Thursday, February 21, 2013

What is going on in Ghana Inc.?

It was just two short months ago that Ghanaians danced on the streets to welcome the new government.

Disobeying all the traffic rules and regulations, victorious partisans of the wining party took over our major roads to do what we know best: dance ourselves silly at the least opportunity.

That the elections were marred by disturbing irregularities were not sufficient reasons for some not to enjoy themselves.

Today, the land looks desolate.

I cannot remember the last time I saw Ghana in this sorry state!

Two of life’s basics – water and electricity are in short supply.

The prices of foodstuffs are in the stratosphere.

And, please let no one throw darts into my eyes with stupid figures of declining inflation – the prices of almost everything I buy has shot up drastically.

The cost of living is, literally and figuratively, killing me.

As though the burden is not heavy enough to carry, the government, in its infinite wisdom, increased the prices of fuel, once again very drastically.

The prices of gas was increased by a whopping 50%.

Please, please let no one tell me about world prices, blah, blah blah.

I know that prices of goods fluctuates and can rise, what I do not understand is why a government will decide to increase the price of a commodity by 50% at one go!

No, it is not done!

What is sensible is to make gradual increments so that citizens will hardly notice.

I have never use this column for personal complaint and I’m not about to start, but I will call on those in authority to gear up their acts.

Let no one deceive herself that things are well with us. Let no one engage in any stupid propaganda about the state of our national affairs: things are simply not well.

And I’m being very moderate in my choices of words.

It is sad to visit our national capital, Accra, and see human beings dodging traffic with heavy loads of jerry cans of water on their head.

Come on, guys, this is the year 2013!

Many societies left this type of primitive situations behind two centuries ago!

It is pathetic to, to say the least, that almost sixty after we started to self-govern ourselves, we still lack the ability to provide common, yes, common water for our people.

And we have normal, intelligent people going on the radio stations to try to justify this sad state of affairs.

The least I say about those empty block-heads the better.

I feel totally scandalized when I listened to officials of the water company telling us that the filters used in treating the water have broken down, and that it’d take several months to replace them.


Am I being too intelligent or are some people just plain STUPID?

It is a given that being mechanical gadgets, water filters are bound to break down.

It is simply the immutable laws of physics that anything mechanical will, sooner or later, break down.

This is where PLANNING comes into the equation.

I abhor physical violence, but I’m glad that I was not close to the dunce-head of official who come on the airwaves to make the silly ratiocinations.

What are our officials paid to do if not to stay in their opulent offices and draw up plans on how to get us basic services, and make sure that equipment are well-maintained and replaced as when due?

Why else do we remunerate them so handsomely?

Why else do we give them those big jeeps with which they drive us off the roads with their sirens?

As though that were not enough, another official from the Electricity Company of Ghana (ECG) was on JoyFM (Monday, February 18, 2013) to give the nauseating news that his outfit has not started load-shedding!

My part of Kasoa have been kept in darkness for two solid days and yet, an official of the company that collect my money every month, had the effrontery to come on air to tell us that we ain’t seen nothing yet.

And he got away with it!

What exactly is going on in the land?

What is it that makes it impossible for us to do what other human beings are, as a matter of routine, doing almost effortlessly – generate and distribute enough electricity for domestic and industrial use?

When I looked through my electricity bills, I discovered that the prices has been increased over 400% over the last few years.

Almost yearly, the electricity asked for and get permission to increase their tariffs. We lodge our ineffectual complains but they get their way with promises that services will improve.

The authority charged with ensuring that the service providers keep their part of the bargain, the Public Utility Regulatory Commission (PURC) is effeminate to the point of uselessness.

I even listened to one PURC official on the radio the other day pathetically threatening hell and brimstone. The reporter failed to ask the moron why threaten when you have the power to act?

Why didn’t the PURC simply sanction one of the utility providers to jolt them out of their somnambulism, rather than coming on the air with ubber stupid nonsensical effusions?

I don’t know by what magic it is accomplished, but I also discover that I pay almost the same bill every month, irrespective of whether or not I was supplied with electricity!

I honestly would not mind very much how much the ECG charge me, as long as they can provide me with the electricity to earn my living, pay my bill and cater for my family.

Which brings us to the point I made recently about the pointlessness of the president traveling abroad to canvas for investors.
I meant well, but it appears that many people did not take kindly to my telling the president to stop wasting his time by travelling abroad to woo investors.

Many did not understand the reason I adduced for advising the president to stop wasting his (our) money, time and energy on foreign forays that will not yield any positive results.

Of course, the foreigners will welcome our president with wide smiles and high protocol, but that would be that.

They will exchange the normal banter, make the necessary noises but will they ask themselves why we lack the intelligence to see the stupidity of our forays.

The countries our leaders begged for direct investments all have embassies or high commissions in our country.

The officials at these foreign missions are paid to keep their eyes and ears firmly on the ground and appraise their governments on the state of affairs in our dear republic.

We may have a penchant for celebrating, deluding and praising ourselves to high heavens, but these foreigners will tell their governments nothing but the unalloyed truth.

They will tell about how our menfolk, womenfolk and children wake up at dawn with jerry cans and other containers to search for water.

They will tell about how we mindlessly broke our electricity company into three incoherent parts, with none of them able to tell us who is responsible for what.

They will tell about how the generation and distribution of electricity remains a major production in our dear land, despite all our boastful chest-beating and all that.

They will tell about the long queue for gas, even when we celebrate ourselves as the Gateway to Africa.

They will relate how we foolishly signed agreements that make foreign companies cart our oil away in crude form, only for us to import refined petroleum products, whilst our only refinery is deprived of crude oil.

They will tell about how we continue to destroy our environment by our using trees as fuel for cooking in the year 2013.
They will tell about the innumerable big, big jeeps on our barely motorable roads.

They will tell about how our big men us off roads with their sirens.

The envoys will tell their government how profligate we are, and how we do not spare any efforts when it comes to making our officials comfortable.

They will tell about how we maintain the most expensive type of government money can buy.

They will recount how the executive branch of our government hiked their pay and back-dated it?

They will relate how we increased the number of our legislators (even though none of them have introduce a single private member bill since the dawn of history), give them US$50,000 for car loan (even though they all already own cars); and another 50,000 cedis as house allowance, even though they all own houses in Accra.

The legates will tell about the general indiscipline in our land.

They will tell about how, in the name of freedom, our people break any and all laws, and get away with it.

Honestly, I think we all should feel terribly scandalized by the current state of affairs in our beloved republic.

How on earth do we get to the point whereby two of life’s basic – water and light, come to be in short supply in this age and time in our country?

We ought to be outraged when people we pay handsomely to do a job come out to give us pathetically silly excuses on why the jobs are not being done.

We ought to feel ashamed to see our country reduced to this level by sheer incompetence of officials.

It is time we tell our elite that we are thoroughly fed us with their poor performance.

We should make them know that we feel terribly let down.

Monday, February 18, 2013

American Dream (Satire)

It is easy to become a satellite today without even being aware of it. This country can seduce God. Yes, it has that seductive power - the power of dollarism. You can cuss out colonialism, imperialism and other isms, but it is hard for you to cuss out dollarism. When they drop those dollars on you, your soul goes away.” - Malcolm X

And so you want to get an American visa
To go where they say the living is easier
Since you were young you’ve been told
You can get anything there
But, it’s not so.
See, the matter is very steep for all
Equal opportunity is the call
But words without deeds is like garden
Full of weeds
So you better take heed
So you better beware
You better take care
Cause you might be heading for a nightmare
Why do you slumber from January to December?
Dream only last while you sleep
You better look before you leap
.” - Jimmy Cliff, ‘American Dream.’

The gentleman looked thirty-something. He was dressed very conservatively - three-piece suit, jacket, a very colourful and very loud tie, plus all the works.

I observed him from my vantage position. Now and then he studies a leaf of paper and smiles deliriously. I was intrigued.

He doesn’t look crazed to me though; but you never know. And those irrational smiles!

Holding my drink firmly, I zigzagged around the tables, curtsying to guests. I emerged in front of him and bare my ivories to him in a toothy smile. “How do you do?” I asked and settled down in an empty seat in front of him.

With a wicked smile dancing on his handsome Ewe face, he scans my face. He seems to like what he saw and declared: “My broda, I go buy you drink.”

“Rainy day on the Lotto?” I ask my greatly bemused companion.

He looks at my face, glances at the paper, gives another of his mysterious smiles and shakes his head. “My broda, this one e pass Lotto, sef.” He tells me, waving the paper like a prized possession. “Who say God e no dey, ehn! Me, Godwin, son of Gadabo himself, I go go America, ah!”

The guy was drinking Coca-Cola; I knew that it’d be difficult to get drunk on that. Perhaps he’d been imbibing somewhere else. He doesn’t look drunk to me, though. He holds the leaf of paper very close to his chest, so I couldn’t read what was on it.

“You going to America?” I asked him, trying my best to pry the secrets from him.

“By HIS grace, I go go. My ancestors are not asleep. Even if na only one man they call for the whole of Ghana, dat go be me.” He vows, beating his chest vigorously.

I still didn’t understand his riddles so I formally asked him to explain. He takes some time deciding whether or not to impart the secrets. He cast a long look around the tables, the way they do in spy-movies. Satisfied that there were no enemies lurking in dark corners, he tells me his story.

The paper he’s cradling was the receipt for his application for the American Green Card Lottery. The whole of Africa had been granted fifty or so thousand places and, according to him, millions are fighting to get aboard. The paper was evidence that his application had been accepted - like thousands others. The raffle would soon be drawn.

That, however, was enough reason for Godwin, the son of Gadabo, to celebrate.

“So you want to go to America?” I asked

He gave me a scornful look. “Why did you ask me if I want to go to America? Who no wan go America, you no wan go? You see man wey no wan go America before?”

“I know of many people who are not dying to go to the U.S.A. Why is it so important for you to go to America? Why all the crazy smiles?”

“You lie me, bad!” Godwin Gadabo cries like an outraged housewife. “No man who has the chance will not choose to go to America. Whether you jealous sef, or you be craze.”

“I am not jealous and kindly let my doctor decide the state of my sanity. Tell me, why you want to go to America.”

He smiles a very wide smile. “God in heaven, this man ask me why I want to go to America! Plenty reasons. Do you think that I do not like better things? If I can get to Yankee, all my problems are solved, period. Don’t you see all our burgers? Don’t you see the big cars they bring home; the big mansions they put up? I know people who go Yankee for one year, and they build fine storey building for their village. They bring two or three cars and they have more dollars in their pockets than many of our local banks. Do you think that Godwin, the son of Gadabo himself, wants to die in poverty? You think sey I no like better things?”

I gave him a wry smile, “Your optimism is commendable, but it’s not everyone in America that has a car and a big mansion. There are also poor people in America.”

“Blasphemy!” Godwin, the son of Gadabo ejaculates. “Poor people for America, you lie me. Have you ever been there? I think that you are just jealous. Don’t you watch the movies, where do you see poor people in America, tell me? I came here to celebrate my good luck, and here you’re trying to pour sand on my gari.”

It was my turn to laugh at the simple-mindedness of my companion. Men like these, just a shade from idiocy, get their opinion from make-believe movies. Could they really believe that all movies are real?

“Do you believe everything you watch in movies?” I asked Godwin, the son of Gadabo.

He looked genuinely shocked by my question. “Do you think that white people are lying when they make their movies? If there are poor people in America we should see them in the American movies, don’t you think so? Unlike in our Ghana, everything in America is neat, tidy and big. Everybody has his own car plus his own palace. You don’t have to work hard. Don’t you see that they don’t work as hard as we do in Ghana? You see them, when they need money, they take out their wallets and put a plastic into a wall and money comes out. White men are magicians! And you are asking why I want to go to America. Do you think that I’d like to die in poverty?”

“But there are also poor people in America. There are people in America trying hard to make ends meet.” I insisted

“Maybe you lie. Or, maybe they don’t want to work. In Yankee, there is big opportunity for everyone. Poor people for America, tcheew. You lie bad.”

This fellow is beyond redemption. “Look, young man,” I cried, raising my voice. “Either you’re inebriated or you are the biggest moron this side of the ape divide. Movies are simply optical illusions concocted to entertain. They do not represent objective realities, except, perhaps, to muttonheads like you. Take it from me, behind the Hollywood-inspired facade of general prosperity and contentment for all are serious, even grave, economic and social problems. You don’t see them in your movies because that is not the image America wants to portray to the world. Those who want to portray their land as the Paradise on earth know what they are doing. The simple fact is that there is no society created by man that hasn’t got its share of worldly problems. America propagandists create the illusions that their land is an Oasis of opulence, an Island of contentment, and a land flowing with milk and honey. They don’t tell you about the streets and neighborhoods that are virtual war-zones. They don’t tell you about the gigantic ghettoes. They tell you not about the Indian plantations. They don’t inform you about the drug-problems, the street violence, the social, economic and financial pressures, the stressful lives people live, the deep sense of alienation. No, they show you only America-The-Beautiful where young men, with no apparent means of income, are driving around, wining and dining the whole day. They make you believe that everyone lives in palace with swimming pools. They want your head to dance with the vision of men driving one kilometer-long limousines, with beautiful damsels hanging on their shoulders. Of course, they make you believe that it is yours just for the asking. They show you how to get money from walls without telling you that you must have put the money there beforehand. They paraded glitters before your eyes, forgetting to tell you the rat race you must run before attaining them. The master-illusionists are busy concocting magic to wow you to hate your own country and dream of nothing but emigrating to America. Here you are gleefully celebrating your own enslavement.”

“Me,” Godwin, the son of Gadabo, wails, “who enslaved me?”

“No one is enslaving you but yourself. A great pity many Africans do not take their history seriously and they do not allow that history to be their guide. We always believe in the altruism of the Europeans. Our minds are so totally polluted that HE only has to whistle and we are jumping up and down like mindless dogs. You think that America is doing you a big favor by throwing a lottery at you. ‘Come to our land of opportunity for all,’ they tell you and you’re vibrating with gratitude. Why don’t you ask yourself when America developed such large humanitarian heart? If America is dying to give equal opportunity to all, it should start by giving it to the Indians in the plantations or the Black Americans they have quarantined in their numerous ghettoes and prisons. The white man is again doing what he has been doing since the beginning of time: Emptying our lands of all resources - both human and material. In years gone by, they came with guns and slave-ships and enslaved millions of our people. Now they only have to throw a Lottery and our best and brightest are falling over themselves to answer the master’s call. If America has such a charitable heart and is dying to help, why doesn’t it ask us to send them our illiterate folks so that they can help train them? No, all they asked are Africans with some education and some skills. Our professional class has emptied itself into Euro-America. Most of them are cleaning toilets and flipping hamburgers. Those are the crops with which modern societies are built. This is our greatest tragedy in Africa! We trained our youths at great cost, and when the time comes for them to help in developing our society, Euro-American bribe-masters come calling. After enticing away those of our people who could help us, they then send us their very expensive ‘development specialists.’ Development experts who are incapable of developing anything except their bank accounts. They keep us, with our connivance I should add, in perpetual tutelage and laugh at our historic stupidity

“Don’t you think that they are helping by taking those who cannot find jobs? Look at how much our ‘burgers’ are sending home. Don’t you see the amount they are bringing on holidays? Don’t you see how many cars they are sending home?” Godwin argues.

I countered him with great emotions, “Our burgers are among our greatest tragedies! If they tell you the true story of Euro-America, I’m sure you’ll not be caught celebrating for going there. I see how brainwashed our burgers have become in perpetuating the myth of a paradisaical Euro-America. I see them come on holiday and spend money as though it was going out of fashion. I see them spend a few years in Euro-America and become totally useless to the societies that raised them. I see the cars and the money they are sending. All they are doing is jolly and well, but we need their brains more than their dollars. We NEED THEM MORE THAN EURO-AMERICA NEEDS THEM. There is limit to what money alone can do in developing a nation. Knowledge, human knowledge, is the key. That is what is in short supply in Africa and, tragically, that is what we are exporting! Our human capital is what America set out to get and they throw a Lottery at us and, instead of our bemoaning our tragic fate, we are rolling out the drums in great celebration!”

“I think you hate America? If everything be so bad, why they go ask people to come to their country?”

“I don’t hate America, I hate hypocrisy. I hate American hypocrisy. I hate American thievery. Have you asked yourself why Americans are escaping the paradise they have created on earth?”

He found some humour in my assertion and laughs broadly, his strong and sparkling Ewe teeth dazzle brightly, “Now, you lie. Americans escaping. Escaping to where?”

“I don’t mean your everyday political or economic asylum-seeking. Which country has the world’s worst drug-problem? If American is such a wonderful place why are Americans abusing every concoction known to chemistry? You have no need for drug if your life is fulfilling. Americans are the world champions when in come to drug abuse. They have succeeded in creating an Elysium on earth where human beings need pharmaceutical assistance to survive.

Wagging a thick fingered in my face, Godwin shouted, “You are a master propagandist. I think that you are trying to discourage me; in which case you are wasting your breath. You want to dim my star wey wan shine, God no go gree.”

“God knows that it is impossible to tell lie against America, if only because the country is such a monstrosity. I only regret the waste - I mean our waste. Young man like yourself who should be aiming higher spend the best part of their lives dreaming of escaping to Euro-America, believing that their problems are solved if they can leave Africa.

“I know that you don’t like the country but why are you trying to pollute my mind? I know that all you are saying are lies. If America no give we money, how come they say it?”

“You mentioned propaganda a while ago. With enough propaganda machinery you can say anything and make it stick.”

The youth could take it no more. Giving me a disdainful glance, he stands up, inserts his ticket into a folder, wraps it in a cellophane holder for added security and readjusts his tie, “I am leaving before you contaminate me. Wish me well. I go go America whether or not you like it. I hope that you’ll be around in few years when I come back. My people back home will compose songs in my name. I go famous. Kai! Godwin, the son of Gadabo, you go make am. Amen!”

Friday, February 8, 2013

Stop teaching the Christian Bible to school children

"A fact never went into partnership with a miracle. Truth scorns the assistance of wonders. A fact will fit every other fact in the universe, and that is how you can tell whether it is or is not a fact. A lie will not fit anything except another lie." - Robert Green Ingersoll

"If a man would follow, today, the teachings of the Old Testament, he would be a criminal. If he would follow strictly the teachings of the New, he would be insane." - Robert Green Ingersoll

"The inspiration of the Bible depends upon the ignorance of the gentleman who reads it." - Robert Green Ingersoll

“I charge and purpose to prove, from unimpeachable texts and historical records, and by authoritative clerical confessions, beyond the possibility of denial, evasion, or refutation:

1. That the Bible, in its every Book and in the strictest legal and moral sense, is a huge forgery.”

2. That every Book of the New Testament is a forgery of the Christian Church; and every significant passage in those Books, on which the fabric of the Church and principal dogmas are founded, is a further and conscious later forgery, wrought with definite fraudulent intent.”

3. Especially, and specifically, that the famous “Petrine text” – “Upon this Rock I will build my church” – the cornerstone of the gigantic fabric of imposture, - and the other, “Go, teach all nations,” – were never uttered by the Jew Jesus, but are palpable and easily-proven late Church forgeries.

4. That the Christian Church, from its inception in the first little Jewish-Christian religious societies until it reached the apex of its temporal glory and moral degradation, was a vast and tireless forgery mill.” – Joseph Wheless,‘Forgery in Christianity,’ pp. xviii-xix.

Last week, I had an experience that both shocked and shook me profoundly. A video documentary expedition took me to Amanfro, a suburb of Accra, the Ghanaian capital.

Part of the activities took us to a school where a Bible-reciting contest took place.

I watched in horror as school children were turned into mindless Zombies and awarded marks and gifts for abilities to recite, machine-like, quotations from the Christian Bible.

I was totally flabbergasted that these types of stupid brain-washing go on in our schools.

I was shocked to see that these types of utterly senseless exercises are what go for education in our dear country.

I was both sad and angry to see that Christians have been allowed to extend their cravenly-mindless propaganda to our schools, and are allowed to pollute the minds of our children with their special brand of lies.

I have no problem whatever with any grown up person who believes in whatever he fancies for religion.

I have problem however when the Christians are allowed to force-feed little children (our future leaders) with their jejune

And I find it most abhorrent to see little innocent children being exposed to the Christian lies, absurdities, indecencies, violence and atrocities at such impressionable ages.

What exactly is the point of teaching the Christian Bible in our schools?

How do we tell our children to abhor lies and then turn around to feed them on the consciously-forged lies of the bible?

How do we expect our children to be moral, ethical and righteous when we forced them to read all the lies, forgeries, absurdities, atrocities, larcenies, pornography and wholesome violence of the Christian Bible?

Why do we entrust the moral education of our children to parasitical priests, who make their good living on telling bare-faced lies about a desert god named Jehovah, his invented son named Jesus and a book packed full of lies they called a Bible?

I have said it several times that I do not know why the Christians fail to realize the enormous damage they do to their god by their claim that he commanded to be written, the pack of lies, atrocities and absurdities we see in the Christian Bible.

The simple truth is that from beginning to the end, the Christian bible is a pack of lies and forgeries.

Aside from Ecclesiastes, absolutely none of the forged books in the Bible make any sense whatever.

In the age when few people can read and write, dishonest and lying priests can claim that their book was inspired by a god and that it was free of errors.

The pious Christians priests knew then that they were lying; that was the only reason why they discouraged people from learning to read and write.

The desire to maximize their power and wealth was the only reason the priests burned people who learned to read until Martin Luther and other brave souls gallantly put a stop to it.

The desire to live on alms and plunder was the only reason the priests made their god frowned upon eating from the fruit of knowledge at the pain of death!

Today, only the most dishonest, lying and ignorant priest can make the claim that the Bible was inspired or that it was free of stupid errors.

The history of the how the Bible was compiled is too well documented for anyone to claim that it was inspired by a god, even a dreadful one like Jehovah.

There are enough historical documents available (for free) to debunk the Christians’ claim about the accuracy and the inspiration of their Bible.

In philosophy, when the premise of a proposition is false, it is a given that the proposition cannot be correct.

If the Christian Bible opens with a lie (as it demonstrably does), we can safely assume that the whole pack was false, since the whole edifice was constructed on the original lie.

Let us examine some of the lies on which the Christian religion is foundated.

The first sentence of the translated Bible is a falsification and forgery of the highest importance. We read with awed solemnity of faith: ‘In the beginning God created the heaven and the earth’ (Gen. 1.1). The Hebrew word for God is el; the plural is elohim, gods. The Hebrew text of Genesis 1.1 reads: “Bereshith bara elohim,” etc., - “in-beginning created gods the heavens and the-earth.” And in the same chapter we read in Hebrew honestly translated, thirty times the word “elohim,” gods, to whom are attributed all the works of creation in six peculiar “days” of Genesis. This is plainly evident from the Hebrew texts of Genesis I, which even false intention could not hide in translation, “And-said elohim (gods), Let-US-make man (adam) in-image-OUR, after-likeness-OURS” (1,26). And when “adam” had eaten of the forbidden fruit of the tree of knowledge, “the Lord God” said, “Behold, the-man has become like one of US, to know good and evil” (III, 27). And when the Tower of Babel was abuilding, “The Lord (Hebrew Yahveh) said… Come, let US go down,” etc. And thus, some 2,570 times the plural, elohim, gods, is used in the Hebrew text, but is always falsely translated “God” in the false singular, when speaking of the Hebrew deity, Yahveh.

“There was no first “Adam,” according to the Hebrew texts of the story. The word adam in Hebrew is a common noun, mean man in a generic sense; in Genesis 1,26, we have read: “And elohim (gods) said, Let us make adam (man)”; and so “elohim created ha-adam (the-man); … male and female created he them” (1,27). And in the second story, where man is first made alone: “Yahveh formed ha-adam (the-adam) out of the dust of ha-hadam – the ground” (11,7). Man is called in Hebrew adam because formed out of adamah, the ground; just as in Latin man is called homo because formed from humus, the ground, - homo ex humo, in the epigram of Father Lactantius… The forging of the common noun adam into a mythical proper name Adam, was a post-exilic fraud in the forging of the fictitious genealogies from “in the beginning” to Father Abraham.” - (Joseph Wheless, “Forgery in Christianity,” pp. 75-77.)

It might interest the Christians to know that:

i. A Persian story also had a god created the world in six days. The story also had a man called Adama and a woman called Evah. And we know that the Persian story is far older than the plagiarized Hebrew version.
ii. The very word “Eden” is derived from the Persian word heden, meaning "garden."
iii. The Akkadian also have their own “Adamu” story.

“In popular belief the story of Abraham is very simple. His original name was Abram, and he lived in “Ur of the Chaldees”; but God called him and change his name to Ab-ra-ham, which is the Hebrew for “the father of many peoples.”
“Blessed are the ignorant, for they have no difficulties. The word Abraham does not mean “the father of many peoples.” No Hebrew scholar can make it mean anything. It has no meaning in Hebrew. Abram may have come from Ur; but it was not a “city of the Chaldees” until ages afterwards.” (Joseph McCabe, “The Story of Religious Controversy,” pp. 126-133).

“The simple fact is that the New Testament, as we know it, is a helter-skelter accumulation of more or less discordant documents, some of them probably of respectable origin but others palpably apocryphal, and that most of them, the good along with the bad, show unmistakable signs of having been tampered with. ‘No Biblical scholar of any standing today,” says Weigall, “whether he be a clergyman or a layman, accepts the entire New Testament as authentic; all admits that many errors, misunderstandings and absurdities have crept into the story of Christ’s life and other matters.” (H.L. Mencken, “Treatise On The Gods,” pp. 209-220).

The most colossal of the blunders of the Septuagint translators, supplemented by the most insidious, persistent and purposeful falsification of text, is instanced in the false translation of the notoriously false pretended “prophecy” of Isaiah vII, 14 – frauds which have the most disastrous and fatal consequences for Christianity, and to humanity under its blight; the present exposure of which would instanter destroy the false faith built on these frauds.

“The Greek priest who forged the “Gospel according to St. Matthew,” having before him the false Septuagint translation of Isaiah, fables the Jewish Mary yielding to the embraces of the Angel Gabriel to engender Jesus, and backs it up by an appeal to the Septuagint translation of Isaiah VII, 14: “Behold, a virgin shall be with child, and shall bring forth a son, and they shall call his name Emmanuel.
” (Matt. V, 23.)

Isaiah’s original Hebrew, with the mistranslated words underscored, reads: “Henneh ha-almah harah ve-yeldeth ben ve-karath she-o Immanuel”; - which, falsely translated by the false pen of the pious translators, runs thus in the English: “behold, a virgin shall conceive and bear a son, and shall call his name Immanuel.” (Isa. vII,14.)

The Hebrew words ha-almah mean simply the young woman; and harah is the Hebrew past or perfect tense, “conceived,” which in Hebew, as in English, represents past and completed action. Honestly translated, the verse read: “Behold, the young woman has conceived – (is with child) – and beareth a son and calleth his name Immanuel.”

Almah means simply a young woman, of marriageable age, whether married or not, or virgin or not; in a broad sense exactly like girl or maid in English, when we say shop-girl, parlor-girl, bar-maid, without reference to or vouching for her technical virginity, which, in Hebrew, is always expressed by the word bethulah. But in the Septuagint translation into Greek, the Hebrew almah was erroneously rendered into the Greek pathenos, virgin, with the definite article ha in Hebrew, and e in Greek, (the), rendered into the indefinite “a” by latter falsifying translators… And Jerome falsely used the Latin word Virgo.

As early as the Second Century B.C., “ says the distinguished Hebrew scholar and critic, Solomon Reinach, “the Jews perceived the error and pointed it out to the Greeks; but the Church knowingly persisted in the false reading, and for over fifteen centuries she has clung to her error.” - Joseph Wheless, “Forgery in Christianity,” pp. 62-65

We have thus established the fact that the book Christians peddle as the word of their God is nothing but pack of consciously forged lies.

Those that are interested to read about the true origin of the New Testament can begin their search here:

The stories that the Christian solemnly preach to their gullible congregation are mere collections and re-hashed stories, myths and legends from Babylon, Chaldean, Mesopotamian, Egyptian and other places the Hebrews collected from their wanderings around the ancient world.

It was a Roman emperor that called a conference in Nice in present day Turkey, which ratified the books collected into the Bible. The Priests were inspired only by greed and desire to maximize their power and profit.

You can read more about the conference here:

The Christian Bible is not only a collection of dangerously forged lies; it contains enough indecencies and atrocities that it should be kept away from decent people, especially our children.

How do we expect our children to be upright when we allow them to read such atrocities like the story of Achan and Elisha?

How do we preach morality, love, honesty and ethics when we have ignoble, dishonest and lying priests as instructors of morality and ethics in our schools?

My humble plea is that the Christian Bible should cease to be used as a moral guide for our children in our schools.
Pray, what morals are children supposed to learn from Biblical stories and quotes like:

1. Abraham marrying his father’s daughter – “And yet indeed she is my sister; she is the daughter of my father, but not the daughter of my mother, and she became my wife.” - Gen 20:12.

2. Lot’s offers his two daughters to a mob – “Behold now, I have two daughters which have not known man; let me, I pray you, bring them out unto you, and do ye to them good as is good in your eyes.” – Gen 19:8.

3. Two daughters of Lot seduced their father – Gen 19:30-38.

4. Zipporah has to circumcise her son in order to restrain the Lord from killing Moses – “And it came to pass by the way in the inn, that the Lord met him, and sought to kill him. Then Zipporah took a sharp stone, and cut off the foreskin of her son, and cast it at his feet, and said, surely a bloody husband art thou to me.” ”-Exodus 4:24-26.

5. Ammon ravishes his sister Tamar – 2 Sam. 13:1-14.

6. Women conceive after interviews with prophets – Manoah’s wife (Judges xiii, 3, 6, 9, 24). Elkanah’s wife (Sam I, 1, 2, 17,20) the Shunnamite and Elisha (Kings II, iv, ii, 16, 17).

7. Kind David is revived by a virgin – Kings I, I, 1-4).

8. "I will send wild beasts among you, which shall rob you of your children," and "ye shall eat the flesh of your sons and daughters." But if you humble your uncircumcised heart, God won't do all these nasty things to you. It's your choice. Leviticus 26: 16-41.

9. "The spirit of the Lord came mightily upon Samson and he found a new jawbone of an ass ... and took it, and slew 1000 men therewith." Judges 15:14-15.

10. God offers David a choice of punishments for having conducted the census: 1) seven years of famine (1 Chr.21:12 says three years), 2) three months fleeing from enemies, or 3) three days of pestilence. David can't decide, so God chooses for him and sends a pestilence, killing 70,000 men (and probably around 200,000 women and children). 2 Samuel 24: 13.

11. Anyone who adds to the words in Revelation (or to the rest of the Bible?) will be struck with plagues, and anyone that tries to remove anything from it will have his name removed from the book of life. Rev. 22:18-19.

The doctrine of eternal punishment is in perfect harmony with the savagery of the men who made the orthodox creeds. It is in harmony with torture, with flaying alive, and with burnings. The men who burned their fellow-men for a moment, believed that God would burn his enemies forever.” - Robert Green Ingersoll.

Wise saying:

" Never use both feet to test the depth of the sea." - African proverb