It’s brilliant.

Wait, are you saying that a Baptist preacher can’t summon enough Holy Jesus magic to turn grape juice into blood and thereby fulfill his cannibalistic yearnings in non-alcoholic form? That sounds like blasphemy to me. I CAST THEE OUT!

You know, somebody could probably make some money marketing a non-alcoholic “wine” that’s sanctified for changing into zombie savior-blood for any and all pseudo-cannibalistic fantasy superstition rituals. Call it, what? “O’Ghouls?” Or is that too blatant?

Yum! Jeeza Colada!

I’m thinking ‘burned Dutch embassy’ not Dutch cartoons. Wires crossed in my head.

2) I know. Thats where it gets funny, a big room full of wanna-be southern baptists in Ontario, too uptight to drink alcohol at all - even for communion - and too lazy to make some unleavened bread or whatever catholics consider proper, but instead breaking up a box of saltines.

3) Well, depending on what stories about the founding fathers you ‘put faith’ into, they were some groovy cats, no doubt. Ah, but did they go to the car and listen to “Sweet Leaf” and Arthur Brown’s “Fire” (two songs which seemed to be Psych Sunday standards at the time). :P

2) Grape juice isn’t wine; that’s not really communion, as I understand it (which I’m sure I don’t; my fondest memory of what little Bible school I had was of coconut-pineapple juice)

3) George Washington was notorious for leaving church just before the communion ceremony, along with most of the rest of the crowd.

You’d eventually get a sliver of stale cracker, which would sit like cardpaper on your tounge, finishing the job of drying your mouth out like a well preserved Egyptian mummy that the climate control had started. Then it was time to glug the least refreshing 1/4 shot of from-concentrate grape juice, which rather than wet one’s whistle, just added a bad after-taste to the dryness.

I’m not clear why a protestant church did a monthly communion, but I am certain it was the longest, and most dreaded wasted Sunday of the month.

Fonder memories of slipping out to the car to listen to “Psychedelic Sunday” on Q107 instead – I didn’t have to do that too many times before my attendance was no longer compulsorily. The pastor had nothing on Andy Frost’s playlist, speckled as it was with ads for Toronto headshops and hydro products. So classic.

Now we can put ‘cracks about crackers’ along with ‘unfunny editorial funnies’ in the scrapbook of stupid shit that dark age morons can go off on a tizzy about and demonstrate for one and all how backward and foolish they are.

Didn’t anybody ever tells these volatile gasbags about ‘sticks and stones’?

I say mock and provoke whenever ‘the luls’ may result, because the inevitable over-reaction just lets religious loonies self-identifiy as wackjobs out of step with the modern world. Hopefully people who still want to hold onto some ‘spirituality’ in a less rediculous fashion are mature enough not to cry everytime somebody makes a joke at their expense.

You can go ahead and believe whatever you want about anything you can imagine, but nothing will protect you from criticism and mockery – and if a little ribbing is enough to put your world in crisis, perhaps you should re-evaluate what you’ve chosen to believe in.

People in general we have to respect. With individuals, it varies, although we should certainly greet anyone with respect on the first meeting, and only withold respect thereafter in the case of actual misbehavior.

But their beliefs are fair game. I don’t have to respect delusion. I don’t have to respect anyone who supported the invasion of Iraq, nor anyone who holds holy the chip I wanted to dip into the hummus, the salsa or the guacamole.

So mocking all people of faith because, a) their ancestors committed atrocities; and, b) there are members of faith communities who commit atrocities now – that’s okay, because…um…well…apparently, the majority can be condemned for the crimes of their forebears or for the deeds of other people who share their core beliefs. Yeah – that’s the ticket!

Tough. After two thousand years of this crap it’s about time.

Two wrongs = right? I don’t recall learning that in Logic 101.

I’m donning my serious hat for a minute. Organized religion is indeed a personal choice but that doesn’t make it sacred.

It’s no more sacred than any other choice. It seems to me, however, that people should respect one another as far as they’re able before busting out with the harsh criticisms.

And fuck you for falling for it. If you’re not against it then your an enabler.

Fuck you and your “if you’re not for us, you’re against us” rhetoric. There’s only one right position, of course, and you’re the one who has it.

You’re no better than the people you mock, you absolutist hypocrite.

Tumbleweeds

Thought so.

Flag-burning: asshole move?

No, Myers really is being an asshole here. What’s more he’s trying to be an asshole, and he would be upset if the “right” people failed to regard him as such. (If you respect him as much as you seem to, you really ought to acknowledge his success in this effort.) Repeatedly referring to people getting all upset about a cracker, when he knows perfectly well that it’s not just a piece of bread but something sacred to them, makes him an asshole.

I mean, your mom may be a filthy whore, but to you she’s your mom. And me calling her a filthy whore to your face would make me an asshole, regardless of her status as a filthy whore.

Also, Donahue is a douchebag, the guy who took the communion wafer doesn’t deserve threats of violence, and Myers doesn’t deserve anything worse than some mean words in a blog comment buried 200 deep. I wouldn’t think that needed to be stipulated, but I don’t want anybody to confuse my tepid defense of religion with some sort of BLOODTHIRSTY CHRISTER FURY.

Um, no.

Fuck you, thanks for playing.

PJ is a voice of reason in an increasingly stoopid world.

He writes on a blog. If you don’t wanna hear it, don’t read it.

If he came in your house and shit on ur messiah, fine. That would make him an asshole.

If you go to his house, you don’t like what’s doing there, and you go back anyway? And get offended?

Here’s a hint. Somebody’s NOT and asshole. And somebody else is an idiot. Try and figure out who’s who, ok?

mikey

I think everyone here agrees that getting angry about sports is completely cuckoo.

Myers is still an asshole.