In what demonstrates to be a spectacular fiasco in the education system in the United States of America, four teenage girls delight in finding worship in a drug warlord in Our Dear Dead Drug Lord by Alexis Sheer. Not in the Prince of Peace as their ancestors were informed by…

That the government may be increased, and of peace there be no end, upon the throne of David, and upon his kingdom, to establish it, and to uphold it through justice and through righteousness from henceforth even for ever. The zeal of the LORD of hosts doth perform this.

Book of Isaiah 9:6

…But instead by a Lord who acts of of necessity to bloodshed in order to stabilize narcotic distributions in the United States. As if crack cocaine is lost upon the minds of the African-American girls, who disturbingly portray the persistent abuse of perfect innocence by robbing their consciousness of the awareness of the cocaine’s determinant to their own communities.

Indeed, the fact there is this much obliviousness to the justification in worshipping someone who, given the facts, produced social dysgenics in the Federal Justice system’s control response to the cellular development of African-Americans, and instead there is the willful pleasure of witchcraft, suggesting the motivations of those in positions of American educational authority are physical discoordinated from healthy goals in life. Is the goal of the Civil State to cultivate peace or war? Why so hostile?

How on Earth can a comedy be this tragic? False beliefs force bad judgments, causing sick errors toward the final outward cultural expression: the murder of the story of the God of Israel. It’s removal from common American memory affirms the bleakness of the self-affirmed significance of one’s own life, towards…what goal? What occupies the minds of these teenage girls which is reminiscent of honor? What permanence do they seek to achieve but that which is less-than-perfect in their blindness?

Should not I have pity on Nineveh, that great city, wherein are more than sixscore thousand persons that cannot discern between their right hand and their left hand, and also much cattle?’

Book of Jonah 3:11