When the ancients performed a sacrifice what they were actually doing was summoning a god into their presence, specifically into the body of the sacrificial victim. This corporeal form had to be destroyed, whether by knife or by fire, because the prospect of an actual god in the midst of the worshippers was too terrible a one. After the act of sacrifice, the congregation would take part in a celebration, and they would devour the body of the god within the sacrificed form (which is why some scholars suspect that Holy Communion, or Lord’s Supper, is a pagan hangover that the earliest non-Jewish Christians developed as liturgy; scholars also think that a ritualised Last Supper was added to some of the gospels to justify the practice).
In the cases where the ancients performed a blood sacrifice, which could of course extend to the taking of human life, a sense of grievous wrong doing was retained by parties to the ceremony (priests could even be required to kill themselves as an act of cleansing). It was the ritual of sacrifice that turned what was essentially a wasteful murder into something meaningful and noble. The consumption of the victim has already been mentioned, but in another act of commemoration, priests would decorate the altar with those mortal remains that were deemed sacred and not to be eaten, or just plain inedible. The display of the victim in this way was a reconstitution of the body; it was a rationalisation and a pretence that a living being had not had its life taken.
There is a good reason, on this day of all days in the year, why this subject matter should be presented to the world. Today is Armistice Day, and it is also Remembrance Sunday. Both of these days have come to be associated with a collective act by the British to remember their war dead of the 20th century, and principally of the First World War which saw the invention of Remembrance on its termination. The British people hold the general idea that they are being good human beings when they take part in Remembrance, and so this is why there is a need for a reminder about pre-Christian culture, pagan sacrificial rites, and the degeneration of the British into an uncivilised people.
From a perspective that understands human predilection and tendency to evil, the many British people who bought and wore a poppy in the last few weeks, or who attended a Remembrance Day parade, or who watched on TV to see the chief feeders upon the mass (forced) contrition, guilt and sorrow assembled at the Cenotaph, can all be said, essentially, metaphorically, to be eating the dead bodies of the UK’s dead soldiers, sailors and airmen.
From this same perspective, the members of the UK’s armed forces who died for the ambitions of a corrupted British ruling elite can no longer be seen as heroes. Instead, people must start to see them as the victims of a mass act of sacrifice, the vastness of which reflects the size of the criminality of the UK Establishment. The reason as to why people should see things differently is simple: the EU. If British people were able to say that theirs was an independent, self-governing country that had not lost control of its borders, was not experiencing an actual invasion of resource-guzzling peoples who have no right to abide in the country, and had not lost control of its law-making power then that would be one thing. As things are, however, none of this can be claimed of the UK by anyone with their wits about them; it means that the deaths in war of British men, women and children count for nothing. Countless thousands of British people have died for nothing at the behest of the ruling class. Or have they? Some people say that the UK’s ruling elite are practising Satanists, and it seems an incredible thing to contemplate. However, the pressure on Britons to take part in an act of national Remembrance , or war death worship, or, as shall be shown, the ritualistic ceremony signifying human sacrifice – certainly provokes a very unsettling suspicion as to the sinister nature of the people who rule.
The reader, to begin to arrive at such a disturbing perspective, should apply what he or she has just learnt about pagan sacrificial rites and apply it to the killing that took place principally in the First World War. Perhaps the reader will suddenly gain an insight into the obstinate persistence of the British Top Brass regarding the need for entire ranks of British men to rise from the trenches, and advance slowly into, and get cut down by sheets of gun fire. Such murderous folly was self-evident, and yet the British ruling class took advantage of a strong cultural sense of station held by Britons which would deter them from disobeying and fleeing what must have appeared to be a death sentence. In short, the British ruling class betrayed the trust of those soldiers, and sent them to their deaths in ways that would make mass-killing certain, and on an unprecedented scale. It also should be said that they butchered a swathe of aristocracy no less surer than the Soviets did. What is termed the “ruling class” should not be viewed two dimensionally; there is no way of telling how powerful landed gentry, those who would also have been prey for banking dynasties, might have been in opposition to what Britain turned into during the 20th century if their sons had remained alive after the First World War.
What could be said of World War I, therefore, is that a ruling elite with sinister moral compulsion, and who viewed themselves as high-priests inhabiting the environment of misguided ideas about religion, saw and indeed organised the killing as a summoning and obliteration of a gargantuan pagan god. The march-pasts that took place at the Cenotaph† (derived from the Greek words meaning “empty” and “tomb”) almost immediately after the cessation of hostilities could be interpreted as the ruling elite reconstituting the collective body of the masses who were murdered. The Cenotaph would be representative of an altar dressed in trophies; emblems that, in their twisted minds, the ruling elite believed honoured the ghosts of the sacrificed so that those souls would not haunt their true murderers.
The Remembrance ritual has been happening annually for nearly 100 years. This is astonishing when one has knowledge of the trappings of sacrificial ceremony. The Remembrance that British people are politically pressured to perform could be said to be an act of ritual repetition that, each time it is performed, symbolically relives the original act of sacrifice. Each year, then, for nearly 100 years, it could be said that in the eyes of the ruling elite, the British have been summoning a god who has demanded a high price for it.
Other ideas stem from having such a perspective; Britain, as a national unit, has been mocking God horribly for longer than anyone could have previously thought; His slow-burning wrath must be nearer critical mass than anyone had imagined. The Biblical fate of Israel whenever it turned from God is a whole lot closer for Britain than anyone could have calculated. The British worship death, and in doing so annually let slip the vengeful spirit of war.
For apart from any religious considerations, there are material benefits to be had for the British ruling class by pressuring British citizens to power the sacrificial ritual of war death worship; Remembrance drives new (and prosperous) war as surely as night follows day. Indeed, annual and renewed opposition to Remembrance is crucial in a new age where the likes of David Cameron are trying to prevent what should be a decline in interest. Despite the fact that there are pitifully few World War I veterans alive (if any), the present government has a plan to send every British school child to the World War I battlefields of France in 2014. Cameron said that World War I was a “fundamental part of our national consciousness”, but fails to admit that this is the case because of the insistence of the ruling class. Nothing better demonstrates that Remembrance is all about indoctrinating people into a system of unwitting slavery, and of powering the ruling class’s sick fantasy and wish fulfilment, than the frenzied efforts of the Establishment to get school children interested in mawkish commemoration of an event that happened nearly a century before they were born.
† Additional points of pertinence: The march-past of the Cenotaph in 1919 was the Allied Victory Parade – a celebration of victory, and sacrifice is supposed to be a celebratory act. Victory is also a goddess, Nike (Nick is a corruption). A statue of this goddess in her role as Zeus’ divine charioteer rides the Wellington Arch in London. According to Wikipedia “Nike flew around battlefields rewarding the victors with glory and fame”; which means to say she awarded trophies, which were the means by which murder on a battlefield could be “troped” into acts of sacrifice.