Christians don’t just wear the straitjacket, they demand everyone else be strapped in too. They’ve mistaken submission for righteousness and now want the whole world sedated in the same padded room. They call it “saving souls,” but it’s really an attempt to expand their cage — to make sure no one’s freedom reminds them how little they have. Every sermon, every school prayer, every moral panic is just a disguised tantrum that not everyone agrees to kneel. They can’t stand unregulated thought, uncontrolled pleasure, unapproved joy. To them, your mind is a battlefield to be conquered in the name of their fragile certainty.

They pretend to defend truth, but what they’re really protecting is the comfort of not thinking. They brandish their faith like a weapon, a kind of moral taser meant to shock anyone who refuses to obey. If they could, they’d legislate their neurosis — force scripture into law, rewrite desire as sin, and drag the living world back into their puritan graveyard. And when someone resists, they call it evil, because nothing terrifies them more than a person who sees through their holy theater. Their God isn’t love or light — it’s a bureaucratic warden, a cosmic cop keeping everyone equally miserable under the guise of virtue.

So according to christcucks these are the teachings of jesus, that everyone needs to be put in a theological straight jacket for social harmony and control. That one should give up the conscious experience in favour of the ramblings of a dead jew.