It's that time of the year when the holy people get rather excited about the guy that they say founded their religion, a guy called Jesus, one of the greatest gifts to capitalism and consumerism know to the world, (we could of course go back to the Cynics, some 300 years before Jesus's most unusual birth for that sort of teaching without the carp bullshit of magic) It is amazing how these people swallow this nonsense with a serious face, taking the words in that book called the Holy Bible as facts, the supposed words of their god. Even as a child, I couldn't swallow the tales of women being turned into a pillar of salt, dead people coming alive again, turning water into wine, it all seemed so much crap and put me at odds with my family, who were Church of Scotland, except my eldest sister, who at 21 got baptised and became a member of the Baptist Church, all very weird and rather silly to me. Then in later years the virgin birth became some form of joke, and just another snippet of carp bullshit from that book that has plagued the human species for centuries, being the foundation of the perpetuation of ignorance, authoritarianism, blind obedience, sadistic cruelty, barbarity and bloody wars.
Just as a reminder of how this annual plague of consumerism was generated, I'll leave the last words on the virgin birth to a fellow Glaswegian Kevin Bridges.
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