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|Wednesday, March 16th, 2005|
Yesterday my little boy, Jesus Jr., came home from school and was crying. I asked him why he was crying and he told me he just didn't know what to think anymore. I was like, "what in the goddamn!? This kid is only like 8 or 9 or so and he's already thinking things like that!?!" I asked him what had happened and he said that his teacher, Mr. Jones, said that Brian Nichols was a no-account rapist and a murdering satanic beast. Well, I went into some sort of rage and the next thing I knew I woke up in the floor with my house trashed. I guess it made me so mad to think that kids in America are FORCED to go to school and hear LIES. First off, Brian Nichols is NOT a rapist. He made that clear when he escaped from his trial. Second, it hasn't been proven that he's a murderer....ever hear of a little thing called evidence? Where's the evidence. Third thing, I know he's a murderer, but that's the Whole POINT! He did it for reasons that most people can't even comprehend except in a totally abstract way...and I don't think many 9 year olds are thinking like that. Fourth, even if you could prove that Brian Nichols was a murderer, which you can't, the thing is, he doesn't care. And, the whole other reason that he killed those people was because of his super-keen sense of humor. People don't even get the joke and it's one of the best ones ever.
The last thing is that even if he did kill those people, he was sent by GOD. Ashley Smith said so herself.
That teacher is gonna get it.
"There's something happening here
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mr. Jones?" - Some Hippie
|Tuesday, March 15th, 2005|
So do the CARRS AND NICHOLS.
|Thursday, August 26th, 2004|
"Our new government is founded upon exactly the opposite ideal; its foundations are laid, its cornerstone rests, upon the great truth that the negro is not equal to the white man; that slavery is his natural and normal condition."
--Alexander Stephens, Vice President of the Confederate States of America
|Wednesday, August 11th, 2004|
Ode to gas
I'll light the fire
You burn the corpses of the jews
That we gassed today
Our Reich is a very, very fine Reich
By Crosby Stills, and Nash
|Thursday, August 5th, 2004|
Ali G is a god
In my country there is problem,
And that problem is the Jew.
They take everybody's money,
They never give it back.
Throw the Jew down the well,
So my country can be free.
You must grab him by his horns,
Then we have big party.
If you see the Jew coming,
You must be careful of his teeth.
You must grab him by his money,
And I tell you what to do...
Throw the Jew down the well
So my country can be free
You must grab him by his horns
Then we have big party
Throw the Jew down the well
So my country can be free
You must grab him by his horns
Then we have big party!
No seriously, If Ali G ever came to my town, I wouldn't be afraid of shit because he's so Zeus-like, nothing bad could ever happen in his presence. Oh yea, Throw the Jew down the well, so my country can be free!
|Wednesday, July 28th, 2004|
Brothers, I know it's been awhile since you've heard from your free_the_carrs
moderator, but recently, I've had a revelation.
As some of you may know, I've been working on a play documenting Hitler's youth and rise to power. It's going to be a fiesta of fun and laughs for the whole enlightened family with a hip soundtrack and smart humor.
Many of you know that when the idea to exterminate the jews (genius) originated, there was much debate as to how to go about it. At first, they tried bullets, but that was hardly economically feesable (hilarious). Then one day, there was a meeting, and I have found the perfect song for the closing of that meeting.
After the meeting when they determined final solution, Hitler rides away in his bulletproof mercedes, and ringing in his ears. A rendition of Clint Black's classic A Better ManAnd I'm leaving this meeting a better man
Killing jews this way
Jews I couldn't kill before now I think I can
And I'm leaving here a better man
The verses still need some modification, but I think the chorus is gold.
What do you think my brothers and only droogs?
|Monday, June 7th, 2004|
Rest in Peace, Mr. Ronald Reagan, AMERICA'S President. I am told from a very reliable source that with his final breath the Last True Conservative uttered, "Free... free them Carrs. Those boys were just done havin' some good ol' fashioned American fun. Freedom." I think it is important Mr. Reagan's final wish is fulfilled. This is something any TRUE patriot would understand. The Lord, Jesus Christ, immediately cured our True President of that terrible illness of the Devil Himself so he could say that single line. This was a message from God Almighty. I implore America to honour a dying man's wish or to suffer the Eternal Hellfire.
|Saturday, May 1st, 2004|
Ask not what Steve Harvey can do for you,
but ask what can YOU do for Steve Harvey!
|Sunday, April 18th, 2004|
Today we have witnessed the extremes to which the Zionist Empire will go to ensure the denial of freedom to all good people of the world only to serve their own desires. Just as that missile was fired at a resistance leader's car in Palestine so was a cell door slammed shut and the defiant flame of the valiant Carr brothers presumed extinguished. Several lives were suddenly ended by evil, despicable acts of terror. The pictures of that missile flying into that car, the Carrs on trial have filled us with disbelief, terrible sadness and a quiet, unyielding anger. These acts of mass murder were intended to frighten our brotherhood into chaos and retreat. But they failed. Our brotherhood is strong. A great community have been moved to defend a noble cause. Our brotherhood was targeted for attack because we are the brightest beacon for freedom and opportunity in the world. And no one will keep that light from shining. Today, we witnessed evil, the very worst of human nature and we will respond in due time. Our brotherhood is powerful and it is prepared. The functions of this community will continue without interruption as you can plainly see by this post. Retribution is under way for all those who are behind these evil acts. I have directed all our resources by watching no less than three separate news channels to find those responsible and bring them to justice. free_the_carrs and our friends and allies join with all those who want freedom and rape rights in the world and we stand together to win the war against terrorism.
Tonight I ask for your prayers for all those who grieve, for the children whose worlds have been shattered, for all whose sense of freedom and rape rights have been threatened. And I pray they will be comforted by a power greater than any of us spoken through the ages in Psalm 23: "Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I fear no evil for you are with me."
None of us will ever forget this day, yet we go forward to defend freedom and all that is good and just in our world. Thank you. Good night and God bless the Carrs.
|Saturday, April 17th, 2004|
The Gospel According to Tyrone
i bLeeV Dat GoD cReAteD mE 2b iN UR LyF.He picKd me OuT 4rM aLL d ReSt cOz He KnOwZ im D BeSt!AMEN! Dnt Argue wid GOD!!!oH yeah Fr3e dA CArRs man
|Saturday, April 10th, 2004|
Penance is very overdue, guys (you know who you are).
In light of it being the eve of the anniversary of my resurrection, I thought I would share a letter a friend wrote me about why the Bible sucks and the Carrs should be free. I figure there aren't too many candidates to take Jesus' place in society besides me, but if I were to go down, Jonathan and Reginald Carr are the most Jesus-like figures I can think of.
Here Goes:Dear J.C.,
I made a serious study of Christianity to find out why Christians find it so easy to be cruel, and sentence innocent people like The Carrs to death by lethal injection. I have concluded that part of the trouble is the crappy unrealistic storytelling in the New Testament. I suppose that the intent of the Gospels was to teach people, among other things, to be merciful, even to the lowest of the low. Nevertheless, the Gospels actually teach this: If you kill somebody, make sure they aren't well connected. The flaw in the Christ stories, is that Christ, who did not look like much in real life, was actually The Son of the Most Powerful Being in the Universe. People who read the Gospels understand that, so, when they come to the crucifixion part, they naturally think, "Oh, boy-they sure picked the wrong guy to lynch that time!" And "There are right people to lynch." Who are the right people to lynch? People not well connected...people like our mutual friends The Carrs.
Well, I have taken it upon myself to make a gift to all the bible-thumping Carr-hating Jesus freaks out there: A new Gospel. In MY Gospel, which is entitled, The Book of Carr, Jesus really was two black nobodies, without any connections, who like to go on weeklong raping sprees and committing all sorts of hilarious crimes. Sure, they are a pain in the neck to a lot of people with better connections than them, but they still got to say all the lovely and puzzling things Jesus said in the other gospels. They also smoked biblical drugs, directed and stared in live-pornography with 6 goofy white people, and listened to great tunes like "She's My Best Friend's Girl (and She Used to Be Mine)." At the end of MY gospel, the jews and other people amuse themselves one day by nailing The Carrs to crosses and planting the crosses in the ground. There could not possibly be any repercussions, the lynchers think, and the reader would have to think that, too, since the new Gospel hammered home again and again what a nobodies The Carrs were. Then, just before The Carrs "the nobodies" die, the heavens open up, there’s a bunch of thunder and lightning and crap, and the voice of God comes crashing down. He tells the people that he's adopting The Carrs as his sons, giving them the full powers and privileges of The Sons of the Creator of the Universe throughout all eternity. God said this: From this moment on, the Carrs will punish horribly anybody who torments a bum who does all sorts of hilarious things to make people happy.
So next time some Christian wants to bash you and go off about how badly The Carrs deserve to die and how horrible they are, read 'em a verse or two from The Book of Carr, and see if that wipes the patronizing smirks off their eternally damned faces.
Well there you have it. I recently sent my friend's letter describing The Book of Carr to Mel Gibson for approval, and he has Okayed it. He is even going to use its themes as the basis for his next movie, The Jimmie Johnson's Passion. I hope everyone has a good time realizing the errors in their ways this Easter, and hopefully now, those Carr haters will have fun seeing how wrong they are to want to imprison two of God's children. Correction: Two lambs of God named Jonnie and Reggie.
FREE THE CARRS!
Current Mood: reverent
Let me tell you what happened to me today. I was like walking on this street, right? There were these bushes and trees in this place on the side of it right so no one could see in. So like this black girl walks past me. Christ, you should have seen her with those big black titties and that negro butt... man, so I was like "WHAT WOULD THE CARRS DO!?" So I forced her into that enclosed area and I liberated her sexuality right there and then. I knew I did the right thing. I know Nelson Mandela would be proud of me just like he is very proud of the Carrs for promoting freedom and positive racial relations. I can now relate and sympathize with the Carrs in a matter I never dreamed possible. So my advice to all of you is this: if you see a really hot girl whose colour of skin is different to yours you just go ahead and liberate her! Promote understanding for the good of the human race! This is our destiny and the best way to help our ailing brothers, the Carrs. By the way, I'm posting this from a jail cell now so it would be great if you put in for a shout-out to free me too, thanks. Peace.
|Thursday, April 8th, 2004|
In a world ruled by fear, I have to ask the age-old question: What do we have to fear but fear itself?
People are scared. Scared of being fat. Scared of not being liked. Scared of being killed by terrorists. Scared of being sent to eternal damnation (and rightly so if you don't accept Jesus H. Christ as your personal Lord and Savior).
Other than going to Hell, what do we have to be afraid of?
Well, some of the bigots have said, "I'm scared that if we FREE THE CARRS! they might do the same thing they did in the first place." Well, that's a pretty dumb thing to be afraid of, seeing as we have a crazy negro bitch named Condoleezza Rice (George Bush's second in command of lying) lying her ass off about everything and getting thousands of AMERICAN citizens killed by airplanes and crazy ass shit like that.
Putting people in jail doesn't do anything but make them cease to be human. If someone wants to go out and rape and kill and do all sorts of hilarious stuff like that, let them do it. If you force them not to, you are taking away their free will, thus making them unhuman. I think that by keeping THE CARRS in jail, people are playing GOD, and the only person that is fit to play GOD is James Caviezel (who played Jesus in THE PASSION) and he is indeed one of the most ardent supporters of FREE THE CARRS!
So, next time you see that ad talking about how if you don't have hair you won't be successful, don't believe it. The next time the news says we've got to build a dome over the earth to protect it from space rocks that could kill us all, don't believe it. The next time someone says that men convicted of all sorts of hilarious crimes shouldn't be let out of prison because they might harm you, don't believe it. STOP THE FEAR!
FREE THE CARRS!
|Wednesday, April 7th, 2004|
|Monday, April 5th, 2004|
Normally I think Bob Dylan is a stupid, no-good, goddamn hippie, but he wrote a song about the Carrs and here's a verse I thought you might like:
How many years can a mountain exist
Before it's washed to the sea?
Yes, 'n' how many years can some people (THE CARRS) exist
Before they're allowed to be free?
Yes, 'n' how many times can a man turn his head,
Pretending he just doesn't see (THAT THE CARRS AREN'T FREE)?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.
Bob Dylan votes that we put Rubin Carter back in jail and FREE THE CARRS!
Once again we see how The Passion of the Christ
is really a reflection of our everyday lives. Just as the corrupt Zionist priests opted for the insane murderer instead of the martyr, the prophet, the Son of God, American society opts for evil doers such as Janet Reno instead of martyrs like the courageous Carr brothers. This is the message Mel Gibson is really trying to spread in his excellent film. It is obviously a sad reflection of our times when it is branded "anti-Semitic". In the name of the PEOPLE, yes all of us, the downtrodden, oppressed slaves of this sick society forced upon us, the Carrs struck the hammer of FREEDOM and LIBERTY which was echoed around the world. The dictators know they can't win. Now American society has a chance to better itself from the brutal Romans: free these martyrs in the name of all humanity!
|Sunday, April 4th, 2004|
It seems this community receives nothing but posts of sheer racism and white supremacy. As a human being, I am quite appalled at the mentality of some people. I believe the "victims" of the Carrs' act of heroism were guilty of white supremacy thus they really brought their own misery upon themselves. The Carrs should be hosting seminars and talk shows. They should not be rotting in prison as this system governed by racism is forcing them to. But I see the same attitude as always regarding the Caucasian people. They will continually believe they are innocent of any race crime and that they somehow have a right to dominate the world while any other peoples are barbaric savages. There is of course no race more savage than the Germanic peoples. It is the same attitude which calls all Palestinian martyrs "homicide bombers". The same attitude which segregated African-Americans and sentenced them to miserable lives of poverty and then proceeded to mock them for the way of lives that the white oppressors inflicted upon them. I have no doubt the Carrs explained this to the "victims" but these white supremacist criminals undoubtedly spat in their faces while taunting them with terrible racial slurs. These poor African-Americans were likely moved to tears with these terrible insults. The Zionist court claims "sodomization" but it is well known there is a far greater ratio of homosexuals in the white race than of any other on this earth. The "victims" probably wilfully engaged in these terrible homosexual acts before the very eyes of the Carrs. These true God-fearing Americans were so outraged by this they had no choice but to murder them to save them from themselves. This is another most meritable act our heroes are being crucified for. In conclusion, you have to ask yourselves who the REAL criminals are? Two impoverished brothers only trying to provide for their families or the white oppressors who only wished to continue their acts of racism?
|Saturday, April 3rd, 2004|
Five score years ago, a great American, in whose symbolic shadow we stand signed the Emancipation Proclamation. This momentous decree came as a great beacon light of hope to millions of Negro slaves who had been seared in the flames of withering injustice. It came as a joyous daybreak to end the long night of captivity. But one hundred years later, we must face the tragic fact that the Negro is still not free.
One hundred years later, the life of the Negro is still sadly crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst of a vast ocean of material prosperity. One hundred years later, the Negro is still languishing in the corners of American society and finds himself an exile in his own land.
So we have come here today to dramatize an appalling condition. In a sense we have come to our nation's capital to cash a check. When the architects of our republic wrote the magnificent words of the Constitution and the Declaration of Independence, they were signing a promissory note to which every American was to fall heir.
This note was a promise that all men would be guaranteed the inalienable rights of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. It is obvious today that America has defaulted on this promissory note insofar as her citizens of color are concerned. Instead of honoring this sacred obligation, America has given the Negro people a bad check which has come back marked "insufficient funds." But we refuse to believe that the bank of justice is bankrupt. We refuse to believe that there are insufficient funds in the great vaults of opportunity of this nation.
So we have come to cash this check -- a check that will give us upon demand the riches of freedom and the security of justice. We have also come to this hallowed spot to remind America of the fierce urgency of now. This is no time to engage in the luxury of cooling off or to take the tranquilizing drug of gradualism. Now is the time to rise from the dark and desolate valley of segregation to the sunlit path of racial justice. Now is the time to open the doors of opportunity to all of God's children. Now is the time to lift our nation from the quicksands of racial injustice to the solid rock of brotherhood.
It would be fatal for the nation to overlook the urgency of the moment and to underestimate the determination of the Negro. This sweltering summer of the Negro's legitimate discontent will not pass until there is an invigorating autumn of freedom and equality. Nineteen sixty-three is not an end, but a beginning. Those who hope that the Negro needed to blow off steam and will now be content will have a rude awakening if the nation returns to business as usual. There will be neither rest nor tranquility in America until the Negro is granted his citizenship rights.
The whirlwinds of revolt will continue to shake the foundations of our nation until the bright day of justice emerges. But there is something that I must say to my people who stand on the warm threshold which leads into the palace of justice. In the process of gaining our rightful place we must not be guilty of wrongful deeds. Let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred.
We must forever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity and discipline. we must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into physical violence. Again and again we must rise to the majestic heights of meeting physical force with soul force.
The marvelous new militancy which has engulfed the Negro community must not lead us to distrust of all white people, for many of our white brothers, as evidenced by their presence here today, have come to realize that their destiny is tied up with our destiny and their freedom is inextricably bound to our freedom.
We cannot walk alone. And as we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall march ahead. We cannot turn back. There are those who are asking the devotees of civil rights, "When will you be satisfied?" we can never be satisfied as long as our bodies, heavy with the fatigue of travel, cannot gain lodging in the motels of the highways and the hotels of the cities. We cannot be satisfied as long as the Negro's basic mobility is from a smaller ghetto to a larger one. We can never be satisfied as long as a Negro in Mississippi cannot vote and a Negro in New York believes he has nothing for which to vote. No, no, we are not satisfied, and we will not be satisfied until justice rolls down like waters and righteousness like a mighty stream.
I am not unmindful that some of you have come here out of great trials and tribulations. Some of you have come fresh from narrow cells. Some of you have come from areas where your quest for freedom left you battered by the storms of persecution and staggered by the winds of police brutality. You have been the veterans of creative suffering. Continue to work with the faith that unearned suffering is redemptive.
Go back to Mississippi, go back to Alabama, go back to Georgia, go back to Louisiana, go back to the slums and ghettos of our northern cities, knowing that somehow this situation can and will be changed. Let us not wallow in the valley of despair. I say to you today, my friends, that in spite of the difficulties and frustrations of the moment, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.
I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident: that all men are created equal." I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slaveowners will be able to sit down together at a table of brotherhood. I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a desert state, sweltering with the heat of injustice and oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice. I have a dream that my four children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character. I have a dream today.
I have a dream that one day the state of Alabama, whose governor's lips are presently dripping with the words of interposition and nullification, will be transformed into a situation where little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls and walk together as sisters and brothers. I have a dream today. I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight, and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see it together. This is our hope. This is the faith with which I return to the South. With this faith we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.
This will be the day when all of God's children will be able to sing with a new meaning, "My country, 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing. Land where my fathers died, land of the pilgrim's pride, from every mountainside, let freedom ring." And if America is to be a great nation, this must become true. So let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire. Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York. Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania! Let freedom ring from the snowcapped Rockies of Colorado! Let freedom ring from the curvaceous peaks of California! But not only that; let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia! Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee! Let freedom ring from every hill and every molehill of Mississippi. From every mountainside, let freedom ring.
When we let freedom ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God's children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual, "Free at last! free at last! thank God Almighty, we are free at last!"
I get chills everytime I read that. I really think Dr. King had the Carrs in mind when he made that speech.
livejournal reminds me of the old days when people with a purpose could really make a difference. How I admire the God-fearin' types who can tell it like it is.
Man, thses points are valid!
Keep up the good work fellas
Hey Guys! I'm new to this community, and just wanted to introduce myself. My boyfriend was robbed at gunpoint twice by gang members, and I have seen the damage done by people who don't respect guns for what they really are. People don't understand that when someone has a gun to your head, it means death, and I think more people should realize that. Just wanted to show my support for this community and 'get it said.'
Have a blessed day!