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|Chinese traditional religion||Ontario: Toronto||2000||Sawyer, Robert J. Calculating God. New York: Tor (2000); pg. 266.|| "'These tomb pieces,' said Christine, standing by one of the stone camels, 'were purchased by the museum in 1919 and 1920 from George Crofts, a British fur trader and art dealer stationed in Tianjin. They supposedly come from the tomb complex at Fengtaizhuang in Hebei province and are said to belong to the famous Ming-dynasty general Zu Dashou, who died in 1656 A.D.'
The aliens murmured among themselves. They were clearly fascinated; maybe they didn't build monuments to their own dead.
'Chinese society at this time was shaped by the idea that the universe was a highly ordered place,' continued Christine. 'The tomb and tomb figures here reflect this idea of a structured cosmos, and--' "
|Chinese traditional religion||Oregon||1993||Wilson, Robert Charles. The Harvest. New York: Bantam (1993); pg. 82-83.||"He was ashamed that there had been times when he thought of himself as 'the President'--as a sort of icon, less man than emblem. He supposed that was how the Roman emperors might have felt, annointed by the gods; or their Chinese counterparts ruling under the Mandate of Heaven. "|
|Chinese traditional religion||Singapore||2022||Sterling, Bruce. Islands in the Net. New York: Arbor House/William Morrow (1988); pg. 200.||"Below her, three stories down by the loading docks, a gang of Anti-Labourites practiced their morning Tai Chi Chuan. Soft, languorous, hypnotic movements. No one led them, but they moved in unison. "|
|Chinese traditional religion||T'ien Shan||3131||Simmons, Dan. The Rise of Endymion. New York: Bantam (1998 mass market edition; first ed. 1997); pg. 294.|| "Glancing to the eat and north again, beyond Hua Shan and the short central peak of Sung Shan, I can easily see the incredible summit of T'ai Shan silhouetted against the rising Oracle more than three hundred klicks away. This is the Great Peak of the Middle Kingdom, 18,200 meters tall, with its town of Tai'an--the City of Peace--hunkered down at the 9,000-meter level, and its legendary 27,000-step staircase rising from Tai'an, through the snowfields and rock walls, all the way to the mythical Temple of the Jade Emperor on the summit.
Beyond our Sacred Mountain of the North, I know, rise the Four Mountains of Pilgrimage for the Buddhist faithful--O-meri Shan to the west; Chiu-hua Shan, 'Nine Flower Mountain,' the south; Wu-t'ai Shan, the 'Five Terrace Mountain' with its welcoming Purple Palace to the north; and lowly but subtly beautiful P'u-t'o Shan to the far east. " [Many other refs., not in DB.]
|Chinese traditional religion||United Kingdom: London||2075||Ryman, Geoff. The Child Garden; or A Low Comedy. New York: St. Martin's Press (1989); pg. 170.||"...knew its Latin name because she loved the tree: ailanthus altissima. The Chinese called it the Tree of Heaven. "|
|Chinese traditional religion||United Kingdom: London||2075||Ryman, Geoff. The Child Garden; or A Low Comedy. New York: St. Martin's Press (1989); pg. 187.||"On the first landing, there were old TV sets, cables folded over their heads and rows of frozen painted Chinese Buddhas. "|
|Chinese traditional religion||USA||1990||Dick, Philip K. The Man in the High Castle. New York: G.P. Putnam's Sons (1962); pg. 21.||"Mr. Nobusuke Tagomi sat consulting the divine Fifth Book of Confucian wisdom, the Taoist oracle called for centuries the I Ching or Book of Changes. " [Many refs. to I Ching, most not in DB. Where I Ching is mentioned not in reference to a named religion (Confucianism or Taoism), it is listed in DB under 'Confucianism.']|
|Chinese traditional religion||USA||1999||Bear, Greg. Darwin's Radio. New York: Del Rey (1999); pg. 333.|| "Governor Harris was giving yet another press conference...
'...We are a community, a state [Washington], a region, a nation, out of control with grief and panicked by an incomprehensible act of God.'
The proud citizens of the U.S.A., she thought, were adopting a very Chinese attitude. With the favor of Heaven so obviously withdrawn, their support for any and all governments had diminished drastically. "
|Chinese traditional religion||USA||1999||Willis, Connie. "Miracle " in Miracle and Other Christmas Stories. New York: Bantam (1999); pg. 12.|| "'She's into New Age stuff. Channeling. Aromatherapy. Last year she sent me a crystal pyramid mate selector for Christmas.'
'The Eastern Philosophy of the month,' Evie said. 'Zen, Sufism, tai chi--' "
|Chinese traditional religion||USA - Southwest||2043||Morse, David. The Iron Bridge. New York: Harcourt Brace & Co. (1998); pg. 122.||Pg. 122: "'Destiny is just a human construct. You don't believe in some large inevitability?'
'Dunno. Can't say. As a scientist I see an order to the universe that lies outside our comprehension. What Mr. Ho calls li. But I'm not comfortable giving it a name. And what human beings call destiny or God's will or Natural Law is a spit in the ocean compared to that orderly flow. Invariably those terms become political.' "; Pg. 123: "Mr. Ho used to say that compassion is for all creatures, not just or our fellow humans; that the universe is not human-hearted. A person who wishes to be in harmony with the universe will not be human-hearted. "
|Chinese traditional religion||world||1250 C.E.||Anthony, Piers. For Love of Evil. New York: William Morrow & Co. (1988); pg. 264-265.||"'Quite all right, Satan. I do not have the following that eithe rof You do, or, indeed, that Allah does, or any of the great Oriental Presences...' "|
|Chinese traditional religion||world||1981||Crowley, John. Little, Big. New York: Bantam (1981); pg. 446.||"'Yes. The Chinese, you know, believe that deep within each of us, no larger than the ball of your thumb, is the garden of the immortals, the great valley where we are all king forever.' "|
|Chinese traditional religion||world||2047||Bear, Greg. Queen of Angels. New York: Warner Books (1994; 1st ed. 1990); pg. 83.||"Mary began the long impromptu t'ai chi dance, arms twisting, as she had the morning before but with more grace assurance fluidity. She thought herself a lake a river a fall of rain over the city. She found her center hung still for a moment there and opened her eyes... "|
|Chinese traditional religion||world||2200||Arnason, Eleanor. A Woman of the Iron People. New York: William Morrow & Co. (1991); pg. 113.||"'...Everything about this particle happens in sets of two, according to the message. The person in Beijing wanted to call in a guanyon in honor of the Chinese goddess of mercy Guan Yin. Apparently the goddess came to her in a dream, standing in a lotus flower and holding the crucial equation written on a fan...' "|
|Chinese traditional religion||world||2200||Arnason, Eleanor. A Woman of the Iron People. New York: William Morrow & Co. (1991); pg. 336.||"How could I ask the bodhisattva for compassion when I felt nothing for these little beings except an ineffectual guilt? And what in hell was wrong with me? Was I reverting? I was a modern person, a native of Hawaii. I knew nothing about the religious beliefs of the ancient Chinese, except what I had read in books or heard when I did a study of the Chinese community in Melbourne. So why was I praying to the bodhisattva? And why did I care about what happened to these wretched little animals? "|
|Chinook||Washington||1905||Gloss, Molly. Wild Life. New York: Simon & Schuster (2000); pg. 228.||-|
|Chippewa/Ojibwa||Louisiana: New Orleans||1929||Rice, Anne. The Witching Hour. New York: Ballantine (1993; c. 1990); pg. 472.||Chippewa Street|
|Chippewa/Ojibwa||Minnesota||1850||Erdrich, Louise. The Antelope Wife. New York: HarperCollins (1998); pg. 3.||"Deep in the past during a spectacular raid upon an isolated Ojibwa village mistaken for hostile during the scare over the starving Sioux, a dog bearing upon its back a frame-board tikinagun enclosing a child in moss... "|
|Chippewa/Ojibwa||Minnesota||1860||Erdrich, Louise. The Antelope Wife. New York: HarperCollins (1998); pg. 35.||"Hauling knives, guns, kettles, dressed inn skins and velvet, he showed up in the raw territory of the wolf and married six Ojibwa women of whom the oldest, who was sixteen years older than he was, took care of him best and stayed with him the longest. "|
|Chippewa/Ojibwa||Minnesota||1998||Erdrich, Louise. The Antelope Wife. New York: HarperCollins (1998); pg. 128.||"' 'Gaween,' said the Ojibwa dog, modestly. 'You know us Chippewa dogs, we got the love medicine. Me, I'm getting a shampoo and my nails clipped.' ' "|
|Chippewa/Ojibwa||Minnesota||1998||Erdrich, Louise. The Antelope Wife. New York: HarperCollins (1998)||[Book jacket] "'Family stories repeat themselves in patterns and waves, generation to generation, across bloods and time. Once the pattern is set we go on replicating it,' writes Louise Erdrich... Rooted in the landscape of city life, yet continually influenced by the power of Ojibwa family, the intricacies of Ojibwa language and religious belie, this book extends the branches of the families who populate Erdrich's work and reflects the irrevocable patterns set in motion by certain fateful acts... The novel begins with a soldier, who deserts the cavalry during a cruel raid on an Ojibwa village to chase a dog bearing on its back a baby on a cradle board strung with breathtaking blue beads. Generations later, a fast-talking trader kidnaps a silent and powerful woman from a powwow. In a haunting re-creation of a native tale, the woman is part antelope. " [Ojibwa are the central cultural group in the book. Refs. throughout, not in DB.]|
|Chippewa/Ojibwa||Minnesota||1998||Erdrich, Louise. The Antelope Wife. New York: HarperCollins (1998); pg. 110.||"Some bloods they go together like water--the French Ojibwas: You mix those up and it is all one person. Like me. Others are a little less predictable. You make a person from a German and an Indian, for instance, and you're creating a two-souled warrior always fighting with themself. I'm nondescript, I think. Average-looking girl, is what I'm saying--olive skin, brown hair, rounded here and rounded there. Swedish and Norwegian Indians abound in this region, too, and now, Hmong-Ojibwas, those last so beautiful you want to follow them around and see if they are real. Take an Indian who shows her Irish, like Cecille, however, and you're playing with hot dynamite. "|
|Chippewa/Ojibwa||Minnesota||2002||Bear, Greg. Vitalis. New York: Ballantine (2002); pg. 176.||"My daughter lives in Minneapolis. Always a chameleon, she had acquired the distinctive Minne-sooa-tah Norwegian-Chippewa accent after six years and seldom called. "|
|Chippewa/Ojibwa||New York||2020||Vonnegut Jr., Kurt. Player Piano. New York: Delacorte Press (1952); pg. 34.||"The Meadows was a flat, grassy island in the St. Lawrence, in Chippewa Bay... "|
|Chippewa/Ojibwa||Ontario||2002||Sawyer, Robert J. Hominids. New York: Tor (2002); pg. 30.|| "'What language is that?' Paul asked Louise.
Louise shrugged. 'Ojibwa?' she said. There was an Ojibwa reserve not far from the mine.
'No,' Reuben said, shaking his head. "
|Chippewa/Ojibwa||Riverworld||2008||Farmer, Philip Jose. To Your Scattered Bodies Go. New York: Berkeley Medallion Books (1971); pg. 58.||"'...I tried that and French and German... Onondaga Iroquois, Ojibway, Italian... "|
|Chippewa/Ojibwa||Tennessee||2054||Dick, Philip K. & Ray Nelson. The Ganymede Takeover. New York: Ace Books (1967); pg. 7.||"'There are...unpacified Negroes in that bale. And hordes of Chipua and Chawkta Indians holed up there in the mountains. It's the bung-hole of the conquered realms. And they know it...' "|
|Chippewa/Ojibwa||USA||1992||Simmons, Dan. "Sleeping with Teeth Women " in Lovedeath. New York: Warner Books (1993); pg. 123.||"And while the Blackfeet were busy slaughtering the River Crows, the Assiniboins, the Grosventre, the Crees, the Plains Ojibwas, and the big Ojibwas--the Chipewa... "|
|Chippewa/Ojibwa||USA||1996||McDevitt, Jack. Ancient Shores. New York: HarperCollins (1996); pg. 266.||Epigraph: A quote from an Ojibwa poem|
|Chippewa/Ojibwa||USA||1998||Wilson, Robert Charles. Mysterium. New York: Bantam (1994); pg. 27.||"There was a fire on the old Ojibway reserve and lights didn't work. "; Pg. 83: "the undeveloped lands of the old Ojibway reserve... "; Pg. 191: "...roaming the old Ojibway land. "; Pg. 241: "...Ojibway land. " [Book contains many reference to Ojibway, not all in DB.]|
|Chippewa/Ojibwa||USA||2004||Hand, Elizabeth. Catwoman. New York: Ballantine (2004). Based on screenplay by John Rogers, Mike Ferris, and John Brancato; pg. 105.||And masks. Patience had never seen so many masks. Leering Ojibwa masks of carved wood...|
|Chippewa/Ojibwa||Wisconsin||1986||Grimwood, Ken. Replay. New York: Arbor House (1986); pg. 217.||"...outside the town of Chippewa Falls. "|
|Chippewa/Ojibwa||world||2166||Farmer, Philip Jose. "Riders of the Purple Wage " in The Hugo Winners: Volumes One and Two. (Isaac Asimov, ed.) Garden City, NY: Nelson Doubleday (1971; story copyright 1967); pg. 629.||"His forehead and cheeks are broad, perhaps due to a shot of Ojibway blood in his veins, though he was born Finnegan and even sweats celtically... "|
|Chippewa/Ojibwa||world||3417||Farmer, Philip Jose. Dayworld Breakup. New York: Tor (1990); pg. 78.||"...Old Man Coyote of Amerind myth?--who urped a huge white rabbit--Owasso of the Ojibway Indians?--whose huge mouth hurled out a giant black spider... "|
|Choctaw||Illinois||1928||Bradbury, Ray. Dandelion Wine. New York: Bantam (1982; c. 1957); pg. 102.||"He could pathfind more trails than any Choctaw or Cherokee since time began.. "|
|Choctaw||Mississippi||1998||Keyes, J. Gregory. Newton's Cannon. New York: Ballantine (1998); pg. 296.||"He is currently writing a dissertation on the ethnohistory and ethnoecology of the Mississippi Band of Choctaw Indians for the University of Georgia... Greg and Nell now live in Seattle, Washington... Restricted now by geography from playing his favorite sport--Kapucha Toli, a Choctaw game involving heavy sticks and few rules--he has recently taken up foil fencing. "|
|Choctaw||North America||1881||Turtledove, Harry. How Few Remain. New York: Ballantine (1997); pg. 196.||"'Cherokees,' Stuart said quietly. 'Choctaws. They might as well be white themselves--well, some of them.' "|
|Choctaw||North America||2002||Waldrop, Howard. Them Bones. New York: Ace Science Fiction (1984); pg. 20.||"Near noon I came across a footprint... The print is light and has only the single outline of the sole. So we are dealing with Amerindians, or Cajuns... My grandfather was a Choctaw and my great-grandmother a Chickasaw But they were the Choctaws and Chickasaws who weren't removed in the 1800s, but the ones who owned slaves and lived in brick houses... Besides, I doubt Choctaw or Chickasaw would do me any good on this side of the big river... This is, after all, Louisiana. "; Pg, 17: "I'd seen enough the last six weeks, up there in 2002 [the time the character is from] "|
|Choctaw||Oklahoma||1914||Turtledove, Harry. The Great War: American Front (alternate history novel). New York: Ballantine (1998); pg. 244.||"Sequoyah [where Oklahoma is], but itself, was a Confederate state. But within its borders lay five separate nations: those of the Creeks, Cherokees, Choctaws, Chickasaw, and Seminoles, the Five Civilized Tribes. They kept their local autonomy and guarded it with zeal... "|
|Choctaw||Pennsylvania||1722||Keyes, J. Gregory. A Calculus of Angels. New York: Ballantine (1999); pg. 4.||"'You a Delaware? Mohawk?' John demanded... Red Shoes could tell that they were craning their necks, looking for his imaginary red army. He had heard rumors that the unreasonable cold had provoked warfare between some of the northern tribes and white towns like Philadelphia--but surely no one would mistake him for a Sis Nations man or a Delaware. He was Choctaw, and looked Choctaw. "|
|Choctaw||Riverworld||2008||Farmer, Philip Jose. To Your Scattered Bodies Go. New York: Berkeley Medallion Books (1971); pg. 166.||"He turned back toward the guest huts. Drums were beating up and down along the shore, and people with burning torches were hastening toward the Roundhouse... He answered that he thought the Choctaws across the river were making a raid. "|
|Choctaw||Tennessee||2054||Dick, Philip K. & Ray Nelson. The Ganymede Takeover. New York: Ace Books (1967); pg. 7.||"'There are...unpacified Negroes in that bale. And hordes of Chipua and Chawkta Indians holed up there in the mountains. It's the bung-hole of the conquered realms. And they know it...' "|
|Choctaw||United Kingdom: London||1989||Laidlaw, Marc. "His Powder'd Wig, His Crown of Thornes " in Omni Visions One (Ellen Datlow, ed). Greensboro, NC: Omni Books (1993; story copyright 1989); pg. 147.||"There were so many gewgaws of native 'art' being thrust in his face by faddishly war-painted Cherokees that this was just another nuisance to avoid, like the huge radios blaring obnoxious 'Chocktawk' percussions and the high pitched warbling of Tommy Hawkes... "|
|Choctaw||USA||1989||Simmons, Dan. Phases of Gravity. New York: Bantam (1989); pg. 176.||"...reminded of New England as he passed through small towns with names like Choctaw and Leslie, Yellville and Salesvile... "|
|Choctaw||world||1722||Keyes, J. Gregory. A Calculus of Angels. New York: Ballantine (1999)||[Back cover] "1722... But their safety is tenuous, as Peter the Great marches his unstoppable forces across Europe. And half a world away, Cotton Mather and Blackbeard the pirate lead a party of colonial luminaries back across the Atlantic to discover what has befallen the Old World. With them sails Red Shoes, a Choctaw shaman whose mysterious connections to the invisible world warn him that they are all moving toward a confrontation as violent as it is decisive . . . " [Red Shoes in of the main characters. Many refs., not in DB.]|
|Christian Coalition||Maine||1999||Hand, Elizabeth. Glimmering. New York: HarperCollins (1997); pg. 33.||"...even after they sang themselves hoarse at church suppers and Christian Coalition fundraisers, country fairs and weddings, funerals and baptisms... "|
|Christian Fundamentalist||Alabama||1981||Simmons, Dan. Carrion Comfort. New York: Warner Books (1990; c. 1989); pg. 504.||"'Jimmy Wayne, for two days you've been showing me around this fundamentalist Disneyland and every... thing I've seen is designed to separate some provincial moron's money from his genuine imitation cowhide wallet. You've got machines sorting the letters from checks from the empty ones, you've got computers scanning the letters and writing their own replies, you've got computerized phone banks, direct mail campaigns... and televised church services that make Mr. Ed reruns look like highbrow programming . . .' "|
|Christian Fundamentalist||Alabama||1988||Simmons, Dan. "Vanni Fucci Is Alive and Well and Living in Hell " in Prayers to Broken Stones. New York: Bantam (1992; c. 1988); pg. 73.|| "'Ah,' said Brother Freddy [an Alabama Evangelical minister]... It's only through the mercy of Jesus that we can avoid [Hell] as our ultimate address. When did you finally accept Christ as your Saviour?'
Vanni Fucci [an Italian Catholic] smiled, showing very white teeth against dark skin. 'I never did,' he said. 'In my day one was not--as you Fundamentalists put it--'saved.' We were baptized into the Church as children...' "
|Christian Fundamentalist||Alabama||1988||Simmons, Dan. "Vanni Fucci Is Alive and Well and Living in Hell " in Prayers to Broken Stones. New York: Bantam (1992; c. 1988); pg. 76.||Pg. 75: "'Have you read the Comedy?' asked Vanni Fucci.
...'Comedy?' said Brother Freddy... "; Pg. 76: "'He called it his Comedy,' said Vanni Fucci. 'Later generations of sycophants added the Divine.' He frowned at Brother Freddy, an impatient teacher waiting for a slow child to respond.
'I'm sorry . . . I don't . . .' began Brother Freddy...
'Alighieri?' prompted Vanni Fucci. 'A dirty little Florentine who lusted after an eight-year-old girl? Wrote one readable thing in his entire miserable life?' He turned toward the guests on the divan. 'Come on, come on, don't any of you read?'
The five Christians on the couch seemed to shrink back.
'Dante!' shouted the handsome foreigner. 'Dante Alighieri. What's the deal here, gentleman? To join the Fundamentalists Club you have to park your brains at the door and stuff your skull your hominy and grits, is that it?'
'Just one minute . . .' said Brother Freddy, rising. "
|Christian Fundamentalist||Archaria III||2364||Betancourt, John Gregory. Infection (Star Trek: TNG / Double Helix: Book 1 of 6). New York: Pocket Books (1999); pg. 16.||Pg. 13: "'Archaria III is in many ways a throwback to human civilization two or three hundred years ago. It was settled by religious zealots early in the 22nd century, and although they have largely come into the Federation's fold, old prejudices... still bubble to the surface from time to time... A radical political group called the Purity League claims the plague is an act of God against 'blasphemous unnatural unions.' ' ";
Pg. 16: "'That is correct, sir,' said Data. 'It was settled in 2102 by a human sect of religious fundamentalists called the Brotherhood. Seven years later, these human settlers encountered Peladian settlers, who had colonized the planet almost simultaneously... After a series of small wars... peaceful relations and coexistence began... Until Father Veritas and the Purity League burst onto the scene...' " [More. Fundamentalists bent on racial purity based on Bob Jones Univ.-style Christian Fundamentalists and Southern Baptist-led Ku Klux Klan.]
|Christian Fundamentalist||Arkansas||2088||Heinlein, Robert A. Stranger in a Strange Land. New York: G. P. Putnam's Sons (1961); pg. 300.||"An interchurch fundamentalist group opened offices in Van Buren, Arkansas, to solicit funds to send missionaries to the Martians... "|
|Christian Fundamentalist||Australia||1987||Bryant, Edward. "Down in the Dreamtime " in Wild Cards IV: Aces Abroad (George R.R. Martin, ed.) New York: Bantam (1988); pg. 260.|| "'...A man named Leo Barnett.'
'The TV evangelist?'
'The ace-baiting, intolerant, psychotic, species-chauvinist son of a bitch,' said Rettig with sudden passion. 'That TV evangelist? Fire-breather, some call him?' " [Other refs., not in DB.]
|Christian Fundamentalist||Australia||2025||Egan, Greg. "Cocoon " in Isaac Asimov's Detectives (Gardner Dozois and Sheila Williams, eds.) New York: Ace Books (1998; c. 1994); pg. 48.|| "'...And yes, I know there are dozens of countries where it's still illegal--along with joining the wrong political parties or the wrong religions. Parades in Oxford Street aren't going to change that.'
'People are still bashed in this city. People are still discriminated against.'
'Yeah. And people are also shot dead in peak-hour traffic for playing the wrong music in their car stereos, or denied jobs because they live in the wrong suburbs... leaving out a few psychotics, and a few fundamentalist bigots . . . most people just don't care.' "
|Christian Fundamentalist||Australia||2025||Egan, Greg. "Cocoon " in Isaac Asimov's Detectives (Gardner Dozois and Sheila Williams, eds.) New York: Ace Books (1998; c. 1994); pg. 74.||"A hundred or so leather-clad women--on noise-enhanced--electric motorbikes went riding past in a crucifix formation, behind a banner which read DYKES ON BIKES FOR JESUS. I recalled the small group of fundamentalists I'd passed earlier, their backs to the parade route lest they turn into pillars of salt, holding up candles and praying for rain. "|
|Christian Fundamentalist||California||1996||Bear, Greg. The Forge of God. New York: Tor (1987); pg. 271-272.|| "Compunews... Nov. 29...
... Death Valley proper... Among their numbers are approx. 10,000 Forge of Godders, with their various prophets and religious guides. The American branch of this cult has arisen in just three weeks, sown in the fertile religious ground of the American South & West by the President's blunt, uncompromising words. I have spoken with these people, and they share the President's convictions. Most are fundamentalist Christians, seeing this as the Apocalypse predicted in the Bible. But many come from other faiths, other religious around the world. They say they will stay here until the end. As one cultist told me, 'This is the center. This is where it's at. Forget Australia. The End of the World begins right here, in Death Valley.' "
|Christian Fundamentalist||California: San Francisco||2036||Besher, Alexander. Mir: A Novel of Virtual Reality. New York: Simon & Schuster (1998); pg. 217.|| "Dorje replied, 'We're just here to say a prayer or two. We won't interfere, I promise.'
'Last time we had some Christian Scientists trying to sabotage the equipment. We had to call in the police and the fire department to make sure everything was okay. It's a strict city ordinance. This is an FTZ--a fundamentalist-free zone. No monkey business allowed or we get busted, got it?' "
|Christian Fundamentalist||Canada||2020||Heinlein, Robert A. Friday. New York: Holt, Rinehart and Winston (1982); pg. 102.|| "Georges was shouting. 'Turn up your sound! Or come out here!'
We hurried to join him.
'--of the Lord! Pay no heed to vain boasts of sinners! We alone are responsible for the apocalyptic signs you see all around you. Satan's minions have attempted to usurp the Holy work of God's chosen instruments and to distort it to their own vile ends. For this they are not being punished. Meanwhile the worldly rulers of mundane affairs here below are commanded to do the following Holy works:
'End all trespass into the Heavenly realm. Had the Lord intended man to travel in space he would have given him wings.
'Suffer not a witch to live. So-called genetic engineering mocks the Lord's dearest purposes. Destroy the foul dens in which such things are done. Kill the walking dead up in those black pits. Hang the witches who practice these vile arts.' "
|Christian Fundamentalist||Canada||2020||Heinlein, Robert A. Friday. New York: Holt, Rinehart and Winston (1982); pg. 103.||[A fundamentalist/Evangelical Christian is preaching.] "'Men who lie with men, women who lie with women, any who lie with beats--all shall die by stones. As shall women taken in adultry.
'Papists and Saracens and infidels and Jews and all who bow down to idolatrous images--the Angels of the Lord say unto you: Repent for the hour is at hand! Repent or feel the swift swords of the Lord's chosen instruments.
'Pornographers and harlots and women of ommodest demeanor, repent!--or suffer the terrible wrath of the Lord!
'Sinners of every sort, remain on this channel to receive instruction in how you may yet find the Light.
'By order of the Grand General of the Angels of the Lord.'
The tape ended and there was another break. Ian said, 'Janet, do you remember the first time we saw Angels of the Lord?' "
|Christian Fundamentalist||Canada||2020||Heinlein, Robert A. Friday. New York: Holt, Rinehart and Winston (1982); pg. 103.||[Characters refer to 'Angels of the Lord', a violent fundamentalist/Evangelical Christian group.] "Ian said, 'Janet, do you remember the first time we saw Angels of the Lord?'
I said, 'There really are Angels of the Lord? Not just another nightmare on the screen?'
'Um. It's hard to connect the Angels Ian and I saw with this business. Last March, early April, I had driven to the port to pick up Ian. The Concourse was loaded with Hare Krishna freaks, saffron robes and shaved heads... A load of Scientologists was coming out the gates, heading for some do of theirs... Just as the two groups merged, here came the Angels of the Lord, homemade signs and tambourines and clubs.
'Marj, it was the gaudiest brawl I have ever seen. No trouble telling the three sides apart... The Elronners were clean and neat and short-haired; the Angels looked like unmade beds. They carried the 'stink of piety,' too; I got downwind of them once, then moved quickly.' "
|Christian Fundamentalist||Canada||2020||Heinlein, Robert A. Friday. New York: Holt, Rinehart and Winston (1982); pg. 104.|| "'The Scientologists... fought with discipline, defended themselves, and disengaged rapidly--got out, taking their wounded with them. The Hairy Krishners fought like squawking chickens and left their wounded behind. But the Angels of the Lord [Evangelical/Fundamentalist Christian group] fought as if they were crazy--and I think they are. They moved straight in, swinging clubs and fists, and didn't stop until they were down and uanble to get up. It took about as many Mounties to subdue them as there were Agnels . . . when the usual ratio is one Mounty, one riot.
'It appears that the Angels knew that the Hubbardites were arriving at that time and had come there to jump them; the Hare Krishna crowd showed up by accident--they were at the port simply because it is a good place to shake down cubes for money. but, having found the Hairies and being unable to pin down the Scientologists, the Angels settled for beating up the Krishna freaks.' "
|Christian Fundamentalist||China||1883||Miller, John J. "Hewn in Pieces for the Lord " in Drakas! (S. M. Sterling, ed.) New York: Baen (2000); pg. 47.||"Gordon, fresh from saving China from the Tai-pangs, a sect of fanatic Christian fundamentalists, had been sent... "|
|Christian Fundamentalist||Colorado||1993||Simmons, Dan. "Entropy's Bed at Midnight " in Lovedeath. New York: Warner Books (1993); pg. 31.|| "A bunch of brain-dead fundamentalists are picketing and pamphleteering the high school near where Kay and Caroline live. Where I may be living soon. Last year, Kay says, it was for hiring 'secular humanists.' This year it's because some science teacher worked up enough conviction in his profession to tell the kids that all research suggests that life on Earth is an accident, that if you take a kettle of primordial soup and shake it enough, shock it enough, even freeze it enough, you get organic compounds...
The fundamentalists are outraged that something as sacred and important as Life could be an accident. They want it to be a result of a command, a plan, a blueprint, a simple, orderly, well-engineered, easily understood project designed by a deity who, like Kay's dad, would figure all tolerances and fudge them by a safety factor of five or ten.
Well, [expletive] them. Accidents happen. We're one of them. "
|Christian Fundamentalist||Colorado||5000||Le Guin, Ursula K. The Telling. New York: Harcourt (2000); pg. 4.||Pg. 4: "In late March, a squadron of planes from the Host of God flew from Colorado to the District of Washington and bombed the Library there, plane after plane, four hours of bombing that turned centuries of history and millions of books into dirt. Washington was not a Pale... The Commander-General of the Host of the Lord announced the bombing while it was in progress, as an educational action. Only one Word, only one Book. All other words, all other books were darkness, error. They were dirt. Let the Lord shine out! cried the pilots in their white uniforms and mirror-masks, back at the church at Colorado Base, facelessly facing the cameras and the singing, swaying crowds in ecstasy. Wipe away the filth and let the Lord shine out! "; Book jacket: "Sutty herself, an Earthwoman, has fled from a similar monolithic state--but one controlled by religious fundamentalists. " [Some other refs., not in DB.]|
|Christian Fundamentalist||galaxy||2350||Bear, Greg. Beyond Heaven's River. New York: Dell (1980); pg. 62.|| "'What about that planet you come from, with all the zealots. Didn't any of their sense get through to you?'
Elvox rubbed his eyes and laughed. 'Sense? Tivvers, they were Baptists and three or four other kinds of fool. They schismed from the lot that colonized God-Does-Battle, but they have the same goal--to bring Christian heaven down to Earth. Well, they couldn't have Earth, so they settled for Ichthys. Their idea of heaven doesn't include a rational approach to worldly things. God's kingdom is ruled by a line of patriarchs. That's what I grew up with, not sense. It was fine when I was a boy, but when the world started explaining itself to me through my gonads, it became hell. I thought I was a sex maniac, that my family would disown me. Well, I grew out of that but not completely. Not yet. I can't reject what I've been taught since I was a child.'
'Then why is she getting to you?'
'Her attitude. She's so free and loving.'
'Dross... She's a businesswoman...' "
|Christian Fundamentalist||galaxy||2780||Simmons, Dan. The Fall of Hyperion. New York: Bantam (1991; 1st ed. 1990); pg. 303.||"'...It was far too Dante-esque and cheap fundamentalist staging for my tastes. I almost laughed aloud at the thought of a little devil appearing, tail and trident and cloven hooves intact, pencil thin mustache twitching...' "|
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