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The Cost of B. Michael's Truly Epic Shit
All this fucking around on the Internet is the opportunity cost of doing some truly epic shit.
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Break-Up Song
The Patriarchy
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Mar10
I have to admit, I’m presently leading a form of life that could be compared somewhat successfully to Leopold Bloom’s.
It’s spelled “ketchup,” as stated in its first description from 1711. “Catsup” is slang used by the perverts that put it on eggs.
A great article from America Magazine on Glenn Beck and poverty.→
But Glenn Beck is saying something else, which might get lost in the translation: Leave Christianity. Again and again in the Gospels, Jesus points to our responsibility to care for the poor, to work on their behalf, to stand with them. In fact, when asked how his followers would be judged, Jesus doesn’t say that it will be based on where you worship, or how you pray, or how often you go to church, or even what political party you believe in. He says something quite different: It depends on how you treat the poor.
In the Gospel of Matthew (Chapter 25) he tells his surprised disciples, that when you are meeting the poor, you are meeting him. They protest: “Lord, when was it that we saw you hungry and gave you food, or thirsty and gave you something to drink? And when was it that we saw you a stranger and welcomed you, or naked and gave you clothing? And when was it that we saw you sick or in prison and visited you?’ And the king will answer them, ‘Truly I tell you, just as you did it to one of the least of these who are members of my family, you did it to me.”
But our responsibility to care for “the least of these” does not end with simple charity. Giving someone some money, or clothes, or shelter, is an important part of the Christian message. But so is advocating for them. It is not enough simply to help the poor, one must address the structures that keep them poor. Standing up for the rights of the poor is not being a Nazi, it’s being a Christian. And a Communist? It’s hard not to think of the retort of the great apostle of social justice, Dom Helder Camara, archbishop of Recife, “When I give food to the poor, they call me a saint. When I ask why the poor have no food, they call me a communist.”
Mar9
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(theblueprint:thehynawearshightops: Knowledge God)
As for me, I stay home with Mrs Schexnaydre and turn on TV. Not that I like TV so much, but it doesn’t distract me from the wonder. That is why I can’t go to the trouble they go to. It is distracting, and not for five minutes will I be distracted from the wonder.
John Bickerson Bolling
But the beauty of smoky blue valleys, instead of giving us joy, became heartbreaking.
Binx
Being young is the best. Sure, you can enjoy the odd cocaine-powered all-night orgy and brush with power/fame. But you can still get a kick out of a great slim novel or pop song.
Thanks, Apple Thesaurus. (Please, please, please don’t ask why I was looking up the word “set.” It’s complicated, see!)
A garden path sentence is a sentence for which the responder’s most intuitive interpretation is an incorrect one, ultimately luring them into an improper parse. (h/t @tjmahr)
