posted July 12, 2006 08:11 PM
JESUS CONTINUEDWere Jesus Christ incarnate today and living in America, what would he think of a nation inhabited by many who claim to be followers of the spiritual movement he founded?
And how would the ruling elite of the United States receive him?
Imagine this scenario:
Jesus Christ returns to Earth as he was portrayed in the Gospels at the height of his ministry.
Geographically, his manifestation occurs in a blighted urban core in a large American city.
Despite his humanity, he is endowed with omniscience and omnipotence. But he will not use them to change the course of humankind. He is here to act as a mortal agent of change.
Jesus' initial reaction to the knowledge flooding his mind and the assault to his senses is a catatonic state.
Horror at the rapacious and avaricious nature of the United States' social order overwhelms his consciousness.
Shaking off the initial shock, he succumbs to a wave of uncontrollable nausea.
Thoughts of institutionalized racism, the wealth chasm, and the military industrial complex evoke a burst of primal and toxic hatred.
He retches violently.
Having purged his loathing, Jesus sits back and rests quietly on a soiled mattress someone had dragged into the garbage strewn alley where he finds himself.
Surrounded by broken bottles, hypodermic needles, and used prophylactics containing their repulsive spent payloads, Christ falls into a deep state of reflection which is unhindered by the scurrying sounds of rats and roaches.
As he contemplates the many horrific atrocities committed in his name, a resident of the alley brushes past him in a drunken stupor, urinates in his pants and promptly passes out.
A country claiming to practice his spirituality spends $600 billion a year on its behemoth murder machine while over two million of its own people live on the street and eat from dumpsters.
Rage surges through Jesus' being. He grabs a chunk of broken brick, hurls it with abandon, and shatters what is left of a broken window.
The thought that his ministry and martyrdom had spawned such inhumanity infuriated him.
Regaining his calm and composure, Jesus resumes his contemplation.
What is this abomination called Capitalism?
Permeating nearly every facet of the United States (including his churches), exploiting human beings and the Earth, demanding perpetual war, and ensuring the comfort of a few through the suffering of the many, Capitalism is a cancer that reduces its blind adherents to empty, soulless shells.
Greed is good?
Had his flock truly strayed so far that they enshrined selfishness, mean-spiritedness, ruthless competitive instincts, and avarice as virtues?
What chance would his message of compassion and peace have competing with the clever propaganda and allure of immediate gratification purveyed by the likes of Fox, McDonald's, Wal-Mart, and Rush Limbaugh?
Grief-stricken, he cries in despair for the Native Americans, Black Americans, and the tens of millions of victims of the imperialist United States foreign policy in Latin America, Africa, the Philippines, Vietnam, Iraq, and Palestine.
He smiles briefly at the thought of Judea and Galilee and feels a twinge of home-sickness.
Joy and nostalgia are short-lived as thoughts of Palestinian suffering at the hands of the merciless Israeli government quickly intrude on his nostalgic reminiscence.
It perplexes him that the United States has not lived up to the rich promise spawned by the American Revolution that broke the shackles of tyranny against tremendous odds.
Early Americans had created a phenomenal instrument with which to govern a nation when they wrote the Constitution.
They even included a mechanism to amend its inherent flaws (i.e. the legalization of slavery). But despite the valiant struggle of many poor, working class, and minority Americans, the de facto tyranny of wealthy elitists has endured.
Jesus concludes that many Americans were amongst the blessed he had enumerated in the Sermon on the Mount and that many Americans would enter his Kingdom.
Yet he agonizes over those millions who had succumbed to the propaganda and sold their souls for the hollow rewards offered by the "American Way".
Torment consumes him as he realizes that conspicuous consumption, aggressive militarism, overt and covert racism, abject inhumanity, torture, theft of land and resources, corruption, "win at all cost", survival of the fittest, and pathological self-absorption are the hallmarks of the social and political systems of the United States.
Jesus marvels that so many people would fall prey to such obvious spiritual cancers.
Limping severely, a one-armed man with a very bad prosthesis, matted gray hair, and a badly tattered Army jacket flops himself onto the mattress next to Jesus.
He smells of alcohol and stale urine. Vacant eyes transfixed on the alley wall before him, he mutters unintelligibly as he pulls a rancid-smelling piece of meat from his pocket and begins gingerly munching with the remaining stumps of his severely decayed teeth.
Christ feels overwhelmed with compassion and embraces the man.
There is little response, but he does feel a slight shudder.
This coupled with the fact that the man does not reject the embrace satisfies Jesus that at some level of his being, the hapless itinerant welcomes human contact and kindness.
Jesus realizes that this man had answered America's call to "fight for his country" in Vietnam.
Abandoned by the government he had served, this lost soul had been condemned to suffer a living hell of homelessness, untreated PTSD, and substance abuse.
Suddenly Jesus had an epiphany.
Despite being one of the wealthiest societies in human history, the United States has a homeless population of about two million.
As a fisher of men, he would troll America's cities, reaping a bountiful harvest of loyal followers from amongst the homeless and other disenfranchised groups. And he would start with the human derelict he had just embraced.
Jesus begins laying out his strategy to his first disciple. As Christ talks, the despondent man's vacant expression is replaced by a crooked smile and a look of enthusiasm.
He feasts upon a small loaf of fresh bread from Christ's goatskin bag and listens to Jesus' message of hope and redemption.
Jesus talks for several hours. His willing adherent absorbs his words like a desiccated sponge.
Jesus speaks of his vision to cast out his net, gathering millions of loyal followers from amongst the homeless, poor, gays, minorities, the working class, and other people who felt powerless to stop the momentum of the corporatocracy in Washington.
Reminding his disciple that the strength of his moral revolution will lie in the sheer number of participants, Jesus predicts that tens of millions will abandon working and shopping to join him in a triumphant non-violent march on Washington.
Crippled by the loss of its cogs, the profit and war machine would finally grind to a halt.
Feeling mildly annoyed, Jesus pauses briefly to brush away a fly that had been persistently buzzing about his face.
Continuing his monologue, Jesus reveals that he plans to expose the true weakness of the iniquitous corporate militarists ruling the United States by awakening the millions of Americans it had psychologically enslaved.
He would free those who had been deluded into giving their blood, sweat, tears, and children to expand a malevolent economic empire.
He would lay the nightmare to rest and awaken the dream.
A sharp screech of tires gives Jesus and his newly anointed apostle a jolt!
Two powerfully built men with close-cropped hair and serious expressions emerge from an ominous-looking black SUV with heavily tinted windows.
With the quick precision of a trained assassin, one of the "men in black" snaps the disciple's neck.
The other snatches Jesus by his hair and hurls him into the back of the Escalade
Awakening in a mental fog induced by heavy sedation, Jesus struggles to remember what had happened.
Barely lucid, he slowly takes in his surroundings.
He is in a small cell dimly illuminated by a lone flickering candle. It is chilly and the air is dank.
Seated at a small table in front of him, a simple-looking man is glaring at him with deep contempt.
Jesus notes a rotund male figure wearing a permanent snarl and a cruel looking woman with dark skin hovering nearby. He senses that wickedness and deceit are habitual with this trio.
Despite his significantly inferior intellect, it is obvious to Jesus that the two others maintain the pretense that the man at the table is their leader.
"I am George W. Bush. I am President of the United States and the leader of the free world.
Our spies at the NSA were monitoring your conversation in the alley. We know of your terrorist plot to destroy freedom and democracy in America. I am declaring you an enemy combatant."
Brimming with smug arrogance, Bush leans back in his chair and locks his fingers behind his head. He trains his gaze on Jesus with the air of one studying an insect and contemplating whether or not to squash such an inferior being.
Finally he returns his attention to the script laid before him. After several minutes of careful study, he gives Jesus, Cheney and Condoleezza a start by forcefully slamming his fist onto the rickety wooden table!
Feeling triumphant because he is about to vanquish a tremendous threat to the established power structure, he begins speaking again,
"YOU ARE A THREAT TO NATIONAL SECURITY!
Like that MLK ba$tard , your goal is to empower the poor, minorities, and the other groups we keep oppressed to protect our selfish interests.
You would awaken the masses to our moral bankruptcy and to the foolish self-destructiveness of supporting us.
I cannot let that happen.
My wealthy base has spent years selling Americans on the virtues of war, greed, free trade, free markets, tax cuts for the rich, cutting social programs, surrendering their rights for security, and mixing religion and government.
Millions of Americans need to remain indifferent to our wealth obtained by exploiting billions of people, the prison system we have used to replace slavery and Jim Crow, the millions we slaughter to feed the military industrial complex, and the torture of enemy combatants like you.
Many of my people believe that I have a personal relationship with you and that your Father guides me on a divine mission.
They must continue believing these atrocious lies.
We learned from the mistake of the Roman and the Jewish leaders.
You will not get a second chance at martyrdom.
I have decided to rendition you.
You will simply disappear and die anonymously in a torture dungeon in Syria."
Wearing a confident smirk, the self-satisfied little man fires a question at Jesus,
"Well, Jesus? What do you have to say?"
Shedding tears born of profound
melancholy, Jesus responds,
"In the words of the inimitable Russian novelist, if God does not exist, then everything is permitted."
Jesus then sighs heavily, looks heavenward, and makes a quiet appeal,
"Father, forgive them. Despite the fact that they know what they do. And Father. I beg you to have mercy on the souls of their many wretched victims."
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Jason Miller is a 39 year old sociopolitical essayist with a degree in liberal arts and an extensive self-education (derived from an insatiable appetite for reading). He is a member of Amnesty International and an avid supporter of Oxfam International and Human Rights Watch. He welcomes responses at willpowerful@hotmail.com or comments on his blog, Thomas Paine's Corner, at
http://civillibertarian.blogspot.com/.