dead children they only cared about when they were a fetus in their mother's womb. A nation that treats children as collateral for a gun-culture identity has no right to whisper pieties over fresh graves. Enough of the theatre, enough of the podium prayers, enough of the hand-on-heart cowardice that will not pass a single law to match its grief. We will name the idol so many have kissed since 2015 and tally the blood-price it exacts. We will read the prophets who say God hates worship that tramples the poor, and the Christ who sets a child in the centre and warns that to harm such a one is a millstone offence. And we will close where the evidence leaves us, with the only honest answer to why the prayers fail. God hates America as it currently is, and unless the country repents in laws, budgets, and brave, costly choices, that hatred will continue to sound like silence while the sirens scream.


I. Why God Is Done Answering Prayers To Prevent Mass Shootings

Begin with the hard distinction most politicians blur on purpose. Private prayer that keeps a bereaved parent breathing is holy. Public prayer that replaces action is theatre. One heals the soul for a night. The other launders a conscience and sends everyone home. If you want to know why heaven feels silent when America prays about school shootings, start there. God is not a stagehand hired to tidy up after cowardice.

Scripture never sells prayer as a magic override. Prayer is petition, yes. Prayer is also confession. Prayer is alignment. In the Bible, people cry out and then change. They fast and then repair what they broke. They weep and then feed the hungry, clothe the naked, shelter the stranger. If you will not do the second half, the prophets say the first half sounds like noise. Isaiah calls the music detestable when the poor are crushed. Amos says keep your songs; let justice roll down. Micah says God has already told you what is good. Do justice. Love kindness. Walk humbly. None of that is mysterious. None of that is optional. If a nation refuses, prayer becomes incense in a locked room. Fragrant, then gone. The fire keeps burning.

Why the silence. Because actions have consequences in the eyes of God and God often speaks by letting consequence run its course. The text is full of it. The people demand a king who will make them feel safe. The prophet warns that a king will take their sons and their fields and their future. They insist. They get what they asked for and the bill that follows. The wilderness crowd begs for meat and despises the responsibility of freedom. The quail come. So do the graves. The idolaters want a god that matches their appetites. The party is loud. The morning is hell. Judgment in these stories is not always a lightning strike. It is often God stepping back. It is the moral order left to operate without rescue.

Apply that logic to America’s school shootings. A people who will not pass the most basic, evidence-based protections are choosing the next obituary. Safe storage. Universal checks that actually check. Licensing that treats the weapon as a serious responsibility. Red-flag tools that remove guns from a man who is spiralling. These are not miracles. These are simple, boring, life-saving steps that every other rich democracy figured out while we were arguing on television. When a country says no to those and yes to a gun-culture identity, it is not praying. It is performing. God does not bless performances that put children in coffins. God lets the consequences speak.

There is also the small matter of idolatry, which is not small at all. Prayer that props up an idol is blasphemy in a suit. When leaders wrap failure in piety, they are misusing the divine name to sanctify negligence. That is the third commandment in plain clothes. Do not take the name of the Lord in vain. It does not mean avoid swearing in traffic. It means do not strap God to your politics to excuse harm. If you tweet a Bible verse while voting against the least of these, you are using God as a brand. The prophets had a word for that. God hates it.

Why else the silence. Because the prayers are dishonest about agency. People ask God to stop bullets while defending policies that make bullets easy to buy and effortless to fire in the places children gather. They ask for protection but demand permitless carry. They ask for safety but fight safe-storage laws as if locks were chains on freedom. They ask for help while cutting school counsellors, school nurses, and the very human nets that catch a falling kid before he hits a hard floor. Prayer is not a voucher for divine babysitting while you sharpen the knives. It is a summons to repent with your hands and your vote.

The New Testament sharpens the edge. Jesus places a child in the centre and says the kingdom belongs to such as these. He describes a millstone for those who cause little ones to stumble. He walks into a temple and flips the tables of people who turned devotion into a racket. He tells a parable where a priest and a Levite pass a bleeding man on the road while a despised outsider stops, pays, and makes sure the man will live. If you want to know where God stands in a hallway full of shell casings, read the story again. God is with the Samaritan who pays the bill. God is not with the pious men who pass by and whisper a prayer on the way home.

But what about free will. What about human evil that God does not simply erase. Yes, the texts honour human agency. They do not allow it as an alibi for systems that feed violence. The Bible speaks of personal sin and also of principalities and powers. Patterns that grind the weak. Arrangements that reward cruelty. In that world, prayer without structural repentance is the sin of omission wearing a choir robe. You know the good you ought to do. You will not do it. You ask God to let you off the hook. The answer is no.

Let us name the pastoral truth that still matters. God is near to the brokenhearted. God listens when a mother sobs in a hospital chapel. That does not clash with the argument here. It deepens it. Comfort for the broken heart is not the same thing as prevention for the next family. God’s nearness in grief does not grant absolution to lawmakers who prefer a press conference to a vote. Compassion and judgment are not rivals. They are partners. Mercy visits the vigil. Justice rewrites the law.

So why does the phrase thoughts and prayers curdle in the mouth now. Because everyone knows the script. Politicians treat it like a magic spell that erases their duty. The press conference happens at dusk. The same lines are read. The flags are at half-mast. The lobbyists sleep well. The families do not. When prayer becomes a public-relations strategy, God is not in the room. God is with the people who refuse to play along.

You want a reason that is not spiritual. Fine. Prayer that substitutes for action keeps the cycle intact because it lowers the perceived urgency. It offers the speaker a hit of moral relief without paying a political cost. It encourages the base to treat policy as betrayal. It puts reform in the category of blasphemy and keeps the donor stream pure. That is how rituals work. They train the body to feel clean while it stays dirty. The result is inertia with a halo.

You want a reason that is spiritual. Here. The world runs on causes and effects that God authored. Sow violence and you reap grief. Sow greed and you reap scarcity. Sow indifference and you reap emptiness. The miracle most often on offer is not a divine hand stopping a bullet midair. It is the quiet work of a people who repent and change the terms of their life together. Laws that shrink risk are not less holy than a hymn. They may be the holiest thing on the page.

When does God answer. The witness of the text is blunt. When a people return. When they tear down the idol and repair the breach. Nineveh puts on sackcloth and the disaster is stayed. Zacchaeus meets Jesus and pays back what he stole with interest. The early church sells property to meet needs. None of these stories is gentle about the cost. All of them say the same word. Repent. Over and over. Repent in public. Repent with your purse. Repent with your power. Pray while you do it. Not instead of doing it.

So the why is not a mystery. God is done answering the ritualised prayers of a nation that refuses repentance. Not because God enjoys silence. Because consequence is the grammar of judgment and America keeps writing the same sentence in blood. Pray at your vigil. God is there. Pray at your desk and draft the bill. God will be there too. Keep praying at microphones while you protect the idol and starve the least. Expect the same reply you have been getting. A silence that sounds like sirens and a hallway that smells like gunpowder.


Dumbest post and thread I'll see today.

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Guns and public peace are not separate from this moral anatomy. Christ’s line to a hot-blooded disciple was unambiguous. “Put your sword back in its place, for all who take the sword will perish by the sword.” That does not abolish legitimate self-defence, but it annihilates the catechism that worships the weapon as a civic sacrament. Bible-Belt governments have pushed permitless-carry, fought safe-storage, mocked universal checks, and dared anyone to question whether more metal in more hands makes the children safer. Meanwhile classrooms learn lockdown drills like a second language and chaplains practise the prayer they hate to say. Thought and prayer are noble in grief. As policy, without safeguards, they are a cop-out. Jesus blessed peacemakers, not marketers of menace. He never confused freedom with the licence to end a neighbour’s life in a heartbeat. He never told a legislature to replace mercy with merchandising and call it faith.​

Justice and prisons. Luke’s Jesus reads Isaiah and claims it as his mission. “He has sent me to proclaim good news to the poor… liberty to the captives.” Yet how often do these states swell their carceral budgets while cutting the systems that would have kept the vulnerable from falling in the first place. If your instinct is punishment first, second, and always, you have missed the Rabboni’s first sermon. It is not soft to build schools, clinics, and housing so that police do not have to carry what politics refuses to lift. It is Christian. It is smart. And it is a hell of a lot cheaper than building more cages and calling it order.​

Immigrants and strangers, because Jesus refused to let us pretend the word neighbour stops at a county line. “I was a stranger and you welcomed me.” The command is not ambiguously phrased. Yet we see governors christen cruelty at the border and the bus station, staging human beings as props for television. We see churches trapped in the photo-op, smiling at a podium while their own book says the test on Judgment Day will be whether you fed, clothed, and welcomed the stranger. If you will not, at least stop quoting Matthew 25. It condemns you in your own voice.​

Then the ledger’s deepest tell. “You tithe mint and dill and cumin, and have neglected the weightier matters of the law: justice, mercy, and faithfulness.” That is Jesus on the difference between performance and obedience. The Bible Belt has perfected the tithe of mint. The performative bill on school prayer. The performative tablet on a classroom wall. The performative resolution about decency. Meanwhile the weightier matters are neglected like an afterthought. Justice shrinks. Mercy is rationed. Faithfulness is redefined as constant rage at convenient targets. Enough of the theatre. The Nazarene is not fooled. He never was. He knows how to read a budget, and he will not bless a ledger that fattens the strong and tells the weak to pray harder.​

We should also tell the unglamorous fiscal truth that sits like a stone at the centre. Many of these same states rail against federal support while relying on it to balance their books. They call help tyranny while cashing the cheque. They punch above their weight in moral fury and under their weight in contribution to the pool that keeps them afloat. Jesus had a word for that reflex. “First take the log out of your own eye.” It is not an insult. It is a diagnostic. Fix your hypocrisy before you try to fix someone else’s sin.​

And because some leaders will reach for a pious exit, let us head it off. “Render to Caesar what is Caesar’s, and to God what is God’s” was not a hall pass to abandon the poor. It was a refusal to let empire set the moral ceiling. The ceiling is set by the kingdom he announced. Feed the hungry. Heal the sick. Visit the prisoner. Welcome the stranger. Protect the child. If your governance cannot clear that bar, your cross-lapel pin is costume jewellery.​

I am not arguing for a theocracy. I am arguing that if you brand yourself with Christ’s name, you should at least try to govern in something like his direction. That means budgets that bend toward children, clinics, and the poor. That means laws that reduce risk, not pander to grievance. That means telling the truth when it is expensive. It means admitting that prayer without repentance is theatre and repentance without policy is a lie. Anything else is sanctified bullshit, and the Nazarene called it before I ever could.​

ok big pharma Nazi liar.

:okjen:
 

II. The Ten-Commandments yardstick, held up to the man they would make into a shrine​

If the Bible Belt means to pin God’s law above whiteboards, let the same stone judge the figure they have draped in sanctity. Read the tablets slowly, like a catechism for adults, and set beside each commandment the public record that any child with a library card can find. I do not need to sneer. I only need to remember.

Begin where the law begins. No other gods. Not nation. Not tribe. Not a man with a slogan. The first commandment is jealous on purpose because it knows what idolatry does to a people. The rallies felt like liturgy. The slogans behaved like creeds. Error was treated as heresy, loyalty as salvation. Then came the Bible held aloft in front of St. John’s, a holy book turned into a stage prop minutes after Lafayette Square was cleared by force and chemical irritants, while senior officials choreographed the path. Even the government’s own inspectors have now sifted that day, the sequencing, the dispersal, the fencing plan, the collisions between piety and power. Call it optics if you wish. The tablet calls it misuse of the sacred as political incense. Prayers spoken in that theatre do not rise. They hang in the air like tear-gas and drift away on the evening wind.

Do not carve an image. We imagine a calf of hammered gold. We forget that modern idols are minted in pixels and sold retail. Flags with one man’s name, devotion branded and monetised, sanctuaries re-dressed as campaign sets, a leader enthroned not only in office but in imagination. It is the old sin in new clothes, the same hunger to see and touch a god you can own. The second commandment forbids it because images always demand a sacrifice. In our case the bill is paid by truth, by neighbour-love, by children who inherit the violence that follows when a people worship an image and call it patriotism. The church itself warned against that photo-op pageant. Editors warned. Clergy warned. The idol still toured.

Do not take the Lord’s name in vain. This is not a scold about language. It is a ban on dragging God’s name over schemes and cruelty as cover. Hold up a Bible while officers push citizens from a park. Cut the ribbon on a policy suite that leaves the least unguarded, then baptise it with a verse. Turn prayer into a press strategy in place of law. That is vanity in the oldest sense, God-talk emptied of God. Heaven does not answer fraud with blessing. It answers with silence and consequence, which are the same sermon in a moral universe.

Remember the sabbath. The sabbath is more than a calendar square. It is the law’s refusal to let economies grind the poor to powder. It commands margin, restoration, room to breathe. Any politics that prizes guns-everywhere bravado while starving schools, shredding welfare, and throttling health care is civic sabbath-breaking. It sings on Sunday and cuts on Monday. It wrings families out and calls it virtue. The tablet stands in witness, and the country answers with burnout and graves.

Honour father and mother. Honour is duty, not sentiment. It pays its bills. It protects elders and carers and the people who raised the nation when no one was watching. A movement that treats loyalty as a one-way street and discards the faithful the moment they cease to be useful does not honour. It consumes. Scripture recognises the type and promises the ending. Lampstands are removed. Kingdoms pass to other hands.

You shall not murder. No court has charged him with that crime. Yet the commandment’s spirit reaches further than a single act. The prophets condemn blood-guilt that travels by policy and indifference. Christ names contempt and dehumanising speech as the seed that grows into violence. If your rhetoric warms menace, if your programme multiplies weapons in public while resisting basic, life-saving safeguards, if your posture shrugs at predictable child funerals and calls it freedom, then you are not protecting life. You are writing its eulogy. God is not tricked by slogans. God can count.

You shall not commit adultery. Here the record speaks without my adjectives. There are affairs conceded, hush-money arrangements admitted by participants, and a criminal jury’s verdict that falsified records hid an election-season payoff to bury damaging stories. There is sworn testimony about catch-and-kill, a publisher under a federal agreement acknowledging a six-figure payment to suppress allegations to influence the vote. This is not gossip carried by wind. It is the paper trail of cheques, invoices, and courtroom orders. The child who has been told to memorise the seventh commandment can read those dockets and ask her teacher why the law on the wall does not bind the man on the stage. I do not have a gentle answer for her.

You shall not steal. Theft wears suits. It opens universities that a judge later calls fraud and pays twenty-five million dollars to the people it misled. It runs a charitable foundation like a family wallet, is sued by the state, is dissolved under court supervision, and pays two million dollars in damages for illegal self-dealing that turned a charity into a campaign accessory. It inflates asset values when convenient, deflates them when taxed, and then meets a bench that says in black letters that fraud occurred even if a later panel strikes an eye-watering penalty as excessive. The eighth commandment does not need flourishes. It only needs the docket number and the signature at the bottom.

You shall not bear false witness. This is the commandment that makes the stage lights blow. Fact-checkers tallied more than thirty thousand false or misleading claims in four years. Courts from Arizona to Pennsylvania to the federal benches rejected fantasies presented as pleadings after the 2020 election. Juries have found defamation, once for five million dollars and again for eighty-three point three million, and appellate courts have let the core verdicts stand while bonds were posted. False witness was not a stumble here. It was a method of rule. Put that habit beside the ninth commandment tacked over a classroom clock and tell a student what truth means. She will not believe you until the adults act like it matters.

You shall not covet. The law finally descends to the root. The restless appetite for praise, for bodies, for money, for revenge. The need to possess and parade. You cannot indict a motive, but you can watch the wake it leaves. It is there in the décor, in the speeches, in the needless humiliations, in the lawsuits that spring from a hunger that never sleeps. The tenth commandment forbids the weather inside a man because it knows what storms it sends across a nation.

Now ask the question in the voice of a child who has been told the tablets are holy. Why would believers revere such a sinner. Because power feels like forgiveness when repentance is too costly. Because victory feels like righteousness when you have mistaken God for your side. Because idolatry is always easier than confession. It asks for applause, not change. It demands enemies, not neighbours. It baptises grievance, then calls the baptised clean. But the Bible has no patience for that counterfeit. When a people trade truth for a lie, when they bless fraud, adultery, and false witness because it serves their tribe, the divine response is almost never thunder. It is the slow unhooking of protection, the quiet step-back that lets consequences preach. Courts write findings. Hospitals fill. Schools practise active-shooter drills. Vigils multiply. Prayers rise, and rise, and seem to vanish into the rafters.

If the Bible Belt will deify such a man while pinning the commandments above a whiteboard, it is not honouring God. It is erecting a shrine to a false idol and training children to bow. Of course God turns away from that. Not from the grieving, who will always find mercy. From the counterfeit worship that dares to mouth the law while breaking it in daylight, then asks heaven to clean the blood from the floor. Scripture calls the verdict by its plain name. Given over. And the sound of being given over, in a nation that refuses to protect its young, is sirens in the corridor and a chair at a kitchen table that no one will sit in again.


Christianity has one commandment.

the golden rule.
 
OH LOOK ☝🏼, IT'S THE SICK-MINDED DROOLER FUCK CROWD WHO CAN'T EVEN COMPREHEND THE TEACHINGS OF THE BIBLE THEY PRETEND TO ADHERE TO.

THE OP IS RIGHT... GOD HATES YOU FILTHY SCUM.

I HOPE THE PUNISHMENT HE HAS LINED UP FOR YOU IDIOTS IS BOTH SEVERE AND ETERNAL. 🖕🏼
I am not a Christian. You have got to be one of the slowest people I know. It must be a struggle when you try to join into conversation with adults. I feel for you... I hope you do better in the future.

This does not change the TLDR version of the OP: God creates school shootings, and it's your fault.
 
OH LOOK ☝🏼, IT'S THE SICK-MINDED DROOLER FUCK CROWD WHO CAN'T EVEN COMPREHEND THE TEACHINGS OF THE BIBLE THEY PRETEND TO ADHERE TO.

THE OP IS RIGHT... GOD HATES YOU FILTHY SCUM.

I HOPE THE PUNISHMENT HE HAS LINED UP FOR YOU IDIOTS IS BOTH SEVERE AND ETERNAL. 🖕🏼
thou shalt not lie.
 
I am not a Christian.
Just like you're not a trumper, right? :palm:
You have got to be one of the slowest people I know.
You don't know me. If you weren't so slow, that would be obvious to you.
It must be a struggle when you try to join into conversation with adults.
Of tew adults at this forum I've encountered, they seem to have no problem with my conversation.

Sadly obvious why you have one.

Wanna guess why that is, little fella?
I feel for you... I hope you do better in the future.
Save me your fake concern.

I know that will be difficult for you given that fakeness is a signature characteristic of your crowd.
This does not change the TLDR version of the OP: God creates school shootings, and it's your fault.
I don't recall anyone saying God "creates" school shootings.

Either you are being disingenuous or you're too thick headed to understand written words or some combination of the two.
 
Just like you're not a trumper, right? :palm:

You don't know me. If you weren't so slow, that would be obvious to you.

Of tew adults at this forum I've encountered, they seem to have no problem with my conversation.

Sadly obvious why you have one.

Wanna guess why that is, little fella?

Save me your fake concern.

I know that will be difficult for you given that fakeness is a signature characteristic of your crowd.

I don't recall anyone saying God "creates" school shootings.

Either you are being disingenuous or you're too thick headed to understand written words or some combination of the two.
we don't really take kindly to these sorts of retard attacks on Damocles.
 
We have school shootings because democrats have promoted severe mental illness in children.

And all of America knows it - you are fully to blame for this.

Trannies shoot up schools - it's what they do. They were groomed by leftist teachers, and now they act out.
An estimated 2.8 million people in the U.S. identify as transgender, including about 2.1 million adults and 724,000 youth aged 13-17, according to the Williams Institute's August 2025 data.

Where are the mass shootings by them?
 
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