Put down your symbols of torture for a moment, grab a couple of cold beers and some good old pagan Easter Eggs, and consider something more uplifting than the bloodstained Easter story.
Here, courtesy of Lindsay Perigo, is his wholly revised, updated and uplifted Sermon on the Mount.
Blessed are the poor in spirit—when they become rich in spirit and matter, for theirs will be the kingdom of earth.
Blessed are they who mourn—when they get over it.
Blessed are the meek—when they acquire pride, for then they shall inherit the earth.
Blessed are they which do hunger and thirst after individual rights—when they rise up for their cause, for then they shall become free.
Blessed are the merciful—when they learn to discriminate, for then they shall obtain justice.
Blessed are the pure in heart, since to be pure in heart they must be using their brains.
Blessed are the peacemakers—when they learn that peace doesn't come at any price, and wipe tyrants off the map.
Blessed are ye when men shall revile you and persecute you and shall say all manner of evil against you falsely—when those men be the High Priests of Islam, Christianity, Socialism, Postmodernism, and all other manner of unreason.
Blessed are the rational, the independent, the honest, the sincere, the productive, the just, the justly proud; the scientists and capitalists; the poets, singers and symphonists of love and thought—for theirs is the glory of man.
Rejoice, and be exceeding glad, for great is your reward on earth—when you have earned it, and it is not the fruit of a bailout.
Ye are the salt of the earth—but if the salt has lost its savour, wherewith shall it be salted? If ye become tame as sheeple, ye shall be trodden under the feet of politicians and bureaucrats and postmodern philosophers. Be ye instead the light of the world. Do not hide that light under a bushel, but let it so shine before men that they may see your vision of reason and freedom, and glorify it, and bring it to pass on earth.
Amen. Hope you’re all having a good one yourself.