A fine and grand Easter Sunday good morning to everyone. Happy Easter. Eat those chocolate rabbits and bring on the peeps.
Easter doesn’t mean the same thing it once did. A way back in the day, Easter meant new shoes and that once a year Easter suit. Doofy clothing for scrubbed and polished children and off to church for the annual family visit. Churches all across Empire Amerikana would fill up with the nuclear family and God could be mightily pleased.
Empire Amerikana seems woefully uneducated on the theoretical applications of Jesus’ message. Amerika’s version of the ‘Bride of Christ’ seems woefully disconnected from all things Christian. I am of course referencing orthodox Christianity and not the babbling lunacy of Ziongelicalism. Ziongelicalism is heresy. I am certainly open to debating the theological ramifications of heresy and Ziongelicalism.
I am not holding my breath that the Ziongelicals would be open to debating theology and/or their interpretations of Jesus’ message.
Once upon a time and a damn long time ago, I studied for the ministry. I placed a particular emphasis on systematic theology and New Testament history. Mercy, times and the tides have changed.
It is a given that Empire Amerikana and all the resident inhabitants of aforementioned Empire are straight up lost. Clueless for the most part. Ill informed and noticably happy as pigs in slop for the conditional terms of ignorance.
That state of ignorance goes a long way in an explanational rendering of crusted marshmallow baby chickens and their popularity at Easter. Bunny rabbits and baby chickens. Wow and go figure. I’m not certain what their connection is to Christianity. Have you ever tried to crucify a crusted marshmallow chicken? Peep peep oh damn OUCH!
Commentary on postmodern 9/11 paranoid Amerika. Crusted over and wallowing in police state ambivalence. However, Amerika is baptized fully immersed in war’s horror. Take a good hard look at Team Obama and his Imperial Senatorial enablers. Say, how is it that “pro-life Christians” can be against the taking of fetal life and yet, remain so warmongerishly addicted to the taking of innocent Muslim life?
We are living in some curiously insane times. Visigothery for Easter Sunday the 31st day of March 2013 and tomorrow will be April Fools Day. Why that would be my just about favorite day of any year.
