Foxes In Waste Places – A Monologue

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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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