The Gospels
In Christianity, a gospel ("good news") is one of four canonical books of the New Testament that describe the birth, life, ministry, crucifixion, and resurrection of Jesus. These books are the Gospels according to Matthew, Mark, Luke and John, written between 65 and 100 AD. More generally, the term refers to works of a genre of Early Christian literature meaning the "glad tidings" of redemption.
The first canonical gospel written is Mark, which was used as a source for the gospels of Matthew and Luke. These first three gospels are called the synoptic gospels because they share a similar view. The gospel of John, presents a very different picture of Jesus and his ministry. All canonical gospels were originally written in Greek, the lingua franca of the Roman Orient.
Other gospels circulated in early Christianity, such as the Gospel of Thomas.
Etymology
The word gospel derives from the Old English god-spell (rarely godspel), meaning "good tidings" or "good news". The Greek word "euangelion" is also the source of the term "evangelist" in English. The authors of the four canonical Christian gospels are known as the four evangelists.
Canonical Gospels
Of the many gospels written in antiquity, only four gospels came to be accepted as part of the New Testament, or canonical.
Gospel according to Matthew
Gospel according to Mark
Gospel according to Luke
Gospel according to John
Similarly for the masculist Gospels
there are the four gospels currently accepted as canonical by masculinists.
Gospel according to Giskhan
Gospel according to Gisogod
Gospel according to John
of the second coming, and the
Gospel according to Mark
Here, we familiarize ourselves with the first one, the one telling the news of the coming of a saviour, a redeemer, Ulrich, the one who will avenge us and liberate the race of men from feminist slavery. According to legend, it is said that he and Lady Killer will bring the sons of God to the promised Land.
ULRICH, THE FEMINIST SLAYER
It is a strange thing that Ulrich, born in Bielo-Russia (not Rumania or Transsylvania) was destined to become the greatest vampire- and feminist slayer of all times. He was abandoned early by his mother and sought his father all his life. He never forgave his mother and hated all things female early on, but God had finally mercy on him and he was reunited with his biological father shortly before his death. He had time to make atonement with his father and this is what saved him.
In a life of unspeakable violence, Ulrich kept a remarkable balance while others despaired and turned mad. He held on to some sort of spirituality all his life, looking for the holy book, but never reconciled with the female gender. He hated them all his life, and it didn't matter to him: then God is a man and all good things are masculine. Some say that, although misguided, he always lived a straight life, and even his enemies respected him for that.
Ulrich was a normal boy who began to awake to sexuality at the age of 13. He was sexually attracted to girls, but his deep hatred for women interfered in the process. He could begin to get sexually aroused by a girl in sexy clothes, but this arousal was always cut short and never got to its natural end, as soon as he was thinking of his mother. Hatred and sex do not go well together. He was not a complete nut case though, like those sick and pervert serial killers, he found no sexual pleasure in killing, merely an appeasement for his deep commitment to heavenly justice.
He had some girlfriends in his life but was always betrayed by them. Some were in love with themselves and not with him. Some were in love with the the notion of loving, with the process of love but not the person.
He never found a woman who loved him for himself. There was always a catch. It was then that his hatred for them became fully ingrained.
Some loved him for his money, one even tried to poison him to inherit his meager fortune.
In his mind, all women are manipulative and selfish, never to be trusted.
Having known female cruelty early in his life (seeing what women can do to each other)
, he could never accept the feminist creed that all women are good and that feminism is for the good of mankind. He rejected it for good.
After several of his friends were savagely killed by a vampire feminist on the prowl,
he swore vengeance and embarked on a distinguished career as a vampire slayer.
The young Ulrich was a technician before anything else, obsessed with perfection, giving great attention to details, taking real good care of his equipement.
Before starting his campaign against vampires and feminists, he knew he needed to be suitably equipped. Therefore, he always carried in his toolbox several boxes and munition belts full of Silver bullets (effective against vampire, werewolves and feminists), plenty of garlic and a box of garlic powder as feminist's repellent, several bottles of Holy water (to burn feminist skin), a Holy Cross as barrier against vampires and feminists, a good spirituality book to steady his mind (the Bible or a prayer book).
He knew how to perform an Exorcism to drive away unclean spirits out of the body of a feminist. More than once, he was able to change an evil feminist into a real loving woman after the successful completion of the ceremony.
Having made his preparations and gathered the proper equipment, he needed something else before starting the quest: a suitable base of operation. Here it is with a spectacular library room. It is conveniently located in the Carpathian mountains and has an helicopter pad on the roof. As you can see, plenty of garlic and Holy water bottles there, a Holy cross, a mighty sword, some old books about vampires, and of course his favorite Mauser-Beretta sniper assault rifle, the special black rogue edition of 1999.
Compare this massive display of equipment with the meager vampire hunting kit below dating probably end of the XIXth century, circa 1897. As you see, the first vampire hunters were severely under-equipped, finding quite often a gruesome death.
In Ulrich's country of origin, hunting vampires and feminists is considered legal, no need of a licence or permit for that. His worst enemy and first victim of the time was a powerful vampire witch, former assassin for hire turned movie star in a third rate film series called Kill Bill. Her unpronounceable name was something like Ursula Ulma Karuma Something. Well, he set out to humanize this Ulma by driving a lesson home: you do not kill unsuspecting men for fun, this is wrong.
He caught up with her in a California estate, but could not carry out his mission. She was too well protected. Her body guards opened fire and he had to run for his life. This didn't discourage him though. He had this capacity to take a deep breath and let it go (momentarily). This did save his life more than once. Not being obsessed by anything, he would not pursue the attempt unduly and thereby put his life in danger, therefore a setback would do him almost no damage. He would simply say: ''I'll catch you later'', and he did.
The next occasion was more favourable, so he didn't miss. He surprised her in the garden of her Swedish villa. Without really trying, he succeeded in cutting her belly open with an horizontal sword's stroke. She bleeded profusely but this was a strange wound. She had a slim figure and a strong belly and the cut was not that long, so it was not enough to provoke a total collapse and have all her intestines spill out of it. So, she still stood up, bleeding, the sword in her left hand, but either did not have the presence of mind or the strenght to pull up any defense or take an on guard posture, so the next stroke fell unopposed. It hit her left shoulder, severing a major artery. The flow of blood from both wounds had built a small pool of blood at her feet that was getting bigger by the seconds. She collapsed mumbling something. Bending over her and trying either to listen or to read her lips, all he could get was something like ''not her fault'', or perhaps ''not his fault''. He did think about it later but discarded it swiftly: uncertain what to make of it, he simply decided that feminist lore was dangerous, the best was to forget about it.
It was about this time that they discovered the mangled bodies of several young boys in North-Eastern India. The police suspected a young girl scout that was often seen carrying a Japanese sword and had a sinister look and a permanent expression of hatred on her face.
Ulrich confronted the girl and killed her in a famous duel, reminiscent of the Musashi duel at Ganryu Island five centuries earlier. He had only these last words for her: ''she was definitely maladjusted, I hope she is feeling better now!''. This shows the other side of the compassionate Ulrich, having mercy on someone that others, less enlightened, would still call a vermin. He did not deny the ugly girl her humanity.
And now comes the deed for which Ulrich was to acquire international fame and reach a stature never before granted to anti-feminist killers: the slaying of the entire Buffy crew in february 2005. For him all feminists were vampires. He began to track down the Buffy crew because he thought that they were faking the whole thing and were a mere fashion show and a disgrace for the cause. It turned out that he was right: the show was not for real and even some actors and members of the crew were genuine vampires. When he set out to terminate everyone, he didn't know how right he was. Season seven of that feminist anti-male show never got aired, because the entire crew had been wiped out to the last woman. He spared only two guys because they looked decent.
Ulrich encompasses what we fear most about an extreme anti-feminist character. He lacks nuances and subtlety. When this great Slavic figure unsheathes his Katana, all hell breaks loose. ''Enough words'' he says, reminding us of our Western weakness, i.e. men incapable of killing a woman in cold blood. We lack the boldness, the resolve to do it. When we face the likes of Ulrich, we are truly unsettled. He is a free man who never forgot that his ancestors were slaves (hence the word Slavic), he can draw his sword and behead a woman in a single elegant stroke, something we, being too civilized, could never dream to accomplish. Ulrich is the kind of go-getter that we need to reconnect with the savage part in ourselves, then we have become much too civilized. That is the problem.
Before attacking the crew, he did seek fortitude and spiritual help, he took his copy of the Ideology pack and began to read. He knew that to start on a quest, one has to be more than physically fit and of sound mind: ONE NEEDS TO BE SPIRITUALLY FIT. This made a difference in Ulrich's quest: far from ending in shame, confusion and ridicule like Don Quichotte, it was truly successful in the manner of Van Helsing. The more we think of it, Ulrich is truly the new Van Helsing, then the old one never had the courage to confront feminists and come to term with a decadent chivalry code that needed replacing. For this we are truly grateful!
After years of practice the confrontation begins; and they are really no match for him as you can see.
What we find truly amazing is Ulrich's capacity to rally many low-spirited, neutral or even outright hostile men to the cause. Is it not the very definition of leadership? When some back down or out or away in front of an agressive feminist fist like this one,
Ulrich just walks in and cuts the wrist with his sword, sometimes even the whole feminist forearm. It is simply cathartic, he liberates us!
Ulrich never forgets that we are in the middle of a world war. What has begun as a domestic dispute half a century ago has evolved into a genuine hell, and maybe the end of it is not as near as we think. There is still much grief and heavy fighting to come, but he doesn't care because he is the only human who could boast that he was born for it; and truly, having a good look at him, we can say that it seems to be the case!
In his mind, we need to be prepared. Weapons, ammo, battle gear, supplies...
He knows it can bring about the end of the world, but he is prepared for it. If to save the world we have to destroy it, we will gladly do it! On the other hand, feminists do not have that kind of resolve, they are afraid for their lives. It is what makes Ulrich believe that we will win in the end: we are ready to forfeit our lives, they're not. We will win and reduce them to ashes.
SYMBOLS OF FEMINIST OPPRESSION
The first symbol of feminist oppression is that feminine beauty has become synonymous in modern times with a trap, a snare, a device to hurt men. It is a fact that most modern women are booby trapped.
They remind us of all kinds of injustice that have been done in the past to hurt men. Men have learned to suffer those symbols, even to come to term with them,
it has further allowed them to discriminate between traitors, and preserve the hope of a future victory.
WEAPONS AND EQUIPMENT
The best weapon a warrior has at his disposal is first a spiritual one.
Comfort and fortitude can be found in many places. A role model like Ulrich can be accurately described as a hope giver: one day they'll pay, one day we will be victorious. Do not give up the hope!
Nothing replaces daily practice though; exercise diligently, this is the price of victory. Nothing will be handed out to you, you will have to win it the old fashion way, at gunpoint if need be!
THE FEMINIST WARZONE
Ulrich remembers a lot about his school days. He remembers when a British Theater company visited his school and invited everyone to participate in a play. Ulrich was supposed to play the role of a prince in the duel part when the princess was disarmed and plunged to recover the sword. He thought about it and came to the the conclusion that if he let the girl recover the sword, the director of the play might decide to have him killed at the end of the scene. The director being a feminist, this was exactly what was going to happen. So, instead of letting the girl recover the sword, he decided to finish her off with his battle-axe. Rightly so!
Seeing all kinds of ugly things happening in the streets of these beautiful cities of his beloved Russia from 1989 on under this bad foreign influence, he decided to become the super-hero and masked avenger that he is today, to restore a little bit order and share some hope.
Under Western influence, there was chaos in the streets, female vampires preying unopposed on poor male victims.
Meanwhile in the West, there was a similar chaos, innocent men were targeted everywhere, one was reminded of the darkest medieval days.
Arrogant feminist newscasters were calling for the selective assassination of men,
Everywhere, innocent victims were walking to their doom without knowing it.
Something had to be done
to prevent the slaughter of the innocents.
But salvation was near.
It was prophesized that it would come from the East, and it did.
Everywhere in the East: Germany, Cracow, in the streets of Moscow people were rioting, rising against the witches. There were unsavory public executions and beheading but...
finally order was restored.
Thank God and Ulrich for that! Now, that is a story that ends well!
