Rolling Deicidal Arsenal II: The God Gun

  Christ didn’t die alone. We all die with him. Most in fever dreams of medicalised torment, as our minds dis-arrange and bodies rot. If we are lucky we die quickly and alone, not as pornographic spectacles for our “loved ones”. Else we must endure the torrid intimacy of their concern, smile, be brave and help them […]

A Rolling Deicidal Arsenal

HE’s made a universe in which most creatures die pointless, tortuous deaths after disappointing their Dads.  Payback’s a long time coming, bitch. And forget that trifle in Bethlehem two thousand years ago. As Borges’ commentator in “Three Versions of Judas” remarks, an afternoon on a cross hardly cuts it. That is, unless Christ, like Judas, […]