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I wanted to be an Amish man not too long ago. I'd toyed around with being a Luddite and the next step was Amish, join a community. I tried to find Luddite communities, but they tended to be a bunch of aging hippies smoking dope, losing hope, and trying to write a song. Not what I had in mind. I wanted to be amongst people who knew how to do it right. The success of a person in their area of identity is their calling card. The Amish are the most successful Luddites I know of.


Then I met an Amish girl. You'll have to see my performance on my Facebook page to understand. The poem is called, Owed to an Amish Girl. I recorded it yesterday.


Anywho, I never went that route, but my admiration for the Amish is still higher than my admiration for the Jews and I'm a bit of both. Why, do you ask? Because I was raised to respect Christian doctrine, and sound, sustainable living, and the benefits of a productive heterosexual relationship. Not that I find anything evil about the other ways of doing things, but yeah, they are kind of sinful. Kind of grody to my way of thinking, but that's just me. I say, live and let live, if it doesn't have you stepping on my toes when I come out in the morning to pick up the paper.


I admire all people who aren't hypocrites and the Amish are among the least hypocritical people I've ever met. Okay, so they're cheap, but where in The Bible does it say, be thou not really frugal? Didn't Christ say, waste not want not? If he didn't, he should have.


The Amish show charity amongst their own and they don't proselytize. They're very insular and they don't want people like me joining the group just to have a shot at one of their youngie. And this is why I would have been a good Amish, because I would have been in it for the relationship with God, as well as the shot at a youngie. I'm not a hypocrite either. I like hard work and good, clean living. I like sex done the old-fashioned way. All this new-fangled sex just leaves me feeling confused. Too many choices. Too many variables. Too many barriers.


Anywhat, the point of this post is to point out something that I saw in the movies, High Noon, and Witness. Okay, in High Noon, Grace Kelly wasn't an Amish girl, she was Quaker, but the concept was the same, she was a pacifist. And this is what always bugs me when Hollywood gets their grubby hands on a pacifist. They have to have the pacifist kill somebody, or advocate killing to make them look like hypocrites. Those Hollywood people would like to have you believe that nobody, absolutely nobody, when push comes to shove, would choose pacifism over dying, or saving a loved one. It's as if these writers never heard of a dude named Jesus. That was the point, I think.


So Quaker Grace Kelly comes back to stand with her man and ends up killing the bad guys too, and she's all proud of herself at the end, like a real Quaker should be. And in Witness, the old Amish dude explains to the young kid that sometimes you have to kill bad people to protect those you love, and I'm like, what? Couldn't they actually find one Amish to fact check with? Well, that's not what it was. They wanted the Amish to look like hypocrites, like mealy-mouthed, little, morally-bereft, bull shitters like the audience. Real Amish watched their little girls get murdered by a deranged man and then forgave him, saying that they were thankful that they weren't responsible for judging that man's soul. Believing that their little girls had gone to Heaven to be with God and Jesus.


I hate these messages of moral relativism. As if the only reason anyone has beliefs is an egotistical desire to feel superior, not a real religious desire to live within the articles of faith elucidated by a divine being. I'm not an absolutist on those articles of faith. I have my own set of principles that I've developed that have a close connection to those of Jesus Christ, but I am not a pacifist, not yet anyway, but I'd like to be, to think that I could eventually come to such a resolution with this world that my earthly being pales in comparison to my spiritual nature.


It is not obviously pragmatic to live for a future life in a spiritual state. To a lot of people it appears crazy, naïve, magical thinking, but to me, having met Quakers and Amish who aren't hypocrites, who would allow themselves to be killed rather take another life, who would forgive the person doing them harm, I find their commitment to the ideals of their beliefs mystifying and refreshing.                 


mark henry smith Added Feb 1, 2018 - 2:15pm
Only one typo that I saw in the first try. Amazing.
Amazing Grace Kelly, and Kelly McGinnis.
Being a Christian has to be the hardest religious exercise, because to really be good at it, follow the lessons of your teacher, you have to be willing to walk away, always. Walk away from stuff. Walk away from conflict. Walk away from family and friends. Walk away from life itself.
So most do it as I did with Ludditism. Only do enough to feel good about yourself, but not enough to cause discomfort. It's time to accept some discomfort, Christians, Jews, all. To give up some of the material stuff that has trapped your spirit. Ask your friends, your neighbors, your family, your enemies, your leaders, How can I heal you? Then listen.
Benjamin Goldstein Added Feb 1, 2018 - 2:57pm
I absolutely believe that you should become Amish. They don't have internet.
Mircea Negres Added Feb 2, 2018 - 1:54am
I'd rather kill justifiably than die (came close to it a few times, but found reasons not to), and said killing does include the right to take matters in my own hands if the government doesn't do its job to give me justice. Principles aren't easy or fun to have and I agree from personal experience with Plato, who said "Honesty is for the most part less profitable than dishonesty".  
Mircea Negres Added Feb 2, 2018 - 2:04am
P.S. Some the worst and most dangerous people I've ever met called themselves Christian. They praised God and worked all sorts of religious arguments in public discussions while they did a lot of evil shit in private. A good example is my last battalion commander. This guy betrayed the men under his command in an attempt to get general rank. He failed, the base went to shit, people got hurt and destroyed for telling the truth and these days he's a big shot in the same church as his son. Man of God my ass, he's a fucking scumbag who deserves to be shot in the back of the head with a .50 cal hollow point for what he did, because sure as hell he doesn't deserve an open casket funeral. 
mark henry smith Added Feb 2, 2018 - 11:05am
Sorry Ben, Marko and the internet have bonded. We're now a cybernetic organism. And I tried to join the Amish and they told me to join the Rotarians.
Mircea, as I always say, what gives Christianity such a bad name is Christians. I have never met more despicable people than the people who ended up running the church I grew up in. Lie, cheat, steal, abuse, I don't think there was anything too low for these people.
I was where you are. So angry, I could have exploded at any moment. I smoked a lot of pot to keep me calm and it really does help. I'd get high and ask myself, "What was I so angry about? Everything's groovy?" But when I came down I'd remember. Oh yeah, I'm angry because those scumbags who call themselves Christians, family, friends, did all kinds of bullshit to hurt me and stole my stuff.
But a chance encounter with some really strange woman, who wasn't on the up-and-up, I knew that, but gave me an opportunity to talk, and listen, and over the course of hours and hours, she suddenly told me that I sounded angry. I denied it. I told her I'd gotten through it. She said it didn't sound like it and I got angry at her.
She asked me to try an exercise. Imagine what it would feel like to not be angry. I told her I wasn't angry. She told me to try and imagine what it would be like to be less not angry. That night as I lay in bed, I tried.
Whoa, was that an eye opener. My entire being was grounded in anger. I could have a thought without anger creeping in. My identity was completely bound by angry Mark.
That night I told her what had happened and she didn't gloat at being right, as I would have, she asked me to keep trying. It took a few days, but one day I woke up and the anger was gone. I couldn't get out of bed. I was so tired, so empty. I slept for a month, it seemed.
I realized that anger had been my hope, my dreams, my raison d'etre, but I dressed it up with all kinds of pretty names. I realized how it had been holding me back from doing good things and being the first thing people saw when they met me, and how it was keeping me from building good relationships, limiting me to relationships with the people I was angry at, people who were used to my anger, like me being angry, used my anger against me. I was a slave to my anger.
In such a short period of time my entire life has changed. I haven't hit the big time, or amassed a huge entourage of friends, but I quit smoking with no desire to smoke at all. A first in my life. I am doing my exercises to get my physical strength back to the point where I can compete in the activities I enjoy competing in. My mind is clear of the fog of war. That's what anger does to us, makes us little battlefields inside our psyches.
How can I heal you? That's my question of the month.     
Mircea Negres Added Feb 2, 2018 - 1:05pm
Mark, I hear you. Tried the "you gotta let some shit go" Buddhist thing many times, it didn't work. The only thing that will heal me is justice, and that ain't ever gonna happen- believe me, I tried to get it for myself and others who've suffered (all the way up to Cabinet level), last time in 2016. Otherwise, there's good ole plan B, but that requires a terminal disease with 6-9 months on the clock, enough money for logistics and...
Mircea Negres Added Feb 2, 2018 - 2:26pm
Dear Mark, inspired by your post I wrote one of my own, titled When The Moment Came, What Did You Do? Just posted it on WB, you're the second to hear of it after my mother. Hope you like it.
mark henry smith Added Feb 3, 2018 - 12:24pm
Mircea, what I've come to realize is that there is no getting even, there's only getting to tomorrow. If I chew up my life worrying about the likes of Jeff Michka, all I'll do is what I've always done, fester. Uncle Fester was my favorite character on the Adams Family, next to Wednesday. There's work to be done, my friend. Good work that will change the world.