As
soon as I finished “Christafarianism
1.0”, I placed a sample chapter on the
Christafari message boards. It was called
“How To Witness To A Christafarian” and
I thought it might be a good chapter to
start a discussion with.
Although
the discussion went a bit heated every now
and then, it became clear that my essay was
at least respected because of it’s
argumentation and that’s where the
conversations went. But not for long.
When
the light is shed over something, everything
becomes visible. “True Colours”, as they
say. Were they red gold and green, in the
case of Christafari? Or red white and blue?
Action speak louder than words. And the
first weeks after Christafarianism was
published these actions turned out to be
quite telling indeed.
Where
the participants in the discussion were all
sincere in their reasoning, no matter if
they agreed with each other or not,
Christafari HQ had completely different
ideas about the “fires” in their
“back yard”.
Contrary
to the Christafarians, they knew where the
fires were all about. Christafari was now
going to be being exposed for what it was.
They knew that Christafarianism simply
can’t stand the Biblical or reasonical
test and can not be defended in an
intelectual debate. Not even in a message
board discussion..
After
all, it’s a culture in an industry,
presented as a usefull tool to witness
to Rastas. A business presented
as a mission. If people would wake up
and actually be able to see it for what it
is, this would have consequences.
So
one morning I woke up, clicked on the links
in my computer and found out that the thread
was deleted. Gone. I looked around in the
forum. No, there were no other deletions.
Just the one with the chapter in it.
My
eyes went to the top of the screen and I saw
that somebody had sent me a private message
through the Christafari message boards. I
thought that I was going to read their
explanation for the vanishing of the thread.
The message was indeed from a Christafari
employee, but it didn’t contain any
explanation.
However,
I was about to find out more.
Mohr’s
cell phone numer, for example. The letter
stated that he was awake at the moment the
mail was sent, and requested that I should
call him. I wrote back, that I had a private
e-mail adress and also a fax number and that
“for obvious reasons” I preferred these
manners of communication. What followed was
a short time full of weird correspondence
with a bizarre phone conversation as a
climax.
A
period of interogations, intimidations,
manipulations, and even the hardest public
“execution” a Christian can think of: an
anathema.
Strangely,
it started with the anathema and the rest
came after that. Most of the times,
persecution ends with an execution, but not
in my case. A significant detail which we
will explore more fully in the next
chapters.
After
I initially contacted one of the Christafari
moderators about the deletion of the thread,
he told me how he didn’t agree with the
decision. He gave the impression he was
willing to discuss the issues adressed in
the book in an open manner, as it should be.
But
it was obvious that “HQ” had different
plans.
The
thread turned out to be deleted by the same
person who wrote me the letter with Mohr’s
cell phone number. Although she hadn’t
said so herself. She knew what she was
doing.
I
wrote back and explained how deleting
discussions might provide them with some
comfort initially, but will later turn out
to bring them quite the opposite.
What
followed was a public reply and a private
correspondence with Mark Mohr. This happened
in the same time. So while the public was
reading one thing, I was reading something
else.
While
the public were given the idea that
Christafari was attacked because of their
Christian Faith, behind the scenes a
complete disdain for the Holy Scriptures was
painted in front of my eyes.
How
neccesary is it to bring this out to light?
How important is it to expose this
unbiblical practice which is taking so many
mind-prisoners?
How important is it to expose
hypocracy and set the captives free?
Very.
My
book would force Mark Mohr and Christafari
to explain themselves more clearly. To show
themselves for what they are and not for
what they want people to think they are.
Because
the book was heavily documented they would
have a hard job to proof me wrong. But they
had too. Or they had to “kill” me. The
choice was theirs. Anyway it would show
their true colours and they knew it. Or at
least sensed it. They could not permit the
critique to be discussed in their own “back
yard” as they called their message
board. In order to continue their
“image” they had to re-create the
enviroment in which they communicated with
people.
Or
change their ways.
Unfortunately
Christafari chose to continue their policy
and philosophy, be it in a slightly changed
variety. In their own words: more “political
correct”. And they chose to “kill”
me.
Hard
words? Perhaps. But the fact, which these
words describe, is documented in the
following chapters. And of course I don’t
consider myself to be killed. But
spiritually, Christafari did try to
“kill” me and because of their
exposition they had to do it publicly.
What
happened to me, happened to more people. The
only difference is, that my story is
published in this and that other book as
well as a number of other publications. And
that makes my story more or less symbolical
for all the other, untold, stories. And that
makes me symbolical for all those people who
are victimized by Christafari simply for
being in Christafari’s way.
At least, that is why I wrote it. Not to
draw attention to myself, not to draw
attention to the victimization itself,
either. Because we will also find out why
christafari did what they did, and do what
they do. Even Mark Mohr isn’t important in
this context. This book is not about Mark
Mohr either. It’s all about Christafarianism.
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