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Hello everybody and blessings of The Lord
I am Jacob Slatter. One of Gods own missionaries (Mark 16:15-16 ) currently stationed in a 3rd world socialist parody of a country called Denmark. I find myself in hard times with the primitive local population and their superstitions.
Most of them revere a deity they call 'Ooman' to whom all sorts of 'rites' are performed. Women here not only speak in public, they are elected prime ministers and are allowed to vote. This estrogen oozing government steals apx.75% of your paycheck to give to fox red liberal 'intellectuals' (newspeak for "hell bound atheist") at universities who then spend the money on making campaigns against people who pay taxes and tell them that everything they believe is wrong.
There has never been any debate here about the truth of creationism.
I know it sounds hard to believe, but I couldn't make it up. Not even the preachers believes in it. In fact, 'preacher' is simply a formal job title that anyone who wants a nice place to live at a low cost for reading the Bible to nobody in an empty church on sunday's, can get. You just apply no faith needed and you can openly admit to the fact. So nobody ever even suggested it for school children. Talk about malicious abuse of children, to deny them The Truth like that and fill their head with science without even considering The Bible first. The mind is appalled.
One of my first duties as I walked out into Denmark from our own autonomous enclave known as 'Jylland' therefore, obviously, was to put creationism in the school books. I got an appointment with the school minister -by lying about my purpose I admit, but its not really lying when its for the lord- and I went to see her.
Her male secretary was a well groomed sweet young and very talkative fellow with a flash sense for clothing. He told me that he was the leader of a boyscout group and a Bible ring for young males in his spare time. I didn't have time to speak much more with him, but he would make a fine addition to any church's youth program. Perhaps not all is lost or dare I say it, rotten, in the state of Denmark.
I presented our case for the minister and for a while she just stared blankly at me and then her eyes glazed over. I get that a lot around here. That is how powerful the work of The Lord is! Then she started to laugh, hysterically, and pressed a button. As 2 security brutes dragged me out I could still hear her laughing behind me. I Guess that says all the needs to be said about my current situation and why I desperately needed moral support from other true believers.
I think the only mildly likable feature I have found so far is that they really, really, like to piss of mohammadans for no obvious reason other than mohammadans are easy to piss off.
I am Jacob Slatter. One of Gods own missionaries (Mark 16:15-16 ) currently stationed in a 3rd world socialist parody of a country called Denmark. I find myself in hard times with the primitive local population and their superstitions.
Most of them revere a deity they call 'Ooman' to whom all sorts of 'rites' are performed. Women here not only speak in public, they are elected prime ministers and are allowed to vote. This estrogen oozing government steals apx.75% of your paycheck to give to fox red liberal 'intellectuals' (newspeak for "hell bound atheist") at universities who then spend the money on making campaigns against people who pay taxes and tell them that everything they believe is wrong.
There has never been any debate here about the truth of creationism.
I know it sounds hard to believe, but I couldn't make it up. Not even the preachers believes in it. In fact, 'preacher' is simply a formal job title that anyone who wants a nice place to live at a low cost for reading the Bible to nobody in an empty church on sunday's, can get. You just apply no faith needed and you can openly admit to the fact. So nobody ever even suggested it for school children. Talk about malicious abuse of children, to deny them The Truth like that and fill their head with science without even considering The Bible first. The mind is appalled.
One of my first duties as I walked out into Denmark from our own autonomous enclave known as 'Jylland' therefore, obviously, was to put creationism in the school books. I got an appointment with the school minister -by lying about my purpose I admit, but its not really lying when its for the lord- and I went to see her.
Her male secretary was a well groomed sweet young and very talkative fellow with a flash sense for clothing. He told me that he was the leader of a boyscout group and a Bible ring for young males in his spare time. I didn't have time to speak much more with him, but he would make a fine addition to any church's youth program. Perhaps not all is lost or dare I say it, rotten, in the state of Denmark.
I presented our case for the minister and for a while she just stared blankly at me and then her eyes glazed over. I get that a lot around here. That is how powerful the work of The Lord is! Then she started to laugh, hysterically, and pressed a button. As 2 security brutes dragged me out I could still hear her laughing behind me. I Guess that says all the needs to be said about my current situation and why I desperately needed moral support from other true believers.
I think the only mildly likable feature I have found so far is that they really, really, like to piss of mohammadans for no obvious reason other than mohammadans are easy to piss off.
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