I subscribe to Father Mapple’s speculation on the afterlife:
“O Father!- chiefly known to me by Thy rod- mortal or immortal, here I die. I have striven to be Thine, more than to be this world’s, or mine own. Yet this is nothing: I leave eternity to Thee; for what is man that he should live out the lifetime of his God?”-from MOBY DICK by Herman Melville, chapter 9, the sermon.
There is a connection between the simple minded need for the very large “deus ex machina” of the Evangelical Christian apocalypse, and the daily small “deus ex machina” of Republican budgetary thinking.
There is this bedrock belief among the stupid that the world is too complex and unpleasant. Therefor the need that arises for a “clean slate” in parallel with a need for simplistic, easy to grasp good v. evil match ups.
Harold Camping and George Bush are two shoots off the same stem. The CRI might mock their evangelical brothers, but they differ only in what they have chosen to obsess over.
Say what you want, of the past five or so Apocalypses that I’ve lived through (Harmonic Conversion, Y2K, Judgment Day part I, etc.), this is by far the loveliest day.
As an aside, I’m very surprised that “Apocalypse” has a plural form and that it’s in SpellCheck.
I subscribe to Father Mapple’s speculation on the afterlife:
“O Father!- chiefly known to me by Thy rod- mortal or immortal, here I die. I have striven to be Thine, more than to be this world’s, or mine own. Yet this is nothing: I leave eternity to Thee; for what is man that he should live out the lifetime of his God?”-from MOBY DICK by Herman Melville, chapter 9, the sermon.
There is a connection between the simple minded need for the very large “deus ex machina” of the Evangelical Christian apocalypse, and the daily small “deus ex machina” of Republican budgetary thinking.
There is this bedrock belief among the stupid that the world is too complex and unpleasant. Therefor the need that arises for a “clean slate” in parallel with a need for simplistic, easy to grasp good v. evil match ups.
Harold Camping and George Bush are two shoots off the same stem. The CRI might mock their evangelical brothers, but they differ only in what they have chosen to obsess over.
Those pics–people raptured out of their clothing! Hell, if I had known it was going to be a naked party, I would have believed!
Say what you want, of the past five or so Apocalypses that I’ve lived through (Harmonic Conversion, Y2K, Judgment Day part I, etc.), this is by far the loveliest day.
As an aside, I’m very surprised that “Apocalypse” has a plural form and that it’s in SpellCheck.
Tomorrow will officially be declared “Non-Judgment Day”.