Ever watched one of those police propaganda shows on TV? The kind that puts a camera inside a patrol car and follows the brave crime fighters as they chase a youth who stole a mountain bike to fund his next bag of Mary Jayne, and deploy a helicopter with thermal imaging equipment to film the event for your viewing pleasure? Those last two words pretty much capture the essence of it, don’t they? The cost of prosecuting this kind of crime is so disproportionate that it’s difficult to regard the ‘criminal justice system’ as anything more than state-subsidised entertainment. It feeds the population’s information addiction and leaves The Covenant free to perpetrate its own crimes with impunity. Sure, their crimes are also broadcast as entertainment, but as the events are officially sanctioned by avatars with impressive titles no one seems to mind too much. Hell, if things go wrong they can always get one of their own to ‘investigate the matter’ and spend five years producing a forty-five thousand page report that no one will actually read. And when things get really bad? Shit, just put someone in front of a microphone to deliver a rambling speech that may or may not amount to a mealy-mouthed apology, right?
There are a number of important things to understand about the nature of ‘crime’. First and foremost, that crime is money.
His crime was what?!?
His crime wasn’t taking time. He was giving it away.
All well and good, but what ‘it’ is being referred to here?
Second, that a financial transaction is oddly similar to the process of being charged, prosecuted and found guilty under the criminal justice system. Everything comes with a ‘charge’, and the act of paying that charge amounts to acceptance of ‘guilt’. In effect, you enter a store, select an item, approach the judge behind the cash register as a ‘debtor’, and pay off your ‘debt’. Why is this significant? Ultimately, because the terms ‘debt’ and ‘sin’ are interchangeable.
“Pray then like this: ‘Our Father in heaven, hallowed be your name. Your kingdom come, your will be done, on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread, and forgive us our debts, as we also have forgiven our debtors. And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil.'”
The link between the two terms is so strong that Christ’s crucifixion is referred to as an act of ‘redemption’. Consider the below passage from Ephesians.
In him we have redemption through his blood, the forgiveness of sins, in accordance with the riches of God’s grace.
And what does it mean to ‘redeem’ something?
Gain or regain possession of (something) in exchange for payment.
I’ll address the ‘sex change’ issue in a later post. In the meantime, the following should suffice to explain the nature of these ‘transactions’.
Plum Island you say? Intriguing…
Well, looky here…
Dr. Lecter perceives that Plum Island is an animal disease research facility, but Clarice attempts to convince him that the deal is worthwhile. Unimpressed by the formal deal alone, Dr. Lecter insists that if Clarice and he are going to work together, then they will do so by trading pieces of information. Clarice wants to know about Buffalo Bill, and Dr. Lecter wants to know about Clarice’s personal life. The two trade information: Clarice talks about the death of her father and subsequent relocation to a ranch in Montana, and Lecter details the peculiarities of Buffalo Bill’s pathology…
Source: Go into The Story
Curiouser and curiouser…
Do you think Crawford wants you, sexually? True, he’s much older, but – do you think he visualizes scenarios…exchanges…fucking you?
— Hannibal Lecter
But I digress. Essentially the bible conceptualises Christ’s death as a financial transaction, a kind of ‘debt jubilee’. One that obliges Satan to scrape all those sinners off the end of his pitchfork and give ’em back to the man with the white beard. Yet if we apply that model to the financial system we immediately come unstuck, because ‘debt’ is the only means of payment. In the final analysis, all money is issued as debt: a meaningless ‘promise to pay’ (IOU) that can only be redeemed by compounding the problem. In other words, debt can only be ‘paid off’ by handing over another meaningless ‘promise to pay’ that is also a debt.
Third, ‘crime’ itself is an intangible and ephemeral concept. An act can be illegal and supposedly ‘wrong’ one day, and legal and supposedly ‘right’ the next. Didn’t help this guy much though, did it?
Three cheers for the Criminal Cha-lice System for being so fucking magnanimous, yeah? Of course, today the wheel has come full circle, so much so that the Cha-lice can barely be bothered to respond to a ‘traditional crime‘, unless it involves the spilling of serious amounts of claret or the violation of an orifice. Sure, they want you to believe that they’ll chase the youth who nicked your bike to the ends of the earth, but in reality they’re far more interested in what you think. You know, more interested in policing the memories you share on sites like ‘The Facebook‘.
Yep, the Cha-lice have a hive mind mentality…
…and want to make George Sadens of us all.
Of course, making everything a ‘sin’ ensures that we’re obliged to keep exchanging our crime for money. This is what is commonly referred to as ‘work’, and when we consider the true nature of what we receive in return then…well…maybe this will explain the matter a little better in relation to the ‘eternal’ George Saden…
For the wages of sin is death; but the gift of God is eternal life through Jesus Christ our Lord.
Fourth, because ‘crime’ is an intangible and ephemeral concept it has no objective existence ‘out there’. Rather, it has to be manufactured, and the production process requires the input of civil servants and the legislative, executive, and judicial branches of the State. It’s a bit like the movie-making process in fact. You know, scriptwriter, producer, director, stagehands, extras, and so on.
Fifth, because the whole
asylum system is in fact one huge criminal enterprise.
The United Estates of Vortex Pyramideum (666 – 599 BS)
A relatively short-lived and literally cut-throat continuation of the Trident Encryption Umpire under another name, this time under Mob rule.
Headed by a shadowy figure known only as ‘The Big Big Boss‘ on account of his seemingly insatiable desire for cheese pizza, meatballs, and positively obese prophet margins.
Funded by liquidating the estates (and lives) of all known relatives of the Filthy Lucre Dynasty in order to recapitalise the Pyramid Scam that collapsed under the burden of Cashmoneytep XVIII’s gambling debts.
Renowned for its games (announced on the day of its founding and continuing for the duration of the Umpire itself), and for legalising murder (or ‘lawful sacrifice’ as it was called) in the context of a formal debt recovery process, initiated by a demand to “Gimme my motherfuckin’ money, jag-off” duly witnessed by one or
more Mob members of good standing.
Vortex Pyramideum provided the setting for the longest running (and most financially crippling) poker game in history, commencing 6/6/666 and ending 39 years later on 3/3/621, when all present gambled their lives and lost to the house.
Filed for bankruptcy in 599 BS and collapsed almost overnight after The Mob finally extracted the last few shats from its citizens and disappeared into the surrounding desert en masse, with truckloads of cash and anything else of value that wasn’t nailed down (including and especially descendants of Cashmoneytep’s favourite Slap Bitch).
Religion: In effect, naked warship (quite literally in some cases) of the shat itself for its own sake, masked by a paper-thin redemption myth centred on the sacrifice of the Prophet Thrustian (a former card shark) and the promise of eternal bliss to those who cleanse their souls with debtors’ blood.
— Umpires of The Umpire, from ‘The Tears of Jihadonai’ by Hugo Stone
You really didn’t like that alternate ending, did you? But the name on the front cover is mine, and that gives me the right to do whatever the hell I want with it. I know you like the sequel even less, but that’s just fine because it leads me directly onto my sixth and final point: that under these conditions, becoming an outlaw is the only viable option.
That reminds me – you’ve been stealing my ‘horses’ all along, so I’ll issue as many ‘freaky notes’ as I damn well please, OK?
Got a problem with that?
Now that we understand one another, pin ’em back and shut up.
You listening? Good, because hell is coming to dinner, too.
How’s that for a ‘scenario’?