Showing posts with label Fantasy Church. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fantasy Church. Show all posts

Thursday, May 17, 2007

Your Podcasts Are As Icky As Aspic


Aaaaaggghhhhhhhhhh. In the ongoing theme song of the AJC, When Will They Every Learn, the online "thing" they're attempting is now offering hideous, voice recognition, robotic-sounding podcasts alongside their op/eds.

This one is mauled almost beyond recognition, which is a shame, because the editorial (in text only) is a good one. Click-2-listen only at your own peril.

As for the content of that editorial... my comments, duped over from Peachtree Screed's comments, since of course there is no commenting available (aaaggghhhhhhagain) on that op/ed, go something like this:

Episcopalianism is rampant in my family, for the ones who aren't agnostic at least, and that would be most of 'em. And while I am deeply fond of and grateful for the the liturgical and historical comforts of the Episcopal Church, I've been drawn to more, uh, down to earth modes of worship too, particularly the Baptist Church, being mostly a southerner when it comes down to it.

However, I've never been able to ever seriously consider making a break and worshipping at a Baptist Church because of, well, a lot of things, particularly their inability to separate church from partisan politics. If they could begin to do that, I'd begin to think of Southern Baptist as a viable option to (too Church of England-y) Anglicanism, which is undergoing its own severe identity crisis... but that's another topic altogether.

Besides, I've always preferred the more Baptist-like Jello congealed salads with marshmallows to those hideous tomato aspics Episcopalian church ladies are so fond of.

Thursday, January 25, 2007

Fantasy Church

Some folks groove on fantasy football; some gotta have their fantasy fashion. Me, being a little freak of course, I play Fantasy Church. I freakin' get OFF when my fave menz bloggers get going with they righteous badass selvesez and start a'preachin' all fiery-like and fury-bound. Mmmmmm yeah sistahs. Hear 'em won't you. Preach on Brother Grift. Preach on Brother Tanton. You too Rev. Screed.

Chicken's 'a fryin' now!