The Evil, Evil Mind Of Buzz Dixon
People think I’m a nice guy.
I’m not.
Deep down in my heart of hearts I am a genuinely inventive sadistic bastard. It took me decades to learn not to blurt out what I was thinking just because it popped up in me widdle bwain.
Why do people not notice my sadism? Well, for one thing I possess enough empathy to ask myself after I come up with a particularly nasty thought, “How would I feel if someone did that to me?”
And I recognize how genuinely evil that thought is and dismiss it unuttered, never acting on it.
But I still think ‘em.
Recently while exploring a rabbit hole on an entirely unrelated topic, I stumbled across the story of a female saint martyred at a young age.
And the thought that popped into my head was “This would make a great torture porn movie for Christian audiences.”
No, I’m not kidding. You could make a low budget movie that spends most of its time subjecting a naked 13 year old to Braveheart / Passion Of The Christ / Salo levels of degradation and abuse, then tie it all up in a neat little bow that proclaims how wonderful it was she died this way, giving courage to others to die for their faith.
And the best / worst part is you could claim it’s all true, despite the fact we’re not 100% certain she actually existed and have ample reason to believe the amount and type of torture laden on her was exaggerated and elaborated on by later accounts and artistic depictions.
No matter, you could crank out a movie with minimum competency that would be regarded as obscene child sex abuse porn by everyone outside the evangelical sphere and still find it welcomed in church basements around the country by Christians who would passionately defend it as an expression of their undying faith.
And that’s the difference between me and many (perhaps most) of my co-religionists.
I can look at this idea, see it would be feasible, but realize it would (a) screw up a lot of young kids — especially girls — exposed to it and (b) most Christians watching it wouldn’t be watching for spiritual edification but to get their Simon Peters off ala the more unsavory PornHub channels.
Too many of my co-religionists would say, “Great idea! We can make a bundle off this! …uh…for the Lord, of course.”
(C) Buzz Dixon
(No, I’m not going to give you the name of the saint, find her yourself. I’ve already posted enough details for a Google search.)
