THE LAST SUMMER: London 2012
Having watched the 2012 Olympic Opening on On Demand (free I would not have paid!), I was startled at how the nation Formerly known as Great Britain presented herself to the world.
The extravaganza was a nightmarish self-image. It is as if nations, like individuals see their lives passing before their eyes in the instant before death. This was FG Britain’s life passing before her eyes. Ironically, its selective memory for its real history is a major component of the disease that will soon be fatal.
There was a huge empty place where the real history of the Isles was excised out. I was struck by the choice of Glastonbury Tor as the “center” of the British Isles. It is considered by Reformed Druids (sacrificed again, not born again) to be the center of Ley Lines and spiritual forces. The various folks were portrayed as merrily dancing under May Poles. The Maypole Tradition though seemingly harmless and quaintly pastoral, is nonetheless directly related to Asherah worship. The Tree (like the one in the movie Avatar), rose over the green Edenic Middle Earth, protecting the various shires. A quick nod to Shakespeare and then the rise of the machines: the dark, brutish dehumanizing Industrial Revolution.
Was there anything passed over? Was there ever a time when Christianity filled the Isles? From Romanized Christian Britons fighting a delaying battle against the pagan Anglo-Saxons, to the Christianized Anglo-Saxons resisting the pagan Vikings, Christianity informed Britain’s history as no other force. Britain’s break with Rome under Henry VIII, and then its continuing role as bulwark of the west’s Protestant modernist proto-capitalism is central to her history. In fact is sin qua non. A non-Christian Britain is as incomprehensible as a non-Islamic Saudi Arabia.
Britain ‘s Christian history is expunged from its self-identity. Not only has Christianity been removed from the identity of Britain, but so too the British race has been reduced to just one of many. I do not mean English, Scot, Welsh, Irish, or Manx or Cornish. I mean The British Natives are become just one color in the multiethnic and multiracial New Britain. Blacks and Browns from the inward implosion of Empire, outnumber the WASP’s entirely in many areas. We all know that the number 1 most popular baby boy’s name has become Mohammed. The King and the Queen, if you will, of this prom were definitely NOT Anglo-Saxon-Celt. No sirree bob. They were of nebulous racial affiliation. As no doubt they were meant to be. Deut. 28: 43 The foreigners who reside among you will rise above you higher and higher, but you will sink lower and lower. 44 They will lend to you, but you will not lend to them. They will be the head, but you will be the tail.45 All these curses will come on you. They will pursue you and overtake you until you are destroyed, because you did not obey the Lord your God and observe the commands and decrees he gave you.
This Olympics Spectacle in London 2012 will be the last to be held in F.G. Britain. It is no accident that as her de-Christianization progressed, so too did her retreat: from Globe-Spanning Empire to inward looking neo-pagan Isles on the margin of Europe.
British authors have created the imaginary background of children’s literature over the entire planet. Nevertheless, the scene celebrating the National Health Service showing sick children, many deformed with birth defects, deafness, and movement disorders bouncing on huge beds under the care of loving and caring public servants was just wrong! Sickeningly wrong. After raucous wildness before bedtime exasperated nurses finally tuck-in the children. Then they sleep. The scene of hundreds of sleeping children, still as death; it looked too much like the children in the caskets in the Denver Airport Murals. And then the nightmares: out came Captain Hook, a horde of demon-eyed shadows, and the towering macabre marionette of V-ldemort, the Lord. Knowing now that the hideous creature looming over the children was Lord Voldemort (of the Harry Potter sorcery novels whose name like that of YHVH must not be pronounced!) changes nothing about the imagery. I immediately referenced the huge equally macabre Soldier in the Denver Airport Mural. All this happens as the children slept deathlike in their beds.
Finally, we have traveled the arc from pre-Christian Pagan Britain to Post-Christian neo-pagan UK, and the soon to be born NEW WORLD ORDER. The 2012 London Olympics Pageant was as much a historical and futurist picture as are the Denver Airport Murals. We may no longer say we haven’t been warned. Despite the British humor, of James Bond parachuting in “with the queen”, or of Sgt.Pepper’s Band marching, Sir Paul The Cute One singing Hey Jude; and despite that fact a splendid time was had by all, there was darkness afoot. When the gymnasts appear ” Ten somersets he’ll undertake on solid ground
Having been some days in preparation
A splendid time is guaranteed for all
And tonight Mr. Kite is topping the bill”-.Lord V-ldermort