Traitors and Cowards in Christ
by Douglas Mercer
ACCORDING TO Tacitus, the ancient Germans had only two capital offenses — they hanged the traitors and drowned the cowards.
Russell Moore, the prominent Southern Baptist leader known for his criticism of former President Donald Trump, is leaving his post as president of the “Ethics and Religious Liberty Commission” to join the magazine Christianity Today.
Christianity today is not your grandfather’s Christianity. Christianity today is a farce, a key component of clown world. Russell Moore is its preeminent clown.
It is in this middlebrow magazine where, for a while at least, Russell Moore will peddle his intellectual twaddle.
For the first 1,950 years of its existence the Christian church never even suspected something called “racism” even existed, let alone that it was a sin and the greatest one at that. But like five minutes ago an epicene White man called Russell Moore has corrected those old backward bigots and announced for all the world to hear that Negro supremacism is the wave of the future and he plans to be in the advance guard.
“A white American Christian who disregards nativist language is in for a shock. The man on the throne in heaven is a dark-skinned, Aramaic-speaking ‘foreigner’ who is probably not all that impressed by chants of ‘Make America great again.’”
According to him, what made America great was that old Jewish Christian religion, at least when it gave up its pretenses of Whiteness and began to let its heart bleed for all the mongrel monsters of the world; and repented of its “satanic sin” — believing its own eyes and seeing that, when it came to civilization, Whites were the only game in town.
That a man given to such childish fantasies is not consigned to the nut house is astonishing; that he has a prestigious presence in the media is alarming; that he hasn’t yet shined the shoes of every Negro in America is only a matter of time; that he could conjure up as his beau idéal a Lord and Savior who is the great Congoid in the sky would be comical if it weren’t that he has so many cultish followers ready to hand their women over to the nearest simian in the hopes that one day perhaps they can “be forgiven.”
Russell Moore is the president of the “Ethics and Religious Liberty Commission” of the Southern Baptist Convention. Or at least he was until a few days ago, for he has just left that post which he soiled with his servile brand of weakness and is now heading over to the magazine Christianity Today where he will be their “public theologian.” A public theologian nowadays, in case you don’t know, is a man who gets up on his soap box and tells you that guilt is good, the White race is on the way out, and that it wasn’t a good thing at all that murderous traitor Dietrich Bonhoeffer received his due justice in the custody of still-proud Germans.
So he has gone from pillar to post, as it were; the higher ups in Jesus-Wants-You-On-Your-Knees, Incorporated are passing him around like a chewed cigar. They pass this poisoned chalice from hand to hand and expect us to drink the hemlock.
The last we saw him, he was expressing his utter contempt and disdain for normal White Americans with George W. Bush and recommending that the violators of our sacred sovereignty get off light (they are or may be one day our brothers in Jesus Christ!) and that the 1.1 million green cards we issue annually is not good enough (don’t be so stingy with your patrimony, White man); that to expiate the sin of once having ruled the world, White people need ever more and more Brown and Black monsters to take over our cites, suburbs, and streets — which will also, among other things, turn billions in real estate into 25 dollars in cash.
He also has pushed to expand the platform, advocating for immigration reform and racial justice, especially in the face of poverty, police brutality, and mass incarceration.
Russell Moore has made a disconcertingly spectacular public career out of being a self-hating White man. He fancies himself on the “right side of history” and the cutting edge of of theology. He has, he thinks, peered into the dark abysm of time and learned (from his Jewish master) that there is “neither Greek nor Jew, Black nor White,” that we are all of one blood with that great tar monster in the sky, Jesus of Nazareth.
Like us, he puts tremendous emphasis on blood. But he denigrates family, heritage, ancestors, tribe, race. His “blood” is the bloodless and deracinated “blood of Jesus Christ.”
He is on record as having said of “racists” that the scripture tells us that “the idolization of the flesh is sin.” In believing this he is betraying Nature itself and living in a self-created fantasy world — one where he finds it possible, in all seriousness, to feel a need to address “the crushing issues of racial injustice around us” — though he is characteristically mum on the killing sprees that Blacks perpetrate on a daily basis.
If anyone is idolizing anyone here, it’s he who is idolizing Negroes. That other “public Christian” Dan Cathy is on glaring tape kneeling before one of them, literally shining its shoes. In Russell’s commitment to Blacks and his total submission to their welfare there is something nearly sexual, certainly fetishistic. It’s not natural for anyone to put another race on a pedestal so far above his own, and his eager servility in this matter essentially looks very much like an unbridled lust.
With “that issue” being Negro rights, Russell said: “My Southern Baptist ancestors were on the wrong side of that issue. Which was not just on the wrong side of a social and political issue, it was on the wrong side of Jesus Christ himself. So God graciously has given the Southern Baptist Convention a second chance to model what the gospel is and what the mission of Christ is.”
He didn’t desecrate his ancestors’ graves but he might as well have.
Way back in eighteen hundred and forty-five the Baptist convention split. The northern cucks in “the Georgia test case” refused to appoint a slaveholder as a missionary; this was too much for the White men of the South so they seceded from the organization, forming their own, one which would uphold their dignity.
Moore was born and raised in the coastal town of Biloxi, Mississippi, the eldest son of Gary and Renee Moore. His grandfather was a Baptist preacher. He sells those ancestors out at the drop of every hat (or is it hate?). He has a “new tribe” in his fellow traitors and cowards in Jesus Christ.
“The Southern Baptist Convention was formed in 1845, over a controversy about appointing slaveholders as missionaries. The SBC was wrong, and more than wrong. The SBC of 1845, and for many years after, was in open sin against a holy God, and against those who bear his image.”
Moore spent the better part of his time at the SBC wailing and lamenting and setting his hair on fire in mortification that at one time in the distant past his denomination did not consist of self-hating morons and groveling weaklings such as himself.
“The cross and the Confederate flag cannot co-exist without one setting the other on fire. White Christians, let’s listen to our African-American brothers and sisters. Let’s care not just about our own history, but also about our shared history with them.”
Moore is a big believer in refugee resettlement and called out those who “demagogued the issue.” “Demagogue” here is a stand-in for ringing the fire-bell in the night so that enough White people might wake up to their potential demise before it is too late. Moore is fully dedicated to the proposition that White racial awakening will never happen; he wants us to universalize ourselves out of existence, for he believes that existence is too good for such an “evil, sinful” race such as ours. For him, it’s better to crawl on his belly in front of our genetic inferiors and beg them in the name of Christ, “We won’t resist you; we won’t defend ourselves; we’ll give you everything, even our daughters; we’ll submit, so please oh please forgive us even though we don’t deserve it….”
Last year, Moore opined:
“[T]he nation faces a crazier election season than many of us ever imagined, with Donald J. Trump as the all-but-certain nominee of the Republican Party. Regardless of the outcome in November, his campaign is forcing American Christians to grapple with some scary realities that will have implications for years to come.”
Moore vaulted to national prominence on the back of the rise of Donald Trump. He was out front as one of those “moral” gatekeepers who were going to enforce the Jew-created American Creed of “equality” and “universal brotherhood” at all costs, and give their all to prevent a resurgence of that ultimate in evil: White identity politics. Donald Trump was, to the likes of him, an infernal nightmare who called Moore’s “little Brown brothers in Christ” rapists, who wanted to build that great big barrier wall, who wanted to exclude Muslims entirely, and tried to pierce the veil of Political Correctness (on a few issues, anyway). That wasn’t half enough, not a hundredth of what it would take to save our race, but to Moore it was enough to send him into a tizzy and scream hysterically that if evangelicals were to follow the xenophobic “siren call” of this evil man they would “lose their souls.” By “souls,” I think he really means Christian delusions.
Our souls are just fine, thank you very much.
“This election has cast light on the darkness of pent-up nativism and bigotry all over the country. There are not-so-coded messages denouncing African-Americans and immigrants; concern about racial justice and national unity is ridiculed as ‘political correctness.’ Religious minorities are scapegoated for the sins of others”
His coup de grâce of course was his May 6, 2016 (in retrospect the high point of the Trump Train) op-ed in the Jew-run New York Times called “A White Church No More.” Moore was not observing this, or tolerating this, or accepting this — no, he was celebrating this. A White Church no more. To him this is condign punishment for the plethora of evil and sin that the White church has allegedly committed back in the mists of time. The op-ed was accompanied by a picture of a congregation full of a mixed bag of rag-tag mixed-race humans hands outstretched in supplication of their dark God, a look of orgasmic pleasure on their faces as they gleefully cast aside even the last little bit of reason and judgement that Nature had conferred on them. And for “church,” Moore could have substituted “country,” or “people,” or “military,” or anything really. The operative phrase for him is White No More.
“The center of gravity for both orthodoxy and evangelism is not among Anglo suburban evangelicals but among African Anglicans and Asian Calvinists and Latin American Pentecostals. The vital core of American evangelicalism today can be found in churches that are multiethnic and increasingly dominated by immigrant communities. The next Billy Graham probably will speak only Spanish or Arabic or Persian or Mandarin.”
The real Billy Graham was not all he was cracked up to be. In private conversations with Dick Nixon he revealed that he knew all about the perfidy of the Jews — but for public consumption he was a major Jew lover. Not a profile of courage.
“The fastest growing demographic groups in the SBC are blacks and Latinos,” noted Moore, president of the SBC’s Ethics and Religious Liberty Commission, in a Monday interview with The Christian Post. “An estimated 60,000 people gathered in New York to hear the gospel preached by Luis Palau, a Hispanic immigrant. The event was supported by 1,700 local churches, most of them Hispanic-led and many of them Spanish-speaking. New York, thought of as a stronghold of secularism, is a place where Christianity is thriving, fueled primarily by immigrant congregations that believe the whole Bible and preach the gospel of redemption through the blood of Christ.”
This mania for anti-Whiteness in which our society and all our institutions are saturated, whether it be the “woke” US military and its “transgender hero” commercials, the “be less White” of Coca-Cola, or the “anti-racist Shakespeare” of the Globe Theater in London (we’re going to de-colonize the plays!), is often, perhaps, a ploy (and a craven one) to achieve institutional survival under our new masters. They see which way they think the wind is blowing (not towards White people) and given that they want their institution to be allowed to exist five years from now, they know that they will need to be “acceptable” to the degraded population and, more importantly, to the masters of the money spigots. And that means getting out in front with their on-the-record anti-White ideology now.
Russell seems to have an almost fetishistic affinity for that most famous tar monster of them all: Martin Luther King. Here was a Black minister ready to tell him how very bad White people have been, so what more could he ask for, really?
“In the political realm, Dr. King pointed out how the American system was inconsistent with Jeffersonian principles of the self-evident truth that all men are created equal and endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable rights. Americans had to choose: be an American (as defined in the Constitution and the Declaration of Independence), or be a white supremacist; you can’t be both. You have to choose: be a Christian (as defined by the Scripture and the small “c” catholic apostolic tradition), or be a white supremacist; you can’t be both.”
Easy choice, as they say. And even in the alleged scriptures, when Jesus’ family expressed their normal familial concern that he might be off his rocker he abjured them coldly, said he had found a new family, consisting mostly of the dregs, scum and wretched refuse of the world; he cast his lot with them in the name of a Jewish Sky God.
It’s said that the rapid rise of Christianity was due at least in part to the fact that that the Roman world it came up in was in chaos, social and (like any empire) racial chaos, and was a rootless world in which only a mobile and mercenary Jew would feel at home. Apparently for men who were lost and seeking something more stable, Christianity proved immensely consoling, giving them a new family and a new community and supposedly an eternity of life. But when the missionaries moved on to Germany they found a different kind of people, a people who still possessed their folk communities and their folk souls; so the missionaries needed to adapt the Jesus message for them, to “Germanize” it as it were; and even then some proved immune to this new gospel — which is why Charlemagne’s sack of the Saxons was so savage: conversion at the point of the sword. In any event, whatever was German in this religion has long since been de-Germanized. Because we too live in a world in chaos, social and racial chaos. Where only Jews feel at home.
As for the normal White Americans he is supposedly shepherding through this vale of tears, he hates them with a hate that is unabated and slanders them at every turn: “They are blinding themselves to the injustices faced by their black and brown brothers and sisters in the supposedly idyllic Mayberry of white Christian America. That world was murder, sometimes literally, for minority evangelicals.”
The idea for the summit came after that jury decision. Moore spent the whole night, unable to sleep, thinking and praying about the problems of race recently revealed in those incidents and the protests surrounding them. When he went into his office the next day and met with his leadership team, he discovered that other members of his team experienced a similar sleepless night.
What a godawful bunch of wimps these are — grown men wringing their hands and rending their garments and gnashing their teeth and falling all over themselves in shame at the prospect of “incidents” and “protests”; literally not being able to to sleep because somewhere, somehow, a Negro might be unhappy. Clearly the SBC is not a hot house of masculinity.
“No jury can resurrect George Floyd — or any of those who died as he did — from the grave. George Floyd is still gone; his family still grieves. The fact that sentencing cannot ultimately answer our sense of the wrongness of what was done is itself a signpost
“George Floyd himself matters. He is not only a symbol of the quest for racial justice in this country — although he is certainly that. He is also a human being created in the image of God. His life matters to God, and should matter to us.
“African American citizens were deprived of their God-given civil rights by day and terrorized with impunity by night. Nor have these issues gone away. History by itself cannot wipe away sin and injustice. Thus, we see instance after instance of especially African American men facing danger and sometimes death.”
George Floyd doesn’t matter; he was a roach who was justly eliminated. He lost any pretense to mattering the moment he embarked on his criminal career as a sick psychopath. The fact that these earnest Christians valorize him and idealize him to the extent that they do shows the sickness in themselves: their lack of self-respect; their obsession with guilt; their willingness to sell out their racial kin in the name of a remote and thin abstraction. Soul-sick men like this are are symptoms of the unhealthy nature of our society; if incurable, they are tumors needing to be excised.
Southern Baptists were brought to repentance on the race issue, Moore explained, through prophetic voices, both inside and outside the SBC, pointing out the inconsistencies between the gospel they preached and their racist policies
The conference was brought to “repentance” by a foul nest of traitors hijacking it in the name of a 2000-year-old fantasy, in the name of servile obedience. There was a time when, for whatever reason, Christianity seemed to work for and not against the White race; indeed the explosion of the European peoples happened at a time when our civilization was saturated with it; but that time is long since gone. What makes it so obnoxious now is that it strips our people of their racial pride and then tells them that this is nothing less than “what God wants.” A clearer case of a fiduciary breach is difficult to imagine. A sane man, his mind unclouded by dogma and shibboleths, would see those inconsistencies and give up the religion.
Moore is well aware of the ubiquity and power of race-based thinking and White nationalism. Indeed, he thinks that they are evils to outdo all other evils, and spends an inordinate amount of time denouncing them.
“Thus, Jim Crow repeated the Satanic strategies of trying to convince human beings simultaneously and paradoxically that they are gods and animals.”
Elsewhere he calls White nationalism a “twisted Darwinism.”
Just plain Darwinism, thank you very much. Clearly he hasn’t read his Nietzsche about man being a rope strung over the chasm between nature and the superman. Nor has he brushed up on his Cosmotheism. Animals into gods, sir, animals into gods. Not paradoxically, but naturally.
“How can white supremacy be true, they would argue, if humanity is made from ‘one blood’ in the creation of Adam?”
This is specious reasoning. One might as well ask how can something be white if it is black? It can’t, of course — it’s not black, so it can be white. We refuse to concede your outlandish predicate. Not everything is equal that bears a human face.
“A document posted by one of the terrorists is a typical white nationalist manifesto, taking up all the usual tropes of an ‘invasion’ of migrants into our country, of the ‘replacement’ of white people by minorities. Law enforcement experts have warned for some time of the shocking rise of this sort of ideology and the violence that often comes with it, even as we are watching white nationalist movements cascading all over Europe and the rest of the world.”
Invasion and replacement should not be put in quotes. “Tropes” on the other hand most decidedly should be.
“White nationalism is a manifestation of an ancient evil that we as Christians, of all people, ought to recognize immediately. White nationalism emerges from what the Bible calls “the way of the flesh.” This is a form of idolatry that exalts one’s own creaturely attributes, making a god out of, for instance, one’s ancestral origins or one’s tribal culture.”
At their best, the Romans were the most based people ever to have lived. They worshiped their gods, but their gods were only stand-ins for what they really worshiped: home, hearth, family, clan, tribe, ancestors.
“The New Testament apostles expend much energy telling us, under the inspiration of the Holy Spirit, that we are not in an ancestor cult (1 Pet. 1:18) or a national or tribal identity cult (Phil. 3:20), but we have been adopted in a new family, a kingdom from every tribe, tongue, nation, and language.”
Sounds like the blueprint for bastards as far as the eye can see.
“One of my earliest memories is of a substitute Sunday school teacher chastening me for putting a coin in my mouth. ‘That’s filthy,’ she said. ‘Why, you don’t know if a colored man might have held that.'”
Now had a Negro verifiably touched it, and Moore had it today, he would mount it and showcase it in his office as a totem of Blackness to be shown off, even worshiped as a holy relic.
“They replaced the memorial for Emmett Till with a bulletproof marker because too many people were shooting it up, delighting in the lynching of a man by a bloodthirsty mob.”
Well, what can you say about that? The kid shouldn’t have whistled.
“And let’s also, as Christians, be very clear about what this ideology is. White nationalism is on the rise, and is headed for a confrontation with the gospel of a crucified Rabbi from Galilee.”
Indeed we are. And, frankly, I like our odds.
The ancient Germans knew what they were doing; they recognized only two capital offenses. They hanged the traitors and they drowned the cowards.
When a new day dawns.
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