Christianity is the most grotesquely transactional of all major religions—built entirely on a deal so perverse it masquerades as mercy: an innocent man tortured to death so the guilty can feel saved without changing a thing. Its core premise is spiritual blackmail—believe in the blood sacrifice or burn forever. This isn't justice, it's a cosmic hostage situation. The follower sins endlessly, revels in hypocrisy, but points to the crucified scapegoat and says, “Paid in full.” It reduces morality to a loophole, where repentance isn’t growth but a get-out-of-hell-free card stapled to someone else’s flesh.

The whole system flatters the narcissist—absolving them not through responsibility, but through identification with the victim they helped kill. “Jesus died for me,” they say, never noticing the sheer egocentrism in making another’s suffering all about their personal ticket to heaven. The cross becomes a mirror for their delusion: a divine endorsement of their sickness, their bigotry, their laziness dressed up as faith. No other belief structure is so obsessed with blaming the world while demanding to be congratulated for being forgiven by default. Christianity doesn’t free the soul; it launders it.

Christianity is the most grotesquely transactional of all major religions—built entirely on a deal so perverse it masquerades as mercy: an innocent man tortured to death so the guilty can feel saved without changing a thing. Its core premise is spiritual blackmail—believe in the blood sacrifice or burn forever. This isn't justice, it's a cosmic hostage situation. The follower sins endlessly, revels in hypocrisy, but points to the crucified scapegoat and says, “Paid in full.” It reduces morality to a loophole, where repentance isn’t growth but a get-out-of-hell-free card stapled to someone else’s flesh.

The whole system flatters the narcissist—absolving them not through responsibility, but through identification with the victim they helped kill. “Jesus died for me,” they say, never noticing the sheer egocentrism in making another’s suffering all about their personal ticket to heaven. The cross becomes a mirror for their delusion: a divine endorsement of their sickness, their bigotry, their laziness dressed up as faith. No other belief structure is so obsessed with blaming the world while demanding to be congratulated for being forgiven by default. Christianity doesn’t free the soul; it launders it.