Desmond Tutu Chooses Hell
In the hope this may give you some slight consolation – or at least a laugh; though the problem is very serious – in the midst of the antics of the Bishop of Rome, I thought it fitting to report about a layman styling himself as a priest, a Desmond Tutu, certainly known to those of you who appreciate comedy.
Said Mr Tutu participated to another of the many satanic ways in which the satanic UN waste our money: the opening of a “gay-right campaign” in Cape Town.
The man – if he is a real man; at this point it is legitimate to doubt – is on record with the following, utterly and entirely satanical, statement:
“I would refuse to go to a homophobic heaven. No, I would say sorry, I mean I would much rather go to the other place.”
It is difficult to explain to a Christian in a better way the mechanism through which people pave their way to hell.
This man ticks all the boxes: he is in open rebellion to the undisputed Christian tradition of 2,000 years, and his rebellion is so strong and so explicit that it leads Tutu to the extreme, and actually rather logical, consequence: to him, it is better to go to hell than to accept God's “homophobic” rules on sodomy.
Wannabe little god against One True God. Who is going to win?
Read the statement, if you will, again, and then again. The pride of it. The arrogance. The shamelessness. The blasphemy.
Lucifer couldn't have said it better, and Tutu has openly chosen to belong to him, in a very public way.
Many people seem to believe no one really desires hell, and those who end up there are actually “surprised” by an unexpected outcome. This is, clearly, not Mr. Tutu's case. Unless he repents – and he better do so publicly, methinks – it is extremely difficult to imagine how he can avoid that his will be done; unless, of course, God gave us His rule as a form of joke, or to allow us to change them according to the wishes of the UN, or of satanical individuals on an ego trip.
Now you might say: “but Mundabor! Who are you to judge?”.
I reply that I am certainly not condemning Tutu to any hell – though if it were for me to choose, of course I would. I would like a shot. – Here, though, it is very clear that -bar an always welcome repentance – Tutu has condemned himself to hell in the most obvious of ways. Not because I say so, but because God says so.
I know, I know.
The Bishop of Rome would tell Mr. Tutu: “but do good, we will meet there”.
I must say that if you ask me, the suspicion is more than legitimate that the two will, in fact, meet there.