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Andrew Anglin
Daily Stormer
February 21, 2018
A strange American icon passes on to the great rollercoaster of the infinite realms beyond perception.
Billy Graham rn
The Rev. Billy Graham , the Christian evangelist whose worldwide crusades and role as adviser to decades of U.S. presidents made him one of the best known religious figures of his time, died Wednesday at age 99 at his home in Montreat, N.C, Todd Shearer of DeMoss Associates told Fox News.
Graham, who had been in ill health for a number of years, was regularly listed in polls as one of the “Ten Most Admired Men in the World.”
Shearer told Fox News that Graham died from “natural causes.”
I usually like to celebrate people’s deaths on this website, because I hate everything.
And I’d like to celebrate Billy’s death. He played a key role in turning our ancient, sacred faith into a goofy feel-good cult of consumerism. He turned what was stone washed in blood into plastic drenched in soda-pop.
I could write a whole thing about the transformation of Christianity into a consumer product. I have written whole things about it. I should write a definitive thing and include Billy’s role in all of that. He played a big role.
But at the same time… I am having a hard time feeling hate right now. At least enough hate to curse the soul of this dead preacher.
Especially when I remember those Nixon tapes where he condemned the evil Jews.
And he was friends with Johnny Cash.
And I think at the beginning, Billy wasn’t so bad.
He just didn’t really have any grounding. There was no real goal to his Christianity. “Mass salvation” in the form of weird stadium-sized hippie lovefests – his traveling G-rated Woodstock – is not a goal. The size and scope of this traveling circus was an achievement, in the same way that getting a man to lactate is an achievement, but it isn’t a meaningful accomplishment.
Billy was lost to modernity in the same way that all men of his age were lost to modernity.
We have only been saved because modernity is dead, and thus we have escaped its dead clutches.
So I won’t laugh at Billy’s death.
I won’t curse his name.
Nor will I celebrate him, or claim he did anything that mattered.
It is good he is dead, it is meaningful that he is dead, we can now move forward, we can form a true spirituality, a real and pure spirituality, for this new era.
An era when stone will once again be washed in blood.
