Once upon a time Christians were described as Οἱ τὴν οἰκουμένην ἀναστατώσαντες. Not anymore. These days they’re more likely to be known as ‘those who roll over and play dead whenever a little societal pressure is placed on them’.
“When people accept the absurd as normal, the culture is decadent.” — Jacques Barzun
Not only did Satan stupefy the senses of mankind [concerning the return of Christ], so that with their bodies they buried the remembrance of the resurrection; but he also managed by various fictions so to corrupt this branch of doctrine that it at length was lost. Not to mention that even in the days of Paul he began to assail it (1 Cor. 15), shortly after the Chiliasts arose, who limited the reign of Christ to a thousand years.
This fiction is too puerile to need or to deserve refutation. Nor do they receive any countenance from the Apocalypse, from which it is known that they extracted a gloss for their error (Rev. 20:4), since the thousand years there mentioned refer not to the eternal blessedness of the Church, but only to the various troubles which await the Church militant in this world. The whole Scripture proclaims that there will be no end either to the happiness of the elect, or the punishment of the reprobate. — John Calvin
A facebook group- populated by, at this point, 641 lunatics – dedicated to a discussion of the ‘end of the world’ slated for this October 7th 2015 has cropped up…
Bless their simpleton, unscriptural, theologically ignorant Strong’s Concordance consulting hearts… Fear not. They’re wrong. But they won’t admit it on October 8th.
If Bruce Jenner can call himself a woman I can call myself a blessing and you don’t have any right to disagree with me.
Do make note of this important truth: if you find yourself in a session whereat folk look like the people on the right, you’ve accidentally stumbled into an AAR session.
Doubtless you’ll be able to know in advance that you’re approaching an AAR session by the stench of body odor, marijuana, unwashed hair, and unwashed clothing. But in case you miss those cues, let your eyes inform you of your error.
On the other hand, if the folk on the left are the lot you see, you’ll discover yourself in the midst of a session both worthwhile and odor free (except for the light scent of whatever cologne the upper middle classes are wearing these days)
Visual cues can keep you safe, so pay attention to them. If you don’t, you’ll spend your evening trying to bleach your nose’s inner lining to rid it of the lingering grossness.
UPDATE: Alas, poor ‘Unofficial’ SBL facebookers- I’ve put together a little personal message for you. Enjoy.
You foreign folk especially may find the situation to be jarring. Fear not, it’s just ‘Merica. And the South. And Georgia where they recently debated a law requiring every citizen to own a gun…
A Georgia man walked into Hartsfield–Jackson Atlanta International Airport with his wife, his daughter and, around his neck, a fully loaded AR-15 rifle — and he had the law on his side.
Jim Cooley is legally allowed to have his rifle in the terminal of one of the world’s busiest airports, and he told the Daily News he has no concerns about igniting fear in those who see him packing in public.
“People think that if you’re simply carrying your firearm, regardless of how you’re carrying it, you’re a bad person,” he told the News Wednesday morning. “But if you’re not carrying it in a menacing or threatening manner, it should be no cause for concern for anybody.”
So, don’t be concerned. He won’t shoot you. Maybe. Ya see, here in ‘Merica, we’re terrified of them there terrorists and killers and robbers and looters and rapers and other unseemly sorts and since we don’t employ police we have to arm ourselves and take the law into our own hands. Don’t judge… if you lived in ‘Merica you might want to be armed to the teeth too. There are violent lunatics here and 99% of them aren’t even in prison…
I’ve been invited to lecture at Ming Hua Theological College in Hong Kong this January as their January Term Guest Lecturer at the behest of the Principal of the College, Gareth Jones, who will be my host.
I’m exceedingly honored by the invitation (since it will be my first visit to that part of the world) and I’m thrilled as well to be a part of the faculty as an Adjunct offering courses in Old Testament. And I appreciate Dr Jones’s collegiality and friendship.
It’s big news for me. I’ll try not to gloat. I won’t succeed, but you would expect nothing less. You can now return to your daily activities.
The full title of the essay is Call me Caitlyn or else: the rise of authoritarian transgender politics
The Vanity Fair photo of Bruce Jenner in a boob-enhancing swimsuit is being described as iconic. Bruce, one-time American athlete, now wants to be known as Caitlyn, having recently undergone some gender transitioning. And he’s using the cover of the latest Vanity Fair to make his ‘debut as a woman’. Next to the headline ‘Call me Caitlyn’, he’s all photoshopped svelteness, pampered hair and look-at-me breasts, in what many experts are already describing as ‘an iconic image in magazine history’.
The photo is indeed iconic. And not just in the shallow celeb meaning of that word. It’s iconic in the traditional sense, too, in that it’s being venerated as an actual icon, a devotional image of an apparently holy human. It’s an image we’re all expected to bow down to, whose essential truth we must imbibe; an image you question or ridicule at your peril, with those who refuse to genuflect before it facing excommunication from polite society. Yesterday’s Jennermania confirms how weirdly authoritarian, even idolatrous, trans politics has become.
Read the brilliant rest.
Parents, be aware: soon the magazine rack in the checkout line at the supermarket will featurethis profoundly disturbing image of Bruce Jenner. The picture is plastered right on the cover of the next Vanity Fair issue, and it shows Bruce dolled up in makeup and hair extensions, posing in a corset, with parts of his face, forehead, and throat shaved off for cosmetic reasons, and his chest enhanced by hormone pills, Photoshop, and silicone. The idea is to make the 65-year-old grandfather look like a college girl, but the effect is that he looks like a distorted version of neither.
What he most closely resembles is a mentally disordered man who is being manipulated by disingenuous liberals and self-obsessed gay activists. Far from having the appearance of a genuine woman, he reminds me of someone who is being abandoned to his delusions by a culture of narcissistic imbeciles. I feel a great deal of compassion when I gaze upon this tragic sight — especially because post-op “transgenders” very often regret their decision, and in many cases attempt suicide — but few share my love or concern for him.
Im Auftrag von Papst Franziskus befragte die Schweizerische Bischofskonferenz die Gläubigen zu den Themen Ehe und Familie. Ist es nicht riskant, dadurch Hoffnungen zu wecken, welche die Bischofssynode im Herbst in Rom kaum wird erfüllen können?
Dass es hohe Erwartungen an die Synode gibt: umso besser! Das wird die Reflexion darüber anregen, wohin sich die Kirche entwickeln soll. Ich glaube aber nicht, dass sich die Menschen sofort extrem präzise Antworten auf drängende Fragen erhoffen. Man darf nicht vergessen, dass sich die Synode nicht nur mit den Problemen der Schweizer Katholiken zu befassen hat. Für die Südamerikaner und die Asiaten ist die Armut auch in Bezug auf die Familien die grösste Herausforderung, bei den Afrikanern ist es die Polygamie.
It does raise the interesting question- if the Catholic church agrees with the radicals who want to expand the meaning of marriage to include same sex relationships for the Europeans and North Americans, what can it possibly say to the Africans who wish to practice polygamy? Or to the pederasts? Or to the practitioners of beastiality?
Pandora’s box is about to be opened and the plagues about to be unleashed can’t even be conceived.