Christian elephants stomp a-hole Hindus

That’s right, pal. You mess with Christians, God’s elephants stomp your head. It’s breaking news for the Conservative community:

Elephants attack Orissa exactly one year after persecutions
Written by Fr. Sunil De Silva | The American Society for the Defense of Tradition, Family and Property

. . a severe persecution of Christians broke out in the Indian state of Orissa. A 22 year old nun was burnt to death when angry mobs burnt down an orphanage in Khuntpali village in Barhgarh district, another nun was gang raped in Kandhamal, mobs attacked churches, torched vehicles, houses of Christians destroyed . .

Yikes. How awful.

In recent months, herds of wild elephants have begun to storm villages that are home to some of the worst persecutors of Christians during the troubles . .

These elephants first attacked a rock crusher machine owned by a key leader of the persecution movement. They then went on to destroy his house and farms. Hundreds of villagers have been forced to take shelter in camps in the Indian state of Orissa after repeated attacks by a herd of elephants.

Ha! Suck on it, Hindu bitches.

Gaining momentum, they rampaged through other non-Christian homes, demolishing gardens and singling out the home of persecutors, leaving Christian homes untouched.

God is angry. Elephants enforce our will. Turn you all into frisbees.

These strange attacks have spread, and according to a report, the elephants have already destroyed more than 700 houses in 30 villages, and killed five people. Nobody in this area has seen or even imagined the unique appearance of a herd of wild elephants such as this. The elephants are not ordinary elephants; they appear to be on a mission . .

I just said that. You never listen.

This is a story from 2009, written in January 2010 by a priest in Sri Lanka, and posted by The ASftDoTF&P. And it’s on the front page at Good job, very worthy of note. Okay, next Townhall link:

Reflections on Cold Draft Beer
Written by Plinio Corrêa de Oliveira | The American Society for the Defense of Tradition, Family and Property

It was a particularly hot afternoon, so I gazed at the icy mug of beer before me with a sense of anticipation . .