It makes perfect sense that the Son of God— having previously been treated with such warmth and respect by the natives— would want to return to our little planet post-haste for a cordial sit-down to go over the few remaining problem areas of our planetary theology, by abandoning all those poor chumps not willing to tow the Christian party line; oh, and of course, put the chosen few on his jumbo-rapture-jetliner to Pearly Gate International.
Right wing fear monger, genus glennusbekasaurus Anger is like a stone thrown into a hornet’s nest. —The Urantia Book Anger interrupts the functioning of your frontal lobes. Not only do you lose the ability to be rational, you lose the awareness that you’re acting in an irrational way. When your frontal lobes shut down, it’s impossible to listen to another …
You can’t fix Teh Crazy.
The numerous nutboxes that localized majorities of teh stoopid have elected to various public offices are now desperately trying to save the vestiges of the rotting corpse of conservatism, by aligning themselves with the ignorant extremist agitators of the lunatic fringe media. Teh Limpbot. Teh Hannity. Teh Coultergristle. Teh O’Reilly. Teh SavageWeiner. Teh Rest.
The Sultan Ahmed Mosque, aka “Blue Mosque”, Istanbul, Turkey Though the bulk of US media coverage of President Obama’s tour to the Middle East shows visuals of him addressing the Turkish Parliament in Ankara and US troops outside Baghdad, the one that captures my interest is his visit to Istanbul’s Blue Mosque. I was there almost a decade ago to …
Who says wingnuts don’t have a sense of humor. Seriously. Who else would play Obama’s speeches backwards to try and find messages addressed to Satan.
To the amazement of his apostles standing near at hand, who refrained from participation in what so soon followed, Jesus stepped down from the teaching platform and, going over to the lad who was driving the cattle through the court, took from him his whip of cords and swiftly drove the animals from the temple. Oh snap. Then, he strode majestically before the wondering gaze of the thousands assembled in the temple court to the farthest cattle pen and proceeded to open the gates of every stall and to drive out the imprisoned animals. (Shift happens.) By this time the assembled pilgrims were electrified, and with uproarious shouting they moved toward the bazaars and began to overturn the tables of the money-changers. In less than five minutes, all commerce had been swept from the temple.
