(Most of you may have heard of the ‘Whites Only’ Christian conference being held by something called The Church Of The Chosen in Alabama this week.  The conference concludes today (tonight?) with a cross-burning.  The spokespeople for the church are calling it a Cross Lighting, some kind of new spin on Christianity, I guess.  There are Confederate flags and KKK flags galore.  And, no doubt, hot dogs and burgers, and maybe even something for the little Christian kiddies, like maybe a Christian Magic Show featuring ways to make black people disappear.  They’re saying that White Christians are the forgotten or abused people, or some such shit.  Loud, fat, and stupid Christians.  Yeah, I’d like to forget them, after I get to abuse them some.  Well, here’s to them…)

  Old Rugged Cross

O Lordy, the old fashioned bonfire of Thy Hatefulness,

good White Christianity roasting marshmallows

on burning books for Thee under The Cross and  

a moon too embarrassed or afraid to come out,

so chant brothers and sisters: Our Moon Is White,

God Save Our Moon Tonight!  Come Out Of Your Closet,

O Holy Moon, And Show Little Johnny And Mary The Light!

yea, bring out the white sheets and the body and the blood

of a Jesus turned Gay and pray for the end

of a world no longer safe for the hate and fear and wrath

of our Pure White God’s Jubilee and Rapture!

yea, it will come to pass that pick-up trucks will

inherit the Earth’s oil, and lottery tickets

will get us into a Heaven where the beer will flow

beside the still waters, and the Ringmaster will

cast the Evil into a Bottomless Pit Of Vengeance!

all to burn and burn forever til eternity itself

is lit and nothing is left except our Fiery Cross

of Stupidity (Praise The Lord!), Depravity (Praise The Lord!),

and Mortal Sin and Damnation (Praise, O Lordy! Praise!)

it was written that the day would come

when the Force of Satan would take on the visage

of Love and Peace, but we are not tempted to eat

from His table, for we are Fat with the Joy of the Light,

and our hands tremble as we build up the Flame!

so brothers and sisters, go ye forth to Malls

and buy as much as needed and more for the Coming

Cataclysm, and Bless thy ever expanding forms

in all nature of God’s Glut Of Glory!  Amen.

Peter Buknatski

Montpelier, Vt.