In my life-long Crusade to free the world from the tyranny of moral degeneracy I have tried to understand the mindset of the enemy in many ways. I have meticulously researched gay pornography in the form of over 10,000 hours of film, I have used hidden cameras to monitor teen deliquency, and I frequently "park" my SUV with its tinted windows at places where adolescents gather, in the name of the
LORD. Some friends call me "God's C.I.A." because of my tireless devotion to research.
So I was surprised to find that I had never actually watched an excellent "
wildlife documentary" called "
Gimme Shelter" which shows the savage hippie in its natural habitat. The specimens filmed include the "Rolling Stones", "Jefferson Airplane", and a mob of 300,000 hellbound hippies.
It turns out that this film is not simply useful for research purposes, but if you turn on muting (to avoid the subliminal messages hidden in all the devil music), and censor a few seconds of naked people dancing, it can actually work as popular entertainment.
The first hour or so is basically a music video, and since any decent Christian would have the muting on at this point, it would be boring to those who are already framiliar with the horrific world of devil music. Those who are not hardened veterans will be shocked: you'll see crazed teenaged girls attempting to rape the lead singer, before being dragged off by security guards (who will most likely be raped by her instead). It makes you realize why the Rolling Stones decided to use the tough, firm hand of the
Hell's Angels motorcycle gang to provide security at the Altamont Music Festival.
And this part is the true crowd-pleasing part of the film: the Hell's Angels earn their name, as angels deep in the bowels of Hell, outnumbered 1,000 to one, fighting for their lives. You'll get to witness them smashing hippie skulls with pool cues, knifing a negro to death while his race-traitor white girlfriend watches, and you'll even get to watch them knock the lead singer of Jefferson Airplane unconcious! That's for "
We built this city on Rock N Roll" you monster!
*SMASH*
Best of all, the knifing scene gets repeated, in slow motion, so you can revel in its true glory. The Hell's Angel leaps onto the hippie's back as magestically as a lion taking down an antellope, his knife shining like a proud eagles talon before severing the heathens jugular.
My only regret is that the whole place is so crowded that we can't actually see the part where they stomp on the dead body until the brains ooze out of his skull onto his lice-filled Afro.
It has been said that the Altamont Music Festival was the moment the Sixties died. What glory: we not only get to see a hippie die, but an entire decade of immorality die with him.
Two thumbs up.
