Apr 012010
The dumbth comes from every direction. Sometimes we need a break from the moronic leftwingers to bring some moronic rightwingers…
http://www.tfpstudentaction.org/get-involved/online-petitions/new-attack-on-our-lord.html
“No. Blasphemy does not qualify as free speech,” said TFP Student Action director John Ritchie.
John Ritchie, you ignorant jackass…
And now for some free-speech blasphemy!
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I’m a Methodist…and I must say, that this post was a blast for me too. 🙂
> I’m a Methodist…
So was I… until the Sunday school asked my parents if they wouldn’t mind not sending me back. Asked too many questions. Had some serious doubts about the mathematics and logistics of Noah’s Ark
I’m going to add one:
http://i1014.photobucket.com/albums/af270/higuma75/blasphemy.jpg
While I think it’s abstractly interesting, I could not possibly care less what a bunch of children do at a university. Most of them will graduate and in a decade or so forget what they did there, at least until their children start going through the college yearbooks.
I grew up in a Methodist household, too. By the time I was old enough for the teenager’s groups in church, I was asking about the date and authorship of the books of the Bible, a line of inquiry which was extremely disconcerting for some reason.
I asked the same question about the Ark. I even tried to sketch the design, when I was about 8. They never asked me to stay away, but they did ask me to stay quiet.
Apparently, the matter of not asking questions is fairly common to the Methodists and to the Baptists. (I married a Baptist, and the fact that we had two children together forces me to asset that viable offspring can indeed result from the mating of two different species.) In fact, I think the lack of honest and serious inquiry is genetic to those two groups. Fortunately, I’m adopted.
> I asked the same question about the Ark. I even tried to sketch the design, when I was about 8
Same here. I can recall being generally bored out of my mind with Sunday school, until discussion of the Ark came along. What I can recall perking my interest was that the description came with *actual* *dimensions.* This might perhaps have been an early sign of my future as an engineer and model maker, dunno. But to find out what the dimensions of the Ark actually were meant that I could draw the thing! Yay! But… hmmm. It seems kinda small. I mean… you don’t have to just carry “two elephants,” but “two African elephants” and “two Indian elephants.” And how did the kangaroos get from Turkey to Australia? And what dd the lions eat for all those months on the boat, and what did they eat when they *left* the boat? For that matter, what did the elephants eat when they left the boat? Not like there were a whole lot of forests that had survived being under 20,000 feet of water…
What?
What do you mean I should stop asking questions like that?
You’re kicking me out?
Does that mean i can sleep in Sundays from here on?
Oh. Awesome. Thanks!
“Does that mean i can sleep in Sundays from here on?
Oh. Awesome. Thanks!”
I was dragged to church for a few years, until my mother and stepdad found out that I would never actually become Catholic (the religion thing started when my mother remarried, and I was past the age of easy conversion). One morning my mom knocked on my bedroom door with, “Brianna, we’re heading to church but you can sleep in if you want.” Me: “Great, thanks, bye,” and *roll over.* Haven’t been bothered about “Jebus” since.
When I was 14, I’d had an epileptic seizure and was outside of the social world at church. They kept me interested by unleashing me on the bell choir. I did that until I was about 22. Prior to that, I’d been in the Youth Choir from about age 16 to 20. So there was never any really serious family control that kept me going to church.
The next time I change churches, it’s going to be to Roman Catholic and for a wife. Nothing less that a wife will cause me to bother with sectarian intrigues and theological games. (Note to any priests: find for me a Roman Catholic woman who’s interested, and we can talk about catechism classes.)
Between now and whenever, I’d still like to see a serious attempt to model the Ark. And a duck. What’s the metacentric height of a duck?
Oh, the conversation killing MOAB of choice for me is “Oh, really? Then prove God is not using evolution to create the world right now, as we speak.” It can be used against targets on both sides of the theological/evolution divide, throws a monkey wrench in the works either way.
And it amazes me that pinheads like John Ritchie can’t figure out that this play is being done just to piss him off, the louder he squeals the more of this he gets. Sweet Bleeding Jeebus, what a dumbf**k.
> It can be used against targets on both sides of the theological/evolution divide, throws a monkey wrench in the works either way.
Small problem: for biblical literalists, there is no such thing as evolution, period.
For people like myself who are both politically “conservative” *and* interested in literal fact, there are few strains of though more gratingly embarassing that the kind put on display at site like Conservapedia. Take a gander at their entry on evolution:
http://www.conservapedia.com/Evolution
Anyone who can post “The fossil record does not support the theory of evolution and is one of the flaws in the theory of evolution.” will not be swayed by the notion that God guides evolution. These jackasses smear conservativism, Christianity and science all in one monstrously ignorant shot.
> the louder he squeals the more of this he gets
Known as the Streisand Effect, but was better demonstrated by “Life of Brian” and “Last Temptation of Christ.” In the latter case, had the protestors shut up and stayed home, the movie would have utterly tanked… it committed the greatest sin a movie can. It was BORING.
Mr. Lowther:
How sweet — an Easter message of love to us regular customers who are Christians. Yes, we get it — you and your friends think we’re stupid. Got it. Thanks.
I’m praying for each and every one of you, and there’s nothing you can do about it.
Bruce
> an Easter message of love to us regular customers who are Christians
No, it’s an Easter message of “you’re a dumbass if you think that blasphemy does not qualify as free speech.”
Blasphemy *precisely* embodies the spirit and value of free speech.
There is nothign more inheirently anti-American than trying to censor speech on religious grounds. If someone wants to say that Jesus/Odin/Allah/Xenu is wonderful, gay, straight, insane, evil, real or invented, it does not pick your pocket or break your leg.
> I’m praying for each and every one of you, and there’s nothing you can do about it.
Yes, there is: I can not care. In fact, that’s my usual “thing I do about it” when it comes to someone praying or casting spells or invoking demons/angels/spirits/ghosts/sane Socialists or other mythological critters at me.
There’s a lot of love in this room right now.
> There’s a lot of love in this room right now.
So should I take that as an admission that you are on the side of the theocrats who would make the utterance of “blasphemy” into a crime?
Scott? It does work against biblical literalists, it drives them right over the edge, and is hi-larious to watch. A friend of mine, a Theologian at a western PA college*cough*Grove City*cough* has been noodling it for 10 years, and he loves it! Says nothing sorts the wheat from the chaff faster than dropping that particular conversational MOAB into the mix. Oh, and he is the one who first called it that. Being a retired US Air Force Combat Air Controller it came kinda natural for him.
And how he went from directing the Finger of God to discussing the Finger of God is another interesting conversation.
Oh, and I can see PB up there burning books and people for the crime of blasphemy. Real Christian piss on people like him.