Politics-preaching minister quits
The Associated Press
WAYNESVILLE, N.C. - A Baptist preacher accused of running out nine congregants who refused to support President Bush resigned yesterday.
"I am resigning with gratitude in my heart for all of you," the Rev. Chan Chandler said as he left a closed-door meeting at East Waynesville Baptist Church.
Congregants of the 100-member church in western North Carolina have said that Chandler endorsed Bush from the pulpit during last year's presidential campaign and said that anyone who planned to vote for Democratic nominee Sen. John Kerry needed to "repent or resign."
The church members said he continued to preach about politics after Bush won re-election, culminating with a church gathering last week in which the nine members said they were ousted.
I could be wrong here, but isn’t it weird to assume God has a political agenda? The afore mention Reverend Chan Chandler, clearly thinks that the G in God stands for the 1st letter in the GOP. All this time I was under the mistaken understanding that GOP was an acronym for Grand Old Party, not God’s Own Party. No separation of church and state here.
You sir are an idiot.
You don’t get to change the rules on your watch. This is like adding a rider to perfectly good bill just to push your personal agenda. This is a form of religious pork belly politics.
I have said it before and I am happy to say it again, if Bush is God’s man, the election would not have been close.
The other side of the coin here of course is that the “Right Rev Chanster” has the world broken down into 2 camps. The election of course was close because the US is clearly in total moral decline and Satan worshipping Demodemons occupy almost 50% of the country. Most of the legions of non-Bush fans of course live in the big cities and left coast. Clearly this self appointed leader of the moral right is correct in booting folks from his church. No membership to the Republican Party? No ticket to the pearly gates, sorry it says so right there in the Bible, somewhere, I’m sure.
But wait, I voted for Bush when he ran against “Box of Rocks Gore”. At the time my believe in God was the same as the last election when I didn’t vote for Bush. Could it be that there those of us in this country who simply vote for the right person for the right reasons? It’s a concept. But of course this can be explained away quite simply. I clearly have no idea who God is and thus voted for the Anti-Bush. Yes that must be it. In a world filled with wonder and awe, the evangelistic groups have it nailed. They are right and we are dammed.
Based on my limited understanding of God, I always kind of thought of God as a universal being. I did not know that in fact not only was God an American but he was also Republican. I wonder how this breaks down on a global vision. In the UK would God then be Labour? In Canada is God a member of the Reform Party? Or Does God just send ambassadors to these other places while God stays here at home. Of course now it makes sense, that’s why God wanted George W, he does the legwork for God.
The reasonable man adapts himself to the world; the unreasonable one persists in trying to adapt the world to himself. Therefore, all progress depends on the unreasonable man. George Bernard Shaw Irish dramatist & socialist (1856 - 1950)
Friday, May 13, 2005
Tuesday, May 10, 2005
Tonight on QFC
According to Webster’s the following is the definition of the word “limited“:
lim·it·ed, lim·it·ing, lim·its
To confine or restrict within a boundary or bounds.
To fix definitely; to specify.
I was sitting at an intersection today and glanced over to see a Chrysler PT Cruiser. This is a definite hit for Chrysler and is clearly designed to bring back the nostalgic days of cruising the beaches of California in your “Woody”…in some cases, depending on the appearance of the beach crowd, it could indicate cruising the beach with a “Woody”. But, hey, different song, different verse; I’m Henry the Eight I am….
The odd part of the PT is that I never have seen them cruising the beaches of Sunny California, as I have on the country roads of the Pacific Northwest. Did all the old surfers move up here? Is the balding guy beside me in traffic in Bellingham, WA really named “Moon Doggy”?
Chrysler has sold a ton of these cars? Wagons? Faux “Woody’s”?
That being said, why do they say “Limited” on them?
Should that not indicate an ending point?
A set number?
There are no more to be had so you are out of luck-type deal? I think not. The term here is the sale of these is limited to the number of people who will buy them.
Years ago, there was a great line where a fake ‘Orson Wells’ declared, “We will sell no wine till you pay for it.” It was a classic take off on the “We will sell no wine before it’s time.”
It was truly an odd advertisement for a company that sold wine with a twist top. Regardless, it would appear this is where the use of the word ‘Limited’ was heading towards.
“This week only, you can buy this Limited Edition…”Miniature of the Mercedes that Princess Di Died In.” …now there is a tongue twister.
Is this different than the number on collectible plates? Is there an end to the numbers and does it say that on YOUR letter of authenticity? Will I be one of few who will have the plate featuring the Lennon Sisters riding around with Lawrence Welk’s “Woody”?
I wonder if it might be wise to offer a “Limited” edition of the Whiner(?) ...perhaps a commemorative, all porcelain plate, to set us apart from other BLOGs?
I might be missing the boat here.
lim·it·ed, lim·it·ing, lim·its
To confine or restrict within a boundary or bounds.
To fix definitely; to specify.
I was sitting at an intersection today and glanced over to see a Chrysler PT Cruiser. This is a definite hit for Chrysler and is clearly designed to bring back the nostalgic days of cruising the beaches of California in your “Woody”…in some cases, depending on the appearance of the beach crowd, it could indicate cruising the beach with a “Woody”. But, hey, different song, different verse; I’m Henry the Eight I am….
The odd part of the PT is that I never have seen them cruising the beaches of Sunny California, as I have on the country roads of the Pacific Northwest. Did all the old surfers move up here? Is the balding guy beside me in traffic in Bellingham, WA really named “Moon Doggy”?
Chrysler has sold a ton of these cars? Wagons? Faux “Woody’s”?
That being said, why do they say “Limited” on them?
Should that not indicate an ending point?
A set number?
There are no more to be had so you are out of luck-type deal? I think not. The term here is the sale of these is limited to the number of people who will buy them.
Years ago, there was a great line where a fake ‘Orson Wells’ declared, “We will sell no wine till you pay for it.” It was a classic take off on the “We will sell no wine before it’s time.”
It was truly an odd advertisement for a company that sold wine with a twist top. Regardless, it would appear this is where the use of the word ‘Limited’ was heading towards.
“This week only, you can buy this Limited Edition…”Miniature of the Mercedes that Princess Di Died In.” …now there is a tongue twister.
Is this different than the number on collectible plates? Is there an end to the numbers and does it say that on YOUR letter of authenticity? Will I be one of few who will have the plate featuring the Lennon Sisters riding around with Lawrence Welk’s “Woody”?
I wonder if it might be wise to offer a “Limited” edition of the Whiner(?) ...perhaps a commemorative, all porcelain plate, to set us apart from other BLOGs?
I might be missing the boat here.
Monday, May 09, 2005
Up in Smoke
What were we smoking?
The other day I heard this song on Deep Tracks, one of the many channels on XM satellite radio. I never really paid all that much attention to the lyrics. I found myself singing along and realized this song makes no sense at all.
Ain’t it foggy outside
All the planes have been grounded (ok, with you so far)
Ain’t the fire inside?
Let’s all go stand around it.. (Wait, what fire are we talking here?)
Funny, I’ve been there
And you’ve been here
And we ain’t had no time to drink that beer
’cause I understand you’ve been running from the man
That goes by the name of the sandman
He flies the sky like an eagle in the eye
Of a hurricane that’s abandoned deep, very deep
Ain’t the years gone by fast
I suppose you have missed them
Oh, I almost forgot to ask
Did you hear of my enlistment? (What the f*#*?)
Funny, I’ve been there
And you’ve been here
And we ain’t had no time to drink that beer (Smokey beer?)
’cause I understand you’ve been running from the man
That goes by the name of the sandman
He flies the sky like an eagle in the eye
Of a hurricane that’s abandoned (ADA)
I understand you’ve been running from the man
That goes by the name of the sandman
He flies the sky like an eagle in the eye
Of a hurricane that’s abandoned (yawn)
I understand you’ve been running from the man
That goes by the name of the sandman
He flies the sky like an eagle in the eye
Of a hurricane that’s abandoned (Write another verse already)
I understand you’ve been running from the man
That goes by the name of the sandman
He flies the sky like an eagle in the eye
Of a hurricane that’s abandoned (99 bottles of beer on the wall)
Next week we study “A Horse With no Name” also known as the mushroom contribution to top 40.
The other day I heard this song on Deep Tracks, one of the many channels on XM satellite radio. I never really paid all that much attention to the lyrics. I found myself singing along and realized this song makes no sense at all.
Ain’t it foggy outside
All the planes have been grounded (ok, with you so far)
Ain’t the fire inside?
Let’s all go stand around it.. (Wait, what fire are we talking here?)
Funny, I’ve been there
And you’ve been here
And we ain’t had no time to drink that beer
’cause I understand you’ve been running from the man
That goes by the name of the sandman
He flies the sky like an eagle in the eye
Of a hurricane that’s abandoned deep, very deep
Ain’t the years gone by fast
I suppose you have missed them
Oh, I almost forgot to ask
Did you hear of my enlistment? (What the f*#*?)
Funny, I’ve been there
And you’ve been here
And we ain’t had no time to drink that beer (Smokey beer?)
’cause I understand you’ve been running from the man
That goes by the name of the sandman
He flies the sky like an eagle in the eye
Of a hurricane that’s abandoned (ADA)
I understand you’ve been running from the man
That goes by the name of the sandman
He flies the sky like an eagle in the eye
Of a hurricane that’s abandoned (yawn)
I understand you’ve been running from the man
That goes by the name of the sandman
He flies the sky like an eagle in the eye
Of a hurricane that’s abandoned (Write another verse already)
I understand you’ve been running from the man
That goes by the name of the sandman
He flies the sky like an eagle in the eye
Of a hurricane that’s abandoned (99 bottles of beer on the wall)
Next week we study “A Horse With no Name” also known as the mushroom contribution to top 40.