On Days Such As This...

I'm not having a bad day...it's a pretty good day. But I will tell you one thing that I'm...maybe obsessed with. I enjoy reading true crime stories. I think part of it is that it boggles my mind to an extent. And it's much scarier then any horror film I could ever imagine.

Today is the 31st anniversary of the Jonestown Massacre.



And you know what I keep thinking of? Matthew 24:24:

'For false Christs and false prophets will appear and perform great signs and miracles to deceive even the elect--if that were possible.'

Jim Jones started out as a preacher and eventually believed himself to be God. Have you ever seen the documentary? With the survivors and Jim Jones' son? It's absolutely incredible. I think it's the one entitled 'Jim Jones: The Life and Death of the People's Temple'. His son wasn't at Jonestown when 'White Night' was called and they started to kill the children, but he received word from those who survived that his mother had to be restrained as the children were injected or forced to drink the poisoned Kool-Aid and then she was the first one to drink it afterwards. She couldn't live her life watching those children suffer and die.

The one thing that everyone, EVERYONE, says is that Jonestown seemed like such a good thing. It seemed like heaven on earth and they thought they were making a Utopia and then it all went to hell.

Their interracial children were loved by all people and not scorned like they were outside of the People's Temple. They were learning to take care of each other and lean on each other. But then...

I guess it just makes me think how something that looks so good can really be so evil. They always talk about the wolf in sheep's clothing...

So today is in honor of the victims of Jonestown, since it has been revealed that most did not drink the Kool-Aid of their volition, but were forced at gun point or injected with needles. God rest their souls.