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Roy Batty
Daily Stormer
February 26, 2018
I struggle to understand the thought process of people who do stuff like this.
BBC:
An 800-year-old “crusader” from a crypt in a Dublin church has been decapitated by vandals.
Archdeacon David Pierpoint said the crusader’s head had been “severed from his body and taken away”.
The discovery was made as a tour guide was preparing to open the church for visitors on Monday afternoon.
Archdeacon Pierpoint said he was upset and disappointed that the church had been targeted again by vandals.
I thought that these sorts of crypts were cursed.
Guarded by ancient spells and Draugr that would rise from their slumber to attack you if you disturbed the tomb.
Clearly, I was misled.
The crypt of St Michan’s was previously vandalised in 1996, when a group of teenagers broke in and took a number of mummified bodies from their coffins.
“They dragged them onto the ground and seemed to be playing football with their heads,” Archdeacon Pierpoint told the Irish Times.
He added: “Thankfully at that time the guards did their jobs extremely well and they caught the perpetrators.”
Following the 1996 break-in, the crypts were closed to the public for a week, while the bodies were recovered.
It occurs to me that perhaps I am misinterpreting these events. Perhaps this is an ill omen. The dead are dancing with the living.
Sort of. To be more accurate, it seems that the youth is stealing these ancient skulls to play footie with them.
And here’s the problem: I’m not a priest so I don’t know what any o’dis means. If teenagers steal Crusader mummies to play soccer with them, is that a good omen or a bad one?
It happened in Ireland, so I assume that these aren’t Paki youths, which takes away the obvious religious desecration angle to the interpretation. But I can’t shake the feeling that this is, in fact, a bad omen. Perhaps a priest or a seer made a prediction about this in the past.
The youth shall play footie with the skulls of their ancestors and black refuse shall be strewn upon our shores from a distant land, by a foreign god. Repent! Repent! Oh Hibernian Gods, have mercy on us before it is too late!
