Alarming News: I like Morgan Freeberg. A lot.
American Digest: And I like this from "The Blog That Nobody Reads", because it is -- mostly -- about me. What can I say? I'm on an ego trip today. It won't last.
Anti-Idiotarian Rottweiler: We were following a trackback and thinking "hmmm... this is a bloody excellent post!", and then we realized that it was just part III of, well, three...Damn. I wish I'd written those.
Anti-Idiotarian Rottweiler: ...I just remembered that I found a new blog a short while ago, House of Eratosthenes, that I really like. I like his common sense approach and his curiosity when it comes to why people believe what they believe rather than just what they believe.
Brutally Honest: Morgan Freeberg is brilliant.
Dr. Melissa Clouthier: Morgan Freeberg at House of Eratosthenes (pftthats a mouthful) honors big boned women in skimpy clothing. The picture there is priceless--keep scrolling down.
Exile in Portales: Via Gerard: Morgan Freeberg, a guy with a lot to say. And he speaks The Truth...and it's fascinating stuff. Worth a read, or three. Or six.
Just Muttering: Two nice pieces at House of Eratosthenes, one about a perhaps unintended effect of the Enron mess, and one on the Gore-y environ-movie.
Mein Blogovault: Make "the Blog that No One Reads" one of your daily reads.
The Virginian: I know this post will offend some people, but the author makes some good points.
Poetic Justice: Cletus! Ah gots a laiv one fer yew...
…or to put the hate on folks living in sin, like me…or to join me in shaking your head at the unabashed narcissism…or for just a rollickin’ good laugh.
You have to read the whole thing. Yeah, the guy can’t do math. But hey. It’s a great point to be made: If you’re still paying credit card bills from the wedding, and the marriage is already over, something’s all gunnybags and it’s probably because your priorities were hosed.
Is it time to lose faith in the institution of marriage? The better question is, how are we treating the institution? Like we deserve to have it? Is there any institution left in which one can lose one’s faith anymore? Suppose the institution were to be offered to the animal species of…I dunno…hyenas. Or wombats. Would we as humans be able to honestly say we’ve treated it any more respectfully while we had our God-given monopoly on it?
You best read this, from a clergy, before answering that one…
The special day comes, the best man is still drunk, the groom is hung over, no one knew about that interesting tattoo that the maid of honor had way low on her back, now revealed by the plunging back of her dress that is held up only by wishful thinking. Grandma, upon reading the logo of the maid of honor’s tattoo, has fainted.
Somewhere in all this the vows are exchanged, and quite a few of the wedding party receive their first Holy Communion that day, however one of the ushers puts the host in his suit pocket not having a clue what it is. (This actually has happened to me twice.) The pictures have been taken. The noise level in the church reaches that of an English soccer match after the riot has broken out. The children are jumping off the altar and the priest is scowling at everyone. Now on to the pictures in the forest preserve, a “must” at every wedding. There the wedding party is attacked by mosquitoes, one of the children falls into the lagoon and the bride is having a hard time smiling for the photos. The best man passes out. On to the reception.
The bride loses it because the shade of fuchsia in the floral center pieces clashes with the shade of fuchsia in the wedding party’s outfit. The groom adjourns to the bar where the game is on the television. The wedding dinner is served as music is played at a mind numbing volume. Grandma is better now. She has turned off her hearing aid. The priest is seated with the pious relatives in plaid suit coats and leaves shortly after the grace before meals. The best man makes the toast which drones on about how he loves the groom and one begins to wonder…
Moral of the story: Plan for the marriage, at least as much as you plan for the wedding. Good message. From what I’ve been able to observe, it seems there is no shortage of people who need to have it explained to them, and that’s a pity.
Hat tip to Rick.
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I am not a religious person. By any means. But if this clergyman, Rev. Know-It-All, gives sermons – I’ll be there! He’s dead on! This was great… Again… THANKS!
I think I’m gonna like hanging out there for a while!
KC
- kckc | 11/03/2009 @ 09:58I was told today, by a manly, non-pot smoking libertarian, diehard misean, un-religous Englishman who hates all things statist that I wasn’t really married and my children were bastards because I didn’t marry in church. He was arguing against gay marriage as a cultural abomination and against the state having any right to codify personal unions while promoting Christian institutions as having substantive moral relevancy in society that rose far above the state in all matters personal.
It was a really weird conversation.
And I’m still peeved that he called my kids bastards.
Happy Wednesday, Morgan.
- Daphne | 11/04/2009 @ 17:59Makes me darned glad I’m not Catholic. Too doggoned many rules. It’s so much simpler being an evangelical Christian.
The article is kind of sad, really. My wedding will be nothing at all like that. Very small, very low cost and low key, no alcohol, just a few friends and relatives.
My girlfriend is a no-nonsense, prudent, frugal and practical woman. She doesn’t care a whit about frilly extras, petty issues, or pretty much anything that is pink for that matter. It will be a joy and a delight to be joined to her.
- cylarz | 11/05/2009 @ 01:18