Thomas Wictor

The immorality of refusing to kill

The immorality of refusing to kill

I have social media accounts for one reason only: to improve my search-engine rankings. Not quite sure why I continue to care about my search-engine rankings, since I’m no longer a writer. My suspicion is that someday I’ll publish books again. In the meantime I endure vacuous people whom I would never engage in real life. Recently I had an exchange with a very vacuous person. She’s unaware that refusing to kill is an outrageously immoral position.

This person has managed to inform me that she’s young, pretty, and fit. I don’t care. Her mind is a sloshing goldfish bowl of slogans, trivia, hate, and peer pressure. It wouldn’t matter to me if she looked like my ideal fantasy woman, Naomi Watts.

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To me the sexiest part of a woman’s body is her brain. Idiocy is a deal breaker.

Besides, this person isn’t interested in me. She was just trying to taunt me with what she thinks is her allure. All the Jew-haters sing from the same choir book when they serenade me.

You’re old
You’re ugly
You’re lonely
You’re pathetic
You’re mentally ill

Sung to this tune.

Someday I’ll be dead too. But unlike the Jew-haters, I’m not afraid of death. I can already tell how they’re all going to die. My parents’ deaths and the suicide of my best friend in 2001 made me an expert on death. Every Jew-hater will try to outrun his or her death.

They can run, but they’ll just die tired.

So here’s the exchange I had with the hot, young Jew-hateress with a nonfunctional brain.

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Then she ran away. They always do that when required to defend their positions. Not a single one of them can do so.

She’s a Barbie Girl in the Barbie world.

Life in plastic
It’s fantastic

Barbie Girl couldn’t define Buddhism if her life depended on it, but she’s heard that it’s about peace, vegetarianism, meditating, and uttering fortune-cookie aphorisms.

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Well, the people who committed some of the most unspeakable atrocities of World War II were Buddhists. In Japan Shinto was deemed by the government a national tradition rather than a religion; the actual belief system of the Japanese was Zen Buddhism, which provided military chaplains, presided over the funerals of soldiers, and had influenced Bushido—the “Way of the Warrior”—by blessing horrific violence.

The Japanese used living humans for bayonet practice, had newspaper-sponsored beheading contents, turned women into rape-chairs, butchered prisoners of war and used their flesh as rations, and created Unit 731, which subjected mostly Chinese to mind-warping “medical” experiments. Men were dissected alive without anesthesia, for example.

We had to drop two atomic bombs on those Buddhists before they stopped, and then we had to go in and scrub out their heads.

That was a long time ago. Maybe Barbie Girl can be excused for not knowing about World War II. But in 2009 Buddhists ended a twenty-five-year civil war in Sri Lanka by using the most ruthless fighting methods any conventional army has employed since World War II. The Sri Lankans increased the size of their armed forces, bought more weapons, squeezed the Tamil Tigers of Eelam into a tiny area, and then blew the hell out of them nonstop until the Tigers surrendered.

Here’s a Sri Lankan soldier mocking the corpses of Tamil Tiger fighters who were children.

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He’s a Buddhist. But he’s a hardened, black-humored soldier, a veteran of some of the heaviest fighting so far this century, and his country had been attacked by terrorist suicide bombers since before he was born. The Buddhists of Sri Lanka finally decided that the Tamil Tigers’ brutality required extraordinary measures, and that’s how Sri Lanka won the war.

So even though Barbie Girl doesn’t know it, Buddhists are capable of killing. My guess is that Barbie Girl sees Buddhists as cute, harmless, little almost-people. When you hate one group—Jews—it’s unlikely that you’ll treat all other groups with scrupulous respect.

Barbie Girl said, “I don’t condone killing of any kind. ANY kind.”

So if Barbie Girl and I were walking along the street, and she knew I were armed with my .357 magnum revolver, and a man came out of the shadows and pushed me aside because he thought my white beard means I’m defenseless, and he pulled out a long knife and told Barbie Girl he was going to shove it between her legs and then pull upward on it as hard as he could, do you think she would oppose me shooting him dead?

Since June of 2014, several members of the anti-Israel crowd have told me that they oppose violence of any kind, for any reason.

That means they want this to continue.

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Because it’s binary: If you don’t kill them, they’re going to keep on doing that.

People who live in safe First World countries can afford to preen about their morality. The objective truth is that if you oppose killing Islamic State terrorists, you’re immoral. A woman told me that all world conflicts can be solved with “dialog, understanding, and compassion.”

Well, I feel no compassion for those who behead, so that’s out. They’ve said in plain language that there’s nothing for us to talk about: Either we submit to them, or they’ll kill us. Thus dialog is also a nonstarter. Understanding? Is an argument really being made that we need to understand mass beheadings, mass torture, mass rape, and enslavement?

If you preening Barbie Girls find it impossible to “judge” those who behead in the name of a global criminal enterprise, that’s your problem. I judge them and find them wanting. Therefore I support all measures taken to stop them.

The best artistic statement made about the morality of killing is the film Friendly Persuasion, starring Gary Cooper as Quaker Jess Birdwell.

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Birdwell is confronted by this dilemma. Though a devout Quaker, he’s also a man who refuses to simply accept orthodox party lines. Everything must be questioned and examined. Why? is his response to all of the restrictions placed on him. If you’re going to make demands, you must tell him the rationale.

Birdwell’s wife Eliza is a Quaker minister who blindly follows the letter of the law.

“Thou shalt not kill!” she shouts at her husband as the fighting of the Civil War approaches.

Even though he never says it, I know what Jess Birdwell is thinking.

Thou shalt not kill, unless…

This is the difference between the Barbie Girls of the world and those not afraid to be true individuals. Rigid adherence to arbitrary rules is a leash that Barbie Girls willingly put on and then hand to whatever master makes them feel safest. It’s the safety of the sardine, crammed together with billions of identical leashed Barbie-Girl fishies.

Those “families” of sardines are also called “bait balls.”

Their opinions don’t matter, because they’re bait. As pretty as they are, they just get eaten.


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