There are No Words…
August 31, 2009
After last week’s “worst worship ever”, well, one good…err, BAD…turn deserves another. I mean, this is so bad that I really, really am tempted to think it’s some MadTV parody or something–and I guess it could be–but it seems to be real. Wow. Just wow. Words fail me…
Gutlessness Always Stinks…
August 31, 2009
And deserves to be exposed–and thus, I do my part today.
Here’s the article you need to read about the gutless wonders at some outfit call “BloggingheadsTV”. Journalistic credibility? I’m guessing it doesn’t matter much to these folks…
By the way, I did confirm what Michael Behe said to be true: go to the (loser) site and search for Michael Behe. Zero. Zilch. Nada.
Of All the Things Jesus Does for Me…
August 27, 2009
I’ll have to confess that I’d never grasped the deep theological truth that He “spins me right round, like a record right round”.
Ah, but they “love the Lordy” (watch ’til the end–if you can–for that nugget of heavenly devotion). C’mon, everybody, start a love train!
Sammy Davis Junior, He Ain’t…
August 27, 2009
But Tim Hawkins is pretty good, and this parody song is right on target!
Hat tip to Warren for this one.
Without Having to Fire a Shot
August 24, 2009
David Limbaugh on the brick wall Barack Obama is (deservedly) facing in his attempts to radically and fundamentally remake America.
I never thought I’d say this, but as much as I detested the personal ethics (read: lack thereof) of the First Felon, Mr. Clinton, the simple truth is this: he was a far, far better president than the current one (and perhaps, at the risk of alienating a lot of my friends, a better president than at least the second term of the last one, certain of his social policies aside). If given a choice, I’d take Bill Clinton back in a heartbeat. Wow, that sounds weird to admit, but it’s true; Clinton’s interest seemed to always center on what would make him look good, rather than a strict adherence to an ideological bent, particularly one as utterly radical as that of Mr. Obama.
We are in the middle of a battle for the very soul of our country, folks. I have nothing personal against Barack Obama, but his ideology is far-left (do a little reading up on some of his “czars” to confirm that), and it boggles the imagination to think what kind of Amerika we’d have left if we gave folks of this political persuasion a blank check.
On Falling in Love
August 24, 2009
I just opened an email I received from a friend, one of these “pass it along” emails (that occasionally provide something worthy of thought, but often are, well, massive time-wasters), and this one began this way:
“No one falls in love by choice; it is a chance.”
It then went on to say,
No one stays in love by chance; it is by WORK.
And no one falls out of love by chance; it is by CHOICE.
I happen to agree with the final two phrases, but I vehemently disagree with the first one, the idea that falling in love (and isn’t that odd terminology that we use?) is not a choice we make but something that happens to us, in effect, randomly. I think that’s utter and complete nonsense, don’t you?
Talk amongst yourselves…
A Tale of Two Quarterbacks
August 18, 2009
Here’s the skinny:
– I wish Michael Vick all the best in his comeback with the Eagles. Is he a changed man? Time will tell. I don’t think he’s much of an NFL QB, quite frankly, though he is the most unique talent in football. But I really am pulling for him to put his life together once and for all, and the fact that one of the finest men in football, Tony Dungy, is in his corner can only bode well for Michael’s chances. He did some really stupid things, and then he paid for his crimes. He seems to be manning up to his faults. I hope he does well, and that if he’s booed, it’s because he stinks on the field, not because of his past failures. I hope that he develops a relationship with God in Christ, and that Tony Dungy and others mentor him into being a good man for the first time in his life.
– Brett Favre is a clown. His act was old three years ago, and the class act that we once thought him to be has dissolved by virtue of the silly games he keeps playing. Now the Vikings have signed him, and everybody thinks he’s the key to their Super Bowl run, when in fact he may be a Hall of Fame first ballot QB–credit where it’s due–but he’s also one of the most overrated QBs in NFL history, well past his prime, and a clown, to boot. Here’s Cris Carter’s take on the situation. Yes, the Vikings are a better football team with Favre, but principally because their QB situation was woeful pre-Favre, arguably the worst in the NFL. At this point in his never-ending career, he’s not even an average NFL QB. I predict he will come in and win a game or two with his noble gunslinging, and then he’ll lose an easily-winnable game or two by throwing a stupid interception that rookie QBs are taught not to throw. And if the Vikings make the playoffs–it says here they probably won’t–he’ll break the hearts of Viking fans with some stupid play at an inopportune moment.
Oh, and chances are, by signing with the Vikings, he’s just taken his name off the Packers Ring of Fame, at least for the foreseeable future. Every Green Bay fan is seeing red right now, and I don’t blame ‘em. Nice job, Brett, ruining your legacy in Packerland by coming back with the Vikings, and demonstrating your goofiness by playing little silly children’s games with this on-again, off-again nonsense. You bore us, Brett, you really do.
This phrase comes from the 1978 "Jonestown massacre" in which most members of the Peoples Temple cult, blindly following their leader Jim Jones, committed suicide by drinking cyanide-laced Kool-Aid.
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