Cowboys In The Holy Land
Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2023 12:12 am
Douglas Mercer
November 28 2023
Just when you thought the evangelical shofars couldn’t blow any harder or louder or be more shrill, just when you thought the devotees of the Scofield Bible couldn’t get any denser, just when you thought that evangelical Jew love had reached its peak, there the addicts of Israel go and prove you dead wrong. It makes you realize that there is no limit to their fealty to the Jews, there is no limit to their worship of Jews, and there is no known ceiling to the lengths that they would go to serve the Jews. No, they have found their one, true and only love in the Jews and that gleam in their eyes is often moistened by a tear of joy when they think of the Jews. Besotted and brainwashed they would go to the ends of the earth for the Jews who they think a holy people, and toiling in the vineyard of the Jews they feel the soil of their Lord touch their soul. No mindless zombie has every stalked the land more robotically, no acolyte has ever carried out the master’s wishes with such zeal, no protégé has even taken up the mentor’s cause with more fervor. The Christians are after all just the kid brother of the Jews who are the wise elder brother of the faith; and both are chips off the same old block. Judaism gave birth to the Christians and the apple did not fall far from the tree, indeed it did not fall at all. Except hopelessly and helplessly in love.
“When the group of four American cowboys with their trademark wide-brimmed hats, leather belts with heavy metal buckles, jeans and rugged boots walked up to the security check at the El Al counter at New York’s John F. Kenedy International Airport earlier this month, security at first didn’t know quite what to make of them. In an instant, the image of the strapping 20-something cowboys on their way to volunteer in Israel following the Hamas attacks on October 7 2023 went viral, and they became a media sensation in a country at war before they even boarded the plane. The atypical volunteers from America’s farming heartland were heading to the biblical heartland.”
Their own country--excuse me, not their own country, Israel is their own country—but the country they reside in is currently going to hell in a hand basket, is being invaded and supplanted and overthrown, but a Jew in need is loved on indeed. Some Jews got what was coming to them a few months back and they both heard and heeded the call. They’ve tumbled head over heels in love and no sooner was the ink dry on the beginning of this new Shoah than they dropped everything, packed up their old kit bag, and headed to the airport. They were going to be that strangest of things: Cowboys in the Holy Land. But it’s not strange to them, it’s as natural and as right as rain, and no sooner did they touch down in their inner homeland, the land of their dreams, no sooner did they set foot on it than they did everything but kneel down and place a kiss the ground beneath their feet. They are in Israel now, not out there among the “nations”, they have reached the navel of the earth, the place where Yahweh chose to speak to his own people, and if the cowboy with the ten-gallon hat is only a junior partner in that deal that’s alright. Subservience comes as natural to him as riding a bronco at the rodeo, prostrate and supine is the position he prefers. And now that he has breathed in deep the extra fragrant fragrances of the sacred air that permeates this sacred land he can get down to his appointed business. Tilling the soil of his God’s ground so he can free up some Jews to go wipe the Palestinians off the map. If you thought that Jehovah’s love was not complete and total you haven’t been paying attention.
“We are not staying home and doing social media but doing something here that needs to be done, said Tennessee-born Britt Waller, 24, logistics manager of HaYovel, a Christian Zionist group that organized the scores of U.S. volunteers. Every year, the organization, which his father, Tommy, established in 2005, has brought hundreds of people to work the vineyards in the land of the Bible. For 2,000 years, Christians thought that’s it with the Jews, but now the question is what is going on with Israel, where prophecies are coming true, Waller said.”
The end times fantasies of lunatics, pining for the finale and pinning all their hopes on a book of gory phantasmagoria and ludicrous symbolism written in the argot of an underachieving high schooler who dipped into the ayahuasca they take the book to heart and see the events of our history as perfectly corresponding. That anyone should look at the present through the prism of the twisted and random maunderings of a reputed holy many holed up in a cave looking closely at the inside of his addled brain should be beyond belief; but then there is a lot in the book that is in red letters so they have to take it seriously. These pious nincompoops are wasting their lives and living in a mental world wracked with wacked out delusion; from their looks they are the backbone of the Aryan race, White, healthy, wholesome seeming, but inside these smooth and clean salt of the earth looking white sepulchers is a twisted and bloody set of ideas which leads them ever astray down the garden path to error. Surely some revelation is at hand? No, just their overheated fever dreams of an overwrought and deeply burdened imagination unmoored from reality. The Jews have a way of infecting what should be solid minds to render them inoperable and eventually obsolete.
“When the war broke out, the group launched an emergency campaign for hands-on agricultural helpers among its former volunteers (people you could trust with your life during wartime) coupled with a fundraising campaign aptly named Operation Itai—after the non-Jewish biblical general who joined with King David—for needed equipment that has already brought in $2.5 million. As soon as I heard what had happened in Israel, I felt I needed to be here, said volunteer Samuel Wearp, 27, from Texas, who grew up on a farm and now works in his family’s business, Blessed Buy Israel, selling products from the biblical heartland. I felt that it was my own people that this was happening to.”
As you can see their whole life is oriented towards the Jews; they spend each and every waking moment dreaming of them, being servile to them, dedicating all they have to them. The horror they must have felt when they read of the attack and their righteous indignation and their righteous sense of mission was enflamed; they dropped everything because the Jews were in dire straits, the Jews were in need; this is their homeland, this is their people, one flesh and one spirit. One of the great ironies of world history is that prior to the Second World War it should have been the American South above all that was sympathetic to and made common cause with the National Socialists; their cause after all was the same but it was they who had a low incidence of antisemitism and who were especially gung ho to fight the war; they don’t call it the Bible Belt for nothing you know; and that is one belt that is always on the road to selling itself out and on the road to disaster.
“This is the most important time to come to Israel for anybody who wants to help, said Yose Strain, 22, from Montana, who was wearing a metal Star of David on his belt buckle and who normally trains horses and rides them in rodeos. As soon as the war started, I said if there was any way I could make it then I would. I always say we support Israel but if you can’t be here in the hardest time then it’s not real support but just words,” said Luke Hutslar, 19, from Arkansas, who works in construction. The cowboys said that they were stunned by the publicity their visit spawned and are awed by the appreciation expressed by Israelis and the intense feeling of both solidarity and unity permeating the country. It is beautiful to watch the unifying factor, Hutslar said. Unfortunately, it takes hardships for this to happen. People have been calling us heroes but we are not,” he said. The real heroes are the guys in green.”
A metal star of David on the old oversized belt buckle—yee haw! Ride ‘em cowboy! Get that ten-gallon hat with the white and blue colors and the boot with YHWW inscribed on the instep of each, they will rustle up a whole lot of Jew love from the heartland of America and send it in a love letter to holy Israel. Sometimes you think you’ve reached the bottom of the barrel only in the next five minutes to realize that the bottom has fallen out. But if this story is not scraping the lowest point of all I’d hate to see what is beneath. These men should be the stalwarts of our country, they should be down on our border with Howitzers protecting us from the invasion, they should be standing foursquare with their own actual people instead of mindlessly doting on enemy aliens halfway across the world. No doubt in Israel when they see the ultimate symbol of Americana and America, those White men in cowboy hats devoted to a dead Jew, and coming to their soil to roll up their sleeves and pitch in for Greater Israel in its time of “fear and need”--well, they must be laughing up the sleeves. For they have in these strapping young men the dupes of the dupes and the gulls of the gulls, the naïve to outdo all the naïve. Indeed, they are the very definition of the cuckold; defending the life of anther people while your own is left to hang.
November 28 2023
Just when you thought the evangelical shofars couldn’t blow any harder or louder or be more shrill, just when you thought the devotees of the Scofield Bible couldn’t get any denser, just when you thought that evangelical Jew love had reached its peak, there the addicts of Israel go and prove you dead wrong. It makes you realize that there is no limit to their fealty to the Jews, there is no limit to their worship of Jews, and there is no known ceiling to the lengths that they would go to serve the Jews. No, they have found their one, true and only love in the Jews and that gleam in their eyes is often moistened by a tear of joy when they think of the Jews. Besotted and brainwashed they would go to the ends of the earth for the Jews who they think a holy people, and toiling in the vineyard of the Jews they feel the soil of their Lord touch their soul. No mindless zombie has every stalked the land more robotically, no acolyte has ever carried out the master’s wishes with such zeal, no protégé has even taken up the mentor’s cause with more fervor. The Christians are after all just the kid brother of the Jews who are the wise elder brother of the faith; and both are chips off the same old block. Judaism gave birth to the Christians and the apple did not fall far from the tree, indeed it did not fall at all. Except hopelessly and helplessly in love.
“When the group of four American cowboys with their trademark wide-brimmed hats, leather belts with heavy metal buckles, jeans and rugged boots walked up to the security check at the El Al counter at New York’s John F. Kenedy International Airport earlier this month, security at first didn’t know quite what to make of them. In an instant, the image of the strapping 20-something cowboys on their way to volunteer in Israel following the Hamas attacks on October 7 2023 went viral, and they became a media sensation in a country at war before they even boarded the plane. The atypical volunteers from America’s farming heartland were heading to the biblical heartland.”
Their own country--excuse me, not their own country, Israel is their own country—but the country they reside in is currently going to hell in a hand basket, is being invaded and supplanted and overthrown, but a Jew in need is loved on indeed. Some Jews got what was coming to them a few months back and they both heard and heeded the call. They’ve tumbled head over heels in love and no sooner was the ink dry on the beginning of this new Shoah than they dropped everything, packed up their old kit bag, and headed to the airport. They were going to be that strangest of things: Cowboys in the Holy Land. But it’s not strange to them, it’s as natural and as right as rain, and no sooner did they touch down in their inner homeland, the land of their dreams, no sooner did they set foot on it than they did everything but kneel down and place a kiss the ground beneath their feet. They are in Israel now, not out there among the “nations”, they have reached the navel of the earth, the place where Yahweh chose to speak to his own people, and if the cowboy with the ten-gallon hat is only a junior partner in that deal that’s alright. Subservience comes as natural to him as riding a bronco at the rodeo, prostrate and supine is the position he prefers. And now that he has breathed in deep the extra fragrant fragrances of the sacred air that permeates this sacred land he can get down to his appointed business. Tilling the soil of his God’s ground so he can free up some Jews to go wipe the Palestinians off the map. If you thought that Jehovah’s love was not complete and total you haven’t been paying attention.
“We are not staying home and doing social media but doing something here that needs to be done, said Tennessee-born Britt Waller, 24, logistics manager of HaYovel, a Christian Zionist group that organized the scores of U.S. volunteers. Every year, the organization, which his father, Tommy, established in 2005, has brought hundreds of people to work the vineyards in the land of the Bible. For 2,000 years, Christians thought that’s it with the Jews, but now the question is what is going on with Israel, where prophecies are coming true, Waller said.”
The end times fantasies of lunatics, pining for the finale and pinning all their hopes on a book of gory phantasmagoria and ludicrous symbolism written in the argot of an underachieving high schooler who dipped into the ayahuasca they take the book to heart and see the events of our history as perfectly corresponding. That anyone should look at the present through the prism of the twisted and random maunderings of a reputed holy many holed up in a cave looking closely at the inside of his addled brain should be beyond belief; but then there is a lot in the book that is in red letters so they have to take it seriously. These pious nincompoops are wasting their lives and living in a mental world wracked with wacked out delusion; from their looks they are the backbone of the Aryan race, White, healthy, wholesome seeming, but inside these smooth and clean salt of the earth looking white sepulchers is a twisted and bloody set of ideas which leads them ever astray down the garden path to error. Surely some revelation is at hand? No, just their overheated fever dreams of an overwrought and deeply burdened imagination unmoored from reality. The Jews have a way of infecting what should be solid minds to render them inoperable and eventually obsolete.
“When the war broke out, the group launched an emergency campaign for hands-on agricultural helpers among its former volunteers (people you could trust with your life during wartime) coupled with a fundraising campaign aptly named Operation Itai—after the non-Jewish biblical general who joined with King David—for needed equipment that has already brought in $2.5 million. As soon as I heard what had happened in Israel, I felt I needed to be here, said volunteer Samuel Wearp, 27, from Texas, who grew up on a farm and now works in his family’s business, Blessed Buy Israel, selling products from the biblical heartland. I felt that it was my own people that this was happening to.”
As you can see their whole life is oriented towards the Jews; they spend each and every waking moment dreaming of them, being servile to them, dedicating all they have to them. The horror they must have felt when they read of the attack and their righteous indignation and their righteous sense of mission was enflamed; they dropped everything because the Jews were in dire straits, the Jews were in need; this is their homeland, this is their people, one flesh and one spirit. One of the great ironies of world history is that prior to the Second World War it should have been the American South above all that was sympathetic to and made common cause with the National Socialists; their cause after all was the same but it was they who had a low incidence of antisemitism and who were especially gung ho to fight the war; they don’t call it the Bible Belt for nothing you know; and that is one belt that is always on the road to selling itself out and on the road to disaster.
“This is the most important time to come to Israel for anybody who wants to help, said Yose Strain, 22, from Montana, who was wearing a metal Star of David on his belt buckle and who normally trains horses and rides them in rodeos. As soon as the war started, I said if there was any way I could make it then I would. I always say we support Israel but if you can’t be here in the hardest time then it’s not real support but just words,” said Luke Hutslar, 19, from Arkansas, who works in construction. The cowboys said that they were stunned by the publicity their visit spawned and are awed by the appreciation expressed by Israelis and the intense feeling of both solidarity and unity permeating the country. It is beautiful to watch the unifying factor, Hutslar said. Unfortunately, it takes hardships for this to happen. People have been calling us heroes but we are not,” he said. The real heroes are the guys in green.”
A metal star of David on the old oversized belt buckle—yee haw! Ride ‘em cowboy! Get that ten-gallon hat with the white and blue colors and the boot with YHWW inscribed on the instep of each, they will rustle up a whole lot of Jew love from the heartland of America and send it in a love letter to holy Israel. Sometimes you think you’ve reached the bottom of the barrel only in the next five minutes to realize that the bottom has fallen out. But if this story is not scraping the lowest point of all I’d hate to see what is beneath. These men should be the stalwarts of our country, they should be down on our border with Howitzers protecting us from the invasion, they should be standing foursquare with their own actual people instead of mindlessly doting on enemy aliens halfway across the world. No doubt in Israel when they see the ultimate symbol of Americana and America, those White men in cowboy hats devoted to a dead Jew, and coming to their soil to roll up their sleeves and pitch in for Greater Israel in its time of “fear and need”--well, they must be laughing up the sleeves. For they have in these strapping young men the dupes of the dupes and the gulls of the gulls, the naïve to outdo all the naïve. Indeed, they are the very definition of the cuckold; defending the life of anther people while your own is left to hang.
