Foxes In Waste Places – A Monologue

 Based on a real discussion:

Foxes In Waste Places – A Monologue

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(Lights up. The speaker stands center stage, charged with emotion. Words land like punches. Pauses are intentional.)

You say,

“The globalists masquerading as ‘Liberal Democrats’ have already started depopulating Africa…”

Really?

Why don’t you stop watching Fox News long enough for your brain to recover—

and regrow—

to fill its cranium?

These are the stories they tell the gullible.

The mentally enslaved.

Let me tell you a story.

A story about propaganda.

Cambridge. May 1997.

I met two Lithuanians. I asked,

“What was it like in the Soviet Union?”

They looked at each other and said one word:

"Lies."

“They told us people in the West were starving... desperate to get into the Soviet Union… but their governments wouldn’t let them.”

We laughed.

It was absurd.

But here we are again—

Same tactics.

Same playbook.

Same lies.

Fox News.

The propaganda machine—now in HD.

White supremacists—

The same ones who once lynched Black people—

Went on to create a perverted version of Christianity:

The Prosperity Gospel.

A gospel they use to control the ill-informed,

The poor,

The under-educated

All across the Global South.

They agree on a scheme Saturday afternoon.

By Sunday afternoon,

A hundred million spiritual castaways

Have a new, second-hand article of faith.

They tell you what to think—

About “liberals,”

About “depopulation,”

About Africa.

Not unlike Nietzsche,

They believe God is dead.

They don’t say it—

But their policies scream it.

They mock every virtue,

Then replace them with works of the flesh.

They deface the signposts of Christianity:

A shepherd doing their job for God and country?

“Virtue-signalling.”

Care about the environment?

“You’re a tree-hugger.”

Stand for the poor?

“You’re a socialist—you hate America.”

Believe in social justice?

“You’re a woke-mob, virtue-signalling globalist.”

Cruelty is the new charity.

Lying, the new measure of honesty.

And you believe they love Africa?

You say liberals want to depopulate Africa?

The same liberals who fight for diversity,

For dignity, equality, inclusion?

The same liberals who preach the brotherhood of all men,

Who cry, Liberté, Égalité, Fraternité—

They want to wipe out Africa?

(He exhales. Slowly.)

And to checkmate these “liberals,”

You turn to white supremacists.

Let them whisper into your itchy ears.

They say they're your “watchdogs.”

Your new prophets.

Defenders of Africa.

And you believe them.

“If Fox News were evil,” you say,

“They would have warned us!”

So now, you believe every smear campaign

Against anyone who genuinely tries to help.

Bill Gates.

Why do they hate him so much?

Is it because his philanthropy shames their selfishness?

Because he works—tirelessly—

To improve health outcomes for the poorest of the poor?

Why do they hate improved health outcomes so badly?

During COVID, they lied.

They lulled people to their deaths—

By the hundreds of thousands.

There were real reports

Of people being assaulted in public

For wearing a mask—

Because of their disinformation.

And you—yes, you—

With all your education, your exposure—

Told me, “Masks don’t protect.”

You sent me a video to “prove” it.

Remember?

A young Chinese man with an American accent

Blowing through a mask to extinguish a candle.

How many lives did that lie snuff out?

Did you ever stop to ask: Why?

Why would a church—

A church—

Spread such misinformation?

Misinformation that killed millions?

Why did they fight vaccines so hard?

Still do?

Why do they hate improved health outcomes so badly?

You want an answer?

(Scratches his head. Grins darkly.)

What if I told you: Depopulation.

Not by liberals.

No.

By the foxes in waste places.

By the wolves in wolves’ clothing

Who now say they are vegetarians—

That they “love Africa” so very, very much.

So much…

That they defund the very programs that save lives.

They cut aid.

They abandon the poor.

They let people die.

And you believe that somehow,

That will lead to better health outcomes?

That these “better outcomes”

Will repopulate Africa?

You don’t think that’s madness?

You say:

“Liberals are introducing gay culture to destroy families in Africa—

And you support them because you're blind.”

First—

I’d rather be blind than claim I see—yet see nothing.

Second—

Ask anyone from Northern Nigeria about Dan Daudu:

Male prostitution in the North—centuries old.

Brothels—existed well into the 1970s.

Maybe still.

But now, it’s liberal Democrats who are “introducing” gay culture?

Half-education is dangerous.

And you, my friend—are living proof.

I know what you’ll say next:

“Insults! Insults!!”

(Pause. A beat. He quiets. The rage becomes grief.)

Yes. These are insults.

But they’re born of grief—

Grief over what you’ve become.

What you’ve been made to believe.

Grief over the common sense you once had—

Now buried beneath a mountain of lies.

(He sits on a table, one foot on a chair. His hand under his chin.

Is he sobbing? The lights begin to fade slowly. Then a soft female voice begins to read, offstage.)

Foxes In Waste Places

(A poem inspired by Ezekiel 13:4–7)

Your prophets…

They are like jackals—

Foxes, digging through ruins,

Scavenging among broken stones

Of a once-holy place.

They are not builders.

Not watchmen.

Not healers.

They are foxes…

In your waste places.

They see the breach in the wall—

The opening where evil will pour in—

But they do nothing.

No mortar in their hands.

No courage in their hearts.

Only whispers.

Only lies.

They have not repaired the broken places.

They have not helped you stand.

But oh—how quick they are

To slander the ones who look on with compassion.

And when you fall—

In the day of battle,

As they expect you to—

They will mock you.

They will say,

“This is the word of the LORD.”

But God has not sent them.

O people,

You have trusted the wrong voices.

You have followed jackals, not shepherds.

You have clothed yourselves in prophecy,

But you are naked in truth.

(A pause. The voice softens but cuts deeper.)

Turn back.

Turn off the lies.

Turn off the television.

Turn off the noise.

Before the wall collapses.

Before the day of the LORD descends like fire.

Before the foxes scatter—

And leave you alone

In the ruins they helped create.

Return to the light.

Return.

(Lights fade to black. Silence.)

I rest my case.

#dk

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Theologia Acediosa: How Lazy Theology Sanctifies Evil

How Theologia Acediosa

(Lazy Theology) Sanctifies Evil....

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A reflection on 2 Thessalonians 2, the Lord’s Prayer, and how “God can use anyone” becomes dangerous when Christians sanctify evil.

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God Can Use Anybody?

God can use anybody. But by making them devise evil? Go astray?

We need to pay more attention to this line in the Lord’s Prayer. It teaches more than we admit:

“Lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil.”

People choose their actions.
They act out of the condition of their hearts.

Where those actions are evil, and the victims are evil, read my lips, God stands by.

We find corroboration in 2 Thessalonians 2:9–12.

Those who already perish, already, who reject the truth that would have saved them, to them is sent a grand delusion so that they may believe a lie.

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The Grand Delusion

I used to ask, why would the Lord send a grand delusion to those who already perish?

Let me try to explain.

Remember solving a quadratic equation. You worked through the rigor, arrived at the answer, and then underlined it. Not because the teacher needed help seeing it, but because you were saying, I know I am right. Give me full marks.

It appears the Lord allows a person to underline his erring ways in the same fashion. To present them back with swagger. To insist, This is truth.

That is not cruelty. That is justice meeting freedom.

It aligns with God’s nature: all love, all justice, yet all mercy.

Now imagine a man who already perishes. To whom that grand delusion comes, perhaps in the form of a political figure, a movement, an ideology. Imagine he pauses and says, “This is wrong.”

Has he not stepped back from the brink?
Has he not refused the lie?
Has he not been delivered from evil?

The delusion does not destroy him.
His rejection of the grand delusion delivers him from evil.

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The Harder Truth

But here is the harder truth.

While we all know that a certain divisive figure devises evil and has clearly gone astray, we choose to sit ensconced, at rest, tucked safely in a cleft on the sides of the limestone mountain called Torpor Animi (Lazy Theology).

Spiritual sloth.
Comfort disguised as prudence.

We have no problem with the fact that though he needs salvation, we would rather it be delayed.

That though a part of his soul is diminished daily with every act of gratuitous wickedness, we are not bothered.

It serves our ends.
“He’s making our faith great again.”

It is thus acceptable to us that he stand in sin.
In the sight of God, for our sake.

A role he appears to relish. As any false messiah seeking to replace Jesus of Nazareth would.

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The Deeper Danger

And here is the deeper danger.

While we pray, “Lead us not into temptation” for ourselves, we pray, “Lead him, O Lord, into further temptation” for the man of lawlessness.

We sanctify his going astray.

We whisper, God can use anyone.

True.

And you?

Can He not use you to redeem the times?
To plant tiny acorns of truth daily?
To defy and, like Daniel, boldly declare, Non Serviam?
I shall not serve. I shall not follow this falsehood.

God cannot use you for that?

Yes, God can use anyone. Anything. He is sovereign. YHWH. I Am That I Am.

But sovereignty does not excuse complicity.

“Lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil.”

Sometimes the evil is not only in the one who acts.

Sometimes it is in the one who watches, calculates, benefits, and calls it providence.

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The Four Horsemen

The four horsemen of the apocalypse, it is Jesus who allows them.

Scripture is clear: it is the Lamb of God, Jesus Christ, who releases the four horsemen by breaking the first four of the seven seals on the scroll.

Each time a seal is broken, one of the four living creatures around God’s throne summons a horseman to bring judgment to the earth.

The first horseman, the one on the white horse, is a deceiver.

Wearing a stephanos, a crown he has done nothing to deserve.
Carrying a bow but no arrows. His lies, those are the arrows.

Now let us talk about the second horseman.
The one on the red horse.

In the Book of Revelation, the second horseman is given power to take peace from the earth.

Not to create righteousness.
Not to heal.
Not to reconcile.

To divide.

To make men turn against one another.

That is the spirit of the second horseman.

And here is the danger.

When we chant “God can use anybody” without discernment, we risk confusing sovereignty with endorsement.

Yes, God can use anybody.

But the second horseman is also used.

Used to reveal what is already in men’s hearts.
Used to expose allegiances.
Used to test whether we love truth or power.

And so the question is not whether God can use a divisive figure.

The question is whether we recognize the spirit at work.

Is peace being built?
Or is peace being removed?

Because the second horseman rides only where hearts are already ready for war.

We shall speak about the other two horsemen in due course, as the Spirit leads.

Brethren.

Do not be deceived.

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I rest.

Don Kenobi
#OldManInTheMolue
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Culture: The Software Behind National Failure

ReCulture Not ReStructure

Restructuring won’t save a corrupt nation.

Real change begins with culture, the invisible operating system 

that shapes leaders and citizens alike.

We keep saying:

Restructure! Restructure!
Enforce the laws.
Sanction those who break the laws.
Change the Constitution.

Or blame the amalgamation of North and South Nigeria in 1914, 112 years ago. By implication, blame the British.

But when are we going to look inside ourselves and hold accountable the very hands that have wrecked this bounteously blessed country?

Before you point at “leaders,” point at yourself.

We all need to take a step back and think this matter through carefully.

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Some Levity

Try a simple self-audit.

Record yourself in a verbal argument about restructuring.
Play the recording back in the evening.
See if you can make sense of your own arguments.

If you can, Einstein has nothing on you.

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Seriously Now

How can restructuring a corrupt nation be the solution to anything?

#ReCultureNotReStructure
#CultureNotStructure

We can see this clearly in America: a lawless man running from his past, ready to drag his country to the depths in order to make every lie he has told appear true.

Where does culture come in?

That is the software he has run on all his life. Lies. Corruption. Anything goes.

And that software traveled with him from the streets of New York to what was once the most respected office in the world.

Culture is like the shell of a tortoise. It cloaks us. We carry it wherever we go.

And it will degrade or ennoble everything we touch.

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Culture Is Not Food and Fashion

When we say culture, we are not talking about food, fashion, or festivals.

We are talking about operating system.

Culture is the invisible code that runs a people.

It is what feels normal.
What feels acceptable.
What feels shameful.
What feels admirable.

It is the unwritten constitution beneath the written one.

Culture determines:

• What leaders get away with

• What citizens tolerate

• What is rewarded

• What is punished

• What is laughed at

• What is feared

Structure is hardware.
Culture is software.

You can restructure endlessly, but if the software is corrupt, the hardware will malfunction.

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What Reculturing Means

Reculturing simply means:

• Recapturing our moral center

• Reclaiming high standards

• Restoring dignity to service

• Re-anchoring a people to truth

• Reinstalling lost values

Redrawing maps and returning to a regional system is like sellotaping a broken blade onto a propeller. The plane might still fly, but you have ignored the real problem: why did the blade break in the first place?

To fix it, you must unbolt that blade, replace it, and test run.

Reculturing means moving from an anything-goes mentality
to a some-things-must-never-go mindset.

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A Parting Thought

The major difference between Abraham Lincoln and Trump is culture, the software that runs their lives.

The same can be said about Nigerians and Germans. Or the Congolese and Singaporeans.

The only difference between decline and dignity
is the code a people choose to run.

And that code is not written in their constitution.

It is written in their character.

I rest my case

Don Kenobi
#BigAgendaAfrica 

Service is Love: Hubert Humphrey The Happy Warrior of American Liberalism

 

Hubert Humphrey

The Happy Warrior of American Liberalism

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From Small-Town Roots to National Politics

Hubert Humphrey was born in 1911 in South Dakota and began his career far from Washington, working in his father’s pharmacy. But politics called him early. After serving as mayor of Minneapolis, he rose quickly within the Democratic Party, eventually becoming a U.S. senator from Minnesota.

Energetic, articulate, and relentlessly optimistic, Humphrey built a reputation as a passionate advocate for working people, civil rights, and social reform. His style was earnest and moral rather than calculating. He believed politics was a vehicle for justice.

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The Civil Rights Crusader

Humphrey’s defining political moment came at the 1948 Democratic National Convention. In a bold speech, he urged his party to “walk forthrightly into the bright sunshine of human rights.” It was a turning point. His words helped push the Democratic Party toward a stronger civil rights platform at a time when such a stance was deeply controversial.

Throughout his Senate career, Humphrey supported landmark legislation, including the Civil Rights Act of 1964 and the Voting Rights Act of 1965. He became one of the most consistent liberal voices for racial equality in American politics.

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Vice President in a Time of Turmoil

Humphrey served as Vice President from 1965 to 1969 under Lyndon B. Johnson. These were turbulent years. The Great Society programs expanded social welfare and civil rights, but the Vietnam War overshadowed everything.

Humphrey’s loyalty to Johnson tied him closely to the administration’s Vietnam policy. When he ran for president in 1968, the nation was fractured by war protests, assassinations, and cultural upheaval. He secured the Democratic nomination but narrowly lost the general election to Richard Nixon.

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The “Happy Warrior”

After his presidential defeat, Humphrey returned to the Senate, where he continued advocating for labor rights, arms control, and social justice until his death in 1978. He was often called the “Happy Warrior,” a phrase that captured both his cheerful demeanor and his fierce commitment to progressive causes.

Hubert Humphrey’s legacy is not one of quiet moderation but of moral conviction. He believed government could and should be an instrument of human dignity. In an era of cynicism, he remains a reminder that politics, at its best, can be rooted in hope.

Conclusion: Service is love

Poisonous Mushrooms & Counterfeit Christianity: When Death Looks Like Food

When Death Looks Like Food

Poisonous Mushrooms & Counterfeit Christianity

The deadliest mushroom in the forest does not look dangerous.

Neither does spiritual deception.

A meditation on counterfeit life and hidden destruction.

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The most dangerous mushroom in the forest does not have fangs. It does not hiss. It does not announce itself with a roar.

It simply grows.

I just learned a new term: aposematic coloration, a biological term for warning colors in nature. Warning colors? Yes.

In evolution, some organisms develop bright, high-contrast colors to signal that they are toxic, venomous, bad-tasting, or dangerous.

Nature, in spite of its tight schedule, still cares enough to put out signposts for us: do not touch. It is dangerous.

Examples?

Coral snakes, red, yellow, black bands. Wasps, yellow and black.

Digression:

A certain musician, before fame, had just one sweater and it was yellow and black. His mates took to calling him Sting.
The name stuck, and every little thing he did afterwards was magic.
Magic, magic, magic.
Sorry for the digression.

Aposematic coloration, sadly, is useful only for those who can see. Many cannot, born that way. We call it color blindness.

They thus need assistance: true friendship and assistance from those who see clearly, to steer them away from poison, from harm.

St. Paul admonishes those who can and do see: “Preach the word; be ready in season and out of season; reprove, rebuke, and exhort, with complete patience and teaching.” 2 Timothy 4:2.

That is responsibility.

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But Nature Does Not Color All Poison

Nature does not advertise every danger. Mushrooms show us how this works.

Poisonous mushrooms did not evolve to look like edible mushrooms. It was the other way around. Edible mushrooms evolved to look like poisonous mushrooms.

Why?

Because poison mushrooms have a winning formula. No one messes with them. “Let’s begin to look like them.”

So thus it was that the good imitated the bad. Reason? To survive.

Does this sound familiar?

Reminiscent of a church becoming more and more worldly, in order to “survive” as they defined survival to be?

But let’s leave that train of thought for a second.

No. Let’s remain there.

In order to survive, the Church, sorry, the good mushrooms took on the nature of the world, the bad mushrooms.

And so the spiritually hungry, the stragglers searching for food, walking in unfamiliar terrain, see these perfectly formed mushrooms, the kind Grandma made soup with.

See that? Grandma made mushrooms familiar. Grandma told us, as we made our way into the world, “Go to church every Sunday!” See that?

So?

So, the spiritually hungry, searching for food for the soul, in unfamiliar terrain, see these perfectly formed spiritual mushrooms.

Grandma would have known the difference.
She has been round the world twice or thrice, seen almost everything under the sun.

She would not pick those mushrooms, but 9 out of 10 times, you will pick wrong. You ingest the poison. It does not kill immediately. It simply grows in you.

That is how deception works.

Scripture never warned us that the Antichrist would look monstrous. It warned us he would look convincing. It warned us he would resemble light.

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St. Paul speaks directly about false apostles.
He says he will continue his work in order to undercut those who boast and claim equality with the true apostles.

See that?

It is of utmost importance that all true apostles speak out.

If you are not speaking out in these days of multidimensional heresies, leaning on lazy theology, absolving yourselves with “God can use anybody,” St. Paul calls you out.

Read it yourself: https://biblehub.com/2_corinthians/11-12.htm

We’ve got to move on.

Paul calls them what they are: false apostles, deceitful workers, masquerading as apostles of Christ.

He did not hide under the huge “God can use anyone” umbrella and hail false apostles, deceitful workers, masquerading as apostles of Christ, devastating the Christscape.

Paul goes on to explain why this should not surprise us, for Satan himself masquerades as an angel of light.

Here are the Bible verses quoted verbatim:

But what I do, I will also continue to do, that I may cut off the opportunity from those who desire an opportunity to be regarded just as we are in the things of which they boast.

For such are false apostles, deceitful workers, transforming themselves into apostles of Christ.

And no wonder! For Satan himself transforms himself into an angel of light.

2 Corinthians 11:12–14

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The death cap does not scream, “I am death.” It whispers, “I am dinner.”

The false prophet whispers: “I am the bread of life... the bread of life... whoever comes to me shall not hunger, and whoever believes in me shall never thirst.”

There is no greater lie than that, and that is the tragedy.

It looks like what you need.

It offers itself as bread, never as destruction.

Like the toxic mushroom does not look alien. It looks like food.

Exactly like a counterfeit gospel looks like Christianity.

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Delayed Consequences

One of the most unsettling aspects of the death cap is this: symptoms are delayed. After ingestion, a person may feel fine for hours. Sometimes a day. Then liver failure begins.

In theological symbolism, deception often works the same way. It does not destroy immediately. It reassures first. It flatters. It stabilizes. It promises. Only later does the internal damage surface.

That is a sobering metaphor.

The forest contains true nourishment, but it also contains convincing counterfeits.

In Matthew 7:16, we are told, “By their fruits you shall know them.” The warning is not about appearances. It is about outcomes.

And what is the fruit of the antichrist?

Death.

Not always immediate. Not always dramatic. But eventual. A slow hollowing out.

The dead cannot cry out for justice. Discernment thus matters before the harvest, not after.

Not everything that grows is good.
Not everything that glows is light.
Not everything that calls itself bread gives life.

Question:
What are we consuming?
(What am I consuming?)
What will it produce in us?
(What will it produce in me?)

I rest my case.

Don Kenobi 

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