Enemies by Proxy?

Enemies by Proxy?

Do people ever tire of being told who their enemies are?  It seems to me, the loudest mouth piece is only paid lip-service by people who have no minds of their own.  The drones.  The people that want to belong to something, even if it’s a hate group.  Why would anyone actively join a hate group anyway?  I have some theories about that, I’ll save you the psycho-analysis but I’ll offer you this:

In truth, each person is an individual but when they join a group they will get caught up in group think.  It reminds me of the Borg Race from Star Trek:  ”We are many, we will assimilate you, resistance is futile.


Someone or something has to be running the show.  What is at the center of that hate group?  Is there a leader?  And if there is one to be found, what are you being led to?


Why would anyone want to gain enemies by Proxy?  Most people are widely unaware that they are being used by others.  No one really enjoys admitting to themselves that they are pawns in another man’s game.  If you’ve found yourself committing deeds for another, well then you are just a proverbial hired hit man, but what’s the pay-off?  What are your rewards for being a lackey and a good little sheep?


I’m often amazed at how many enemies I earn by proxy.  People I don’t know, or have ever had an exchange with personally.  They are typically some superficial ‘friend’ of another, making me their enemies by Proxy.  Personally, I have no enemies.   Adversity is part of the human condition, if we were to consider any opposing force our enemies, we would have nothing but.  I’m adversarial to many things, and there’s a shit ton I won’t personally tolerate, but enemies?

In an Internet environment it’s even more foolish when you consider what you are really dealing with.   When you distinguish what the term enemy means, in what manner are Internet users a threat to me?  It’s simple: They are not.   There are billions of people on the net, and none of them are my enemies.  It doesn’t mean that ‘I’ am not a threat to them.  It begs to question:  What makes me so threatening?

In more recent years I’ve earned a few new monikers to my belt: AL Capone, Gangster, The Executioner, and The Crawling Chaos.  Why?  I speak my mind, I don’t live in fear, and I have a good time doing it.  I suppose this makes me a threat, because in order to have ammunition against me, ‘I’ have to be what people imagine me to be.  To include imagining my weaknesses.

All the usual stuff is used to combat me because I’m a woman.  The thing is, I’m no A-typical woman.  And who knew I was such a conquest for such inept Internet Users?  My amusement aside, the weirdest part, is that most of these limp-dicked keyboard warriors have made me their enemy by proxy.   Half the time, I don’t think they even know why I’m their enemy.  The other half, they are too busy drinking the cult Kool-Aid dished out from some cult of personality.  Right out of the troughs laid out before them.


Symbols do have Power.  In some measure I represent the symbol of a woman that cannot be mulled over with your a-typical, less than original methodologies.  I represent the weirdness of the Cthulhu Cult, Sin Jones, and the Sintristic Methodologies I employ without batting an eye-lash.

On top of that, I do it with a smile.  People imagine me to be some miserable, raging Bitch.  People do have active imaginations.  Do I need to be angry to speak frankly and earnestly about my thoughts on any given subject?  I suppose, people do have their needs.  THEY need.
I have my own needs thank you very much.  I suppose I also have to have some cross to bear to live Satanically.  People do need their burdens too, don’t they?  I am no beast of burden.   I also don’t have to be at war with other religions or their adherents.  That alone may make me an enemy by Proxy. If you find that as weird as I do, keep reading.

At what point did people forget that our individual lives are our own?  If a group of people have been assimilated into the fold, it doesn’t mean I have.   I live wholly outside of it, and have and shields are up to ensure I’m not infected with such a virus.   The best defense is a good offense right?


Why do people believe I should be engaged in Proxy Wars?  I bow to no man, nor will I be used as some muscle for hire.  Funny thing about Al Capone, he died at home and surrounded by his family.  He lived his life on his own terms, against the grain and he was among the most notorious gangster archetypes in American History.

Thank you gentlemen.  You honor me, my spirit and are in your own self-admitted conscience glorifying me with your praise.

You want something from me, perhaps it’s my distinctiveness, my attributes and qualities you want for yourself.  It is by no coincidence that the Borg were created for the Star Trek series and film. The origins can be found in early Scandinavian cultures which created the Surname Borg, meaning ‘Fortress’ or ‘Stronghold’, it was a popularized name of the Viking class.  It also means ‘Fortification’.  In making me your enemy by Proxy you admit that want to be fortified by me in some manner.  That I have penetrated your fortress of woe.

“Lo there do I see my father. Lo there do I see my mother, my sisters, and my brothers. Lo there do I see the line of my people, back to the beginning. Lo they do call me. They bid me take my place among them in the Halls of Valhalla. Where the brave, may live forever.”

May you be permitted to enter Valhalla to find me at the gate still smiling


Sin Jones

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