WE BELIEVE THAT…

Every human life is valuable, equally important, and capable of change. If there is a god or a divine force, we are all as beloved in the sight of Our Creator. If the only spirit in the universe is the love we give one another, every person carries the torch of God inside. Either way: we exist in the sight of what is holy. Human beings may not always forgive one another, but the Divine forgives all.

We share one life, one love, and one voice. Kings invented the concept of nations to enrich themselves. Emperors upgraded to empires to invade smaller kingdoms. Corporations transformed themselves into gods using logos. This is stupid and cruel and we should opt out of this vicious idiocy now.

Every person possesses the inalienable right to say “no” to something they believe is wrong. It should not be possible to coerce a person to do something evil. Right now it is possible to force anyone with a beloved partner, younger family members, vulnerable friends, or children to do something they find heinous. Imagine that a murderer holds a gun to the head of the person you love most in the world. What would you do instead of losing that person? We can create laws to end the invisible chains of threats but it’s going to require a massive cooperative international effort.

Our planet is part of our soul as living creatures. We need to treat climate change as an absolute priority. As a species, we waited until the Doomsday Clock on our beautiful earth’s time ticked to the absolute last second. Now we stand on the brink of an extinction that will be long and brutal. Only the evilest members of our oldest living generations think that we can delay addressing our impeding climate apocalypse. I think that at this point in human history, anyone who thinks that war is a good idea is either an omnicidal maniac or protecting a shame so horrific that they would destroy the world to conceal it. (These people are exceedingly rare but we all know such people exist.) EDIT: Yes, I did just link to Greta Thunberg’s instagram account. Couldn’t say it better so I used a link.

No price should be more valuable than a person’s right to hope and freedom. This lesson was one I learned in many agonizing ways. Rapists desired my body as a toddler and paid to rape me in hospitals. I was deafened by a doctor after a stranger, who knew that many women in my family are beautiful, placed me on a list to be raped inside hospitals for the rest of my life. Women tortured me for pleasure beneath hospital sheets. Men who wanted to fuck me without a condom paid to have me sterilized repeatedly. I never knew my birth mother and was raised mostly by my grandmother. I call the mother who raised me Mother With A Capital M and write about a mother. Some people do have two mothers: some are the children of lesbian couples and others are people who have been cursed like I am cursed. I cried the tears of agony when my father was injured in a car accident arranged by a pedophile who wanted to torture me more brutally. I saw him live in pain for two years and watched him choose to end his life so that medical bankruptcy would not drain my college fund.

Every love I’ve ever had ended in tears. When I became old enough to testify as a credible rape victim, my rapists arranged a fire on the apartment building where I used to live. If a rapist ever rapes you in a hospital they can arrange for a series of “catastrophes” which almost always kill their victims. Our building caught fire late at night in a blaze near the first-floor window with burn marks suggesting someone started a fire in the trash heaps beside the window of the oldest resident in the building. Leo, the neighbor whose apartment was right beside the fire, was very old and walked with a cane. Any prowler who followed where a hospital rape-child like me lived would have seen him walking slowly with a cane and known where the most likely window to ignite the building was.

I survived that fire. My rapists and tortures arranged more agonies in a similar way. They paid a hitman to pose as a deliveryman who then pretended to be schizophrenic to slash at residents inside my apartment. I escaped being stabbed to death because some of my neighbors deflected the knife-murderer - luckily there are a lot of strong men in that building who study at a nearby kickboxing studio. When all else failed the child-torturers who rape toddlers infested our building with bedbugs using the same strategy of poisoning the trash heap outside the building. I walked through the streets of New York City as a woman suffering from a nasty case of achilles tendonitis which meant that I have seen the absolute worst side of humanity. Y’all treat cripples as subhuman animals. I defect from humanity. You are not my species. During all of that time I was trying to be a student activist at Columbia University. I was suspended for tardies, lateness, and criticizing wars. My main activist causes were begging for a ceasefire between the government of Israel and the terrorist organization of Hamas. I also think that the USA should apologize for our disproportionate reaction to 9/11 and end our involvement in unjust foreign wars. (Sovereign nations repelling invaders are different from humanity continuing to wage war on territory for oil rights.)

(By the way: I do not live in 209 Underhill Avenue anymore. I live out of a series of monthly rentals that I switch around unpredictably to avoid attempts on my life and bedbugs. Sorry to the child rapists still trying to dispose of my body! Except, actually, no. I’m not sorry. Now you might actually go to fucking jail for raping kids in a way involving torture and murder. The building has lead paint, an asbestos problem, a broken intercom, bedbugs, fire damage, and is continuously targeted by people who intend to kill me. Consider that my business address. I intend to buy that building and say that every tenant who risked their lives by living inside a building like that is now a full owner of a nice Brooklyn co-op unit. Units? Can I buy my neighbors houses? Presumably yes. If so: everyone gets a co-op unit and a house and a yard and I don’t know, how many nice things can I afford to buy people who lived there? I must always remain rich enough to win a lawsuit against a rapist but I can’t have kids! I must stay LAWSUIT-WINNING RICH but I WILL NOT NEED TO SAY “PROTECT THE CHILDREN” RICH.)

Every dream I have held up until this moment withered and died before my very eyes. Every love I thought would be lifelong ended. An astounding number of people in my family died untimely deaths in violent ways. I mourned my father at a younger age than when most of my peers lose their grandparents. Rapists raped me at age three and treated me as a walking rape doll for the rest of my life. All a rapist needs to do right now in order to rape their chosen victim is know the person’s legal name and location, place a call alleging that the person is “a danger to themselves” and then show up inside a complicit hospital. You do not need to be a real relative to an anesthetized body if there is one person on the hospital-rape payroll inside the hospital. Do you really think that there are no bad apples working in every hospital on the planet? Jack The Ripper is just the catchiest name of a serial killer who happened to be a doctor that you’ve heard.

🏈🎾 P.S.: All professions are included in this corporation! WE INCLUDE ATHLETES! PERSONALLY OPPOSE THIS NOTION THAT HUMAN BEINGS SHOULD BE AUCTIONED OFF TO VARIOUS STATES THAT THEY DO NOT WANT TO LIVE IN! I WILL DIE GRATEFUL TO THE GYM TEACHERS WHO TOLD THE OTHER KIDS TO SCARE ME OUT MY DAMN MIND AT DODGEBALL! IF I HAD BEEN DRAFTED ONTO A TENNIS TEAM I NEVER WOULD HAVE KNOWN A MOMENT’S PEACE IN MY LIFE! Realistically I would either be dead or married to someone who beat me in the most oil-rich nation I ever visited during an international competition.

ATHLETES ARE SMART PEOPLE WHO EXERCISED A LOT AS KIDS AND WERE SCOUTED BY SPORTS TEAMS! WHY SHOULD PEOPLE HAVE TO LIVE IN NEBRASKA IF THEY HATE LIVING IN NEBRASKA JUST BECAUSE SOMEONE WHO BOUGHT A SPORTS TEAM IN NEBRASKA SAYS THAT NOW THIS ATHLETE BELONGS TO NEBRASKA?!? WHAT THE LIVING FUCK IS THAT SHIT?! Thank god I was bonked on the head by dodge balls so that I think my 3D reasoning skills ain’t shit. Maybe if athletes COULD CHOOSE WHICH TEAM AND WHICH SPORT THEY PLAYED… uh spoiler alert my friends ALL MY GOOD-LOOKIN’ DUDE EXES WAAAAANTED TO PLAY SOCCER!!!!!!!!

and states like Nebraska would be forced to look deep into their Nebraska-ish souls and ask why they allow oil corporations and earth’s most villainous assholes to own their stupid boring territory

Nebraska is not a state

neither is Colorado

fight me on that one

SAINT LOUIS WAS A GREAT CITY BEFORE THE BLEEDING KANSAS MASSACRE AND SUBSEQUENT INVASIONS BY AMERICA’S WORST POLITICIANS AND NOW IN MY OPINION A GREAT CITY WAS COLONIZED BY RACISTS WHO RAPE CHILDREN AND NOW!
SAINT LOUIS REVENGE BITCHADOS!
YOOOOOOOU STERILIZED TOO MANY GIRLS
and raped too many innocent people but America is a shithole that only cares if CISGENDER FEMALE PEOPLE OF A VERY PARTICULAR FLAVOR are RAPED before AGE 14 and ONLY IF THEY NEVER MODEL OR ACT OR CATCH CHARGES OR DATE THE WRONG PEOPLE OR… never mind we live in a parking lot for rapists, murderers, pedophiles, and people with SHITTY TASTE IN SMOKED MEATS. FUCK COLORADO I AM SKINNY BECAUSE I HAD TO GROW UP IN A LITERAL FUCKING FOOD DESERT. IT’S A WONDER I AM NOT OUTRIGHT DEAD.
ANYWAY LIBERATE THE BEST BARBEQUE RESTAURANT IN THE STUPID REGION OF AMERICA’S DEAD HEARTLAND
ANNEX KANSAS CITY AND MOVE GATES BBQ TO SAINT LOUIS, MO! FUUUUUCK KANSAS CITAAAAAY!