The 2011 Christmas Day Ritual Satanic Sacrifice

Again with the underwear on Christmas Day…it was just two years ago on December 25th, 2009, that the “Underwear Bomber”, the son of one of the richest men in Africa, unsuccessfully attempted to blow himself and a planeload of passengers to smithereens.

This year on December 25th, Madonna (yes, Madonna, as in mother of Jesus, on his birthday) Badger—a well-known ad exec in the fashion industry who was credited with conceiving the now-iconic Marky Mark underwear ads for Calvin Klein—loses her three young daughters and both her parents in a fire apparently caused by carelessly-discarded embers from a Yule log.

The only other person to escape the flames alive was contractor Michael Borcina, head of Tiberias Construction in Manhattan. (According to Christian tradition, Jesus performed several miracles in the Tiberias district, making it an important pilgrimage site for devout Christians.) Mr. Borcina was reportedly overseeing the renovation of the 3,349-square-foot $1.75 million, five-bedroom home.

Built in 1895, the house sat at the end of Shippan Avenue in Shippan Point (gotta love the repetition), Connecticut, where the road dead ends into Long Island Sound. Incidentally, the first major thoroughfare that Shippan Avenue crosses moving north is Elm Street.

The creative mind behind major advertising campaigns for leading fashion brands, Badger (sometimes referred to as a “fashion-marketing rock star”) was a founding partner in the top-tier branding firm Badger & Winters, a “branding, design and creative services consultancy specializing in beauty, fashion and luxury". Badger & Winters has worked with Proctor & Gamble and CoverGirl, among other high-profile corporations.

Also killed in the blaze were Madonna’s parents, Lomer and Pauline Johnson. With his long, white beard, Lomer was known professionally as “Happy Santa”, and had spent his last day on earth working at a professional Santa’s dream job—on the ninth floor of the Saks Fifth Avenue flagship store in Manhattan. This was his first year to serve in this role, and, as if in a “Miracle on 34th Street” gone horribly awry, his last.

Lomer retired from a long career as a safety professional with Brown-Forman—whose many brands include Jack Daniel’s Tennessee Whiskey and Southern Comfort—where, ironically, he was responsible for, among other things, fire safety at the company’s headquarters and production plants. Lomer and Pauline were planning to celebrate their 49th anniversary on Monday.

It just so happens that Stamford was the home of “the other witch hunt of 1692”, a less-famous trial than the well-known Salem witch trial. One would imagine that this fact would make the town a highly attractive and fitting location for a holiday Satanic ritual.

Madonna-in-Sorrow and Tiberias-the-Contractor were the only two people to escape the inferno. One wouldn’t want to contemplate such a thing, especially here at the holidays, but child sacrifice does still occur, and a multiple child sacrifice by fire by a parent on Christmas would be a damn sure way to rack up some points with Moloch (I would imagine you’d get bonus points for throwing in both parents, particularly if one was a fire safety professional and the Saks Fifth Avenue Santa Claus).

A $1.7 million dollar home in one of the highest-income counties in the U.S., apparently with no working smoke detectors (and a safety chief sleeping under the roof), burns almost completely to the ground? Sure, the house was well over 100 years old and undergoing renovation…maybe the home had no working smoke detectors…maybe all the batteries were dead…maybe the smoke detectors were all on a network that had been disabled during the renovation…maybe the contractor, who was by all appearances intimate with the mother, applied an accelerant in strategic locations within the home so that it’d burn up real good once a fire was ignited, ensuring successful sacrifices and the destruction of evidence.

Three young girls, 10-year-old Lily and 7-year-old twins Sarah and Grace—burned to death on the waterfront just as they were about to awaken and open Christmas presents…fire-safety Happy-Santa grandfather dies trying to save them…Mother Madonna and the Contractor escaping to tell the tale…all in the location of an historic witch trial. If this isn’t a script for a perverse Satanic ritual, what is?

An evil inversion of the day of the Savior’s birth, as it becomes a day of death: an accidental tragedy with mind-blowing ironies and synchronicities, or a “fashion-marketing rock star” paying the piper?