2012 - It's not SCOTUS's job to fix Congress's shitty laws
2015 - This is a shittily written law, so we deem it means the opposite of what it says.
The Supreme Court should just close shop. It's completely useless and contradictory.
This issue is but another data point illustrating why the US Constitution is so dangerous an instrument.
Forget your elections and make your preparations for the worst, for it is at the door, knocking loudly. Prepare either to fight to the death, or to accept that which is already here and coiling to strike at you, but then shed naked of any vestige of concern for your "rights". Nobody is going to save you. Hell has been realized upon the face of beautiful earth by a force neither you nor I can quite comprehend and it will not simply go away because you ask or demand that it be so. It is here for you. It is here for your children; your friends; your neighbors. It is here for everyone you love, everyone you dislike, those you may hate, and everyone else for whom you stand indifferent.
Time is here.
Choice is here, and there is no opting out, and no hiding from that which threatens everything you hold dear. Your future shall be one of a form of bland, grey, uniform, gross, and ineffable misery whose name is Perfect Equality. You shall become universally fungible, and thereby truly meaningless and without value as a "technically" living entity. Your existence will mean nothing in the eyes of Naked Power who, for the first time in surviving recorded history now holds in its hands the technological might to put anyone it pleases into any
state it pleases, at any time pleases, for any reason it pleases, including no reason beyond the pleasure of its capricious whim.
Your very existence shall hang upon the pleasure of others whose deepest basis of judgment shall never be known to you and is most likely as solidly dependable as warm Jell-O. The one thing of which you can rest certain is that once your choice is made to accept Theire gentle authority, your soul will be lost to the mists of eternity, for you will have walked of your own accord through the gate of hell and never again will you emerge into light. I am very serious about this. Most cannot see what I have seen, whether it be for lack of something essential to the ability, or the simple refusal to open their eye's to such things. It is possible I am gone 'round the bend as the British tend to say. I cannot honestly claim to be quite free of the fear of that possibility, for who in this reality but the insane see such things that nobody else perceives? But if I am sound in my mind, then it is the maw of Hell itself into which I have peered almost daily since I was a teen, and I can tell you that it has not been a happy passage through the years in this regard.
When I speak of Hell and demons, I do not speak of them in the ways most appear to take the concepts in terms of biblical or other religious points of view. I have seen the Devil Himself and he is a man. He is many men. He is Legion. We worry about the Firey Pit, the Stygian Void of eternal damnation read about in various "holy" texts. Well, I am here to tell you that either all those texts are utter baloney or we misinterpret the words therein. I cannot say whether there is a demon called Satan on a throne in some deep recess of who-knows-where. I can, however, tell you that there are devils in most households; devils that smile at you and say "good morning", and "yes please, I would like another cup of coffee", and so on. I am not the only one who has said that evil comes not as a fanged, red-skinned monster, but as one with the countenance of a beloved elder uncle, smiling his kind smile. But where, exactly, are his hands? Where, indeed.
The evils depicted in texts such as those of Revelation are not as people perceive them. When the time comes that the true face of the Devil Himself shall become apparent, nary a one of you shall be prepared for that which you shall see. And yet, you are daily given loud, clarion messages of the Beast's unequivocal intent and this court decision is nothing less than that. It is not subtle, it does not equivocate, and the day is nigh where it shall deliver its messages in a far more direct and efficient manner. When that day arrives, you will have a choice before you: accept or fight. Make no mistake here: "fight" does not mean "vote harder" or "write your Congressman" or "protest in the streets" or "deliver lectures to like-minded people". It will mean nothing less than the nightmare of killing men-become-monsters who would see you destroyed, physically, mentally, spiritually, or some combination of these including all three.
The beast is upon your shoulder, readying itself to bite deeply into your fleshy and vulnerable neck, yet you sit idle in the apparent hope that it will go away if you ignore it, or perhaps that it is not as bad as your Inner Voice tells you. It is not only as bad, it is far and away worse, for once the gloves come off, they shall remain off into the far and distant future and that which you accept for yourself do you damn your great great grandchildren's great great grandchildren, as well as theirs and theirs and so on for an eon to come. So think you carefully on what it is you shall choose when the time comes, for you are not the only one who shall suffer in freakish misery, daily wondering what might the point be in all of this equality.
Perhaps I am indeed over-the-top, crazy. But what if I am
not?
If you want better to understand the deeper meaning of devils and demons, look no further than the face of the twentieth century where the likes of Hitler, Stalin, and Mao showed us the Beast to which ancient texts refer in the buck. It is the face of your neighbor. It may even be the face of the man staring back at you in the mirror. It is real, it is here, it is technologically enabled, and it is no longer in the mood to be constrained by "standards of comportment". The true face of the Beast has been rubbed in your faces for an age and still you refuse to see. It is even in film; just watch "Forbidden Planet", and for Christ's sake pay some damned attention to what is shown you there.
The patterns are clear, very ancient, and unmistakable. Ignore them at the world's peril.