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Wednesday, February 6, 2019

Productive Cattle


If Ralph Northam doesn’t see a baby cooing in a bassinet as human and is willing to allow for a tete-a-tete as to whether or not it gets to live, what makes you think he sees the would be mother as a human being? It’s not as though the man is ignorant of what a baby looks like, or what qualifies as a human baby. He was, after all, a pediatric neurologist. The plain truth is that people like Ralph Northam know. They just don’t care.

The question has never been whether or not a baby is a baby, it’s whether productive cattle is worth more than gestating cattle. You see, to those chomping at the bit to socially engineer society into their version of utopia, we are all cattle. You cannot see your fellow man as anything other than cattle and still be so flippant about killing a recently delivered baby. It’s just not possible.

Imagine a man in a smock, face mask and surgical gloves standing by and watching a dog deliver a litter of puppies, then picking each one up individually, determining they are not cute enough, and wringing their necks one by one. 

Horrid, isn’t it? 

Couldn’t even bring yourself to imagine something so grotesque, could you?

Is the murder of a recently born baby more or less grotesque than puppies being murdered? Point made!

Unless every person who cheered the signing of the legislation in New York was a homicidal psychopath, it’s the only thing that makes sense.

So why are productive cattle worth more than gestating cattle to these people?

I will answer that question with a question of my own: How dark do you want to get?

We can scratch the surface and likely cause you to lose a few nights’ worth of sleep, or go real deep down this particular rabbit hole and make it impossible for you to hold any solid food down for the foreseeable future.

In large part it all has to do with what you believe human nature to be. Do you believe that everyone is generally good, noble, sentient, and generally well intentioned? Or do you believe that the heart of man is deceitful above all things, and desperately wicked?

Depending on which avenue we take once this particular thought bifurcates, it’s either as simple and clinical as stay at home moms produce less tax dollars than women who choose career over family, or as sinister and well thought out as when the productive cattle can no longer produce, it is much easier to get rid of one without family, children, and next of kin, than it is one surrounded by grandchildren, and great grandchildren.

When we excise our empathy, and humanity, when we allow for the belief that we are gods and as such can do as we will, we get the likes of Ralph Northam, Andrew Cuomo, and countless others who see their fellow man as nothing more than numbers on a spreadsheet. Cattle, to be corralled, manipulated, milked, and ultimately done away once it is too old and costly. If having a baby will get in the way of you producing optimally, kill it! If you’re getting too old to produce optimally, well, it’s only a matter of time before legislation is passed that they will vote kill you! 

Think I’m being hyperbolic? Think again.

All that matters is that elected officials, who see themselves as superior to those who voted them into office continue to live the lifestyle to which they have been accustomed. The means to the desired end are irrelevant if the desired end is ultimately achieved. 

With love in Christ,
Michael Boldea Jr.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I read many years ago, while studying what exactly this New World Order is, that we the " common people " are considered that. We are to them the cattle of society, nothing more nothing less, good only to produce.
History, both past and current bears the truth to that.
The whole world lies in the hands of the evil one.
But, we have a rescuer, a true Redeemer from this captivity, His name is Jesus.
What was set wrong in the beginning will soon be set right.
With open eyes we can see the vulgar sinfulness of the actions of these " superior " men and women, see the arrogance and hatred for all that is Holy.
Oh, how we wait brother Michael, longing to hear that Midnight Cry.
Thank you.
Denis McQuillan