Study the microcosm: same old socialist tyrant on the loudspeaker: revolutionary compound, demon king enthroned in his pavilion; feudal lord having his way with all his nubile daughters; the inner circle with the automatic weapons.
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Jim Jones was a star. no Little Richard, he . . . no wannabe white nights of James Browns . . . away with your Elvises your Supremes . . . lightweight crooners all: mere Marilyn Mansons.
But Reverend Jones played the REAL funk, the TRUE soul music.
There is earth. There is wind, and sometimes fire.
But Jonestown, LIVE— that was a show, brothers and sisters.
When Reverend Jones was at the mike it was serious as hell.
(Father knows best.)
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same old lies / same old poison spiritual wickedness / lost souls recycled for hell communes / community / communism
(heard all this **** before):
strident calls for Social Justice / the Social Gospel / Socialist Delusion
Father knows how it ends.
Drink up, brothers and sisters:
it's closing time.
Jonestown as microcosm, metaphor, fable and allegory: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PdnMRkkKfaA