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Tuesday, February 21, 2017
Break Time
Sorry, all, but the Internet is filled with nothing but lamentations and sourness about the recent election: The end of all progressive dreams, the destruction of our civilization, the coming fascist age, and Nazis, Nazis, everywhere. Most of this is from my ordained colleagues, by the way. So much for hope and faith and whatnot. It's like they want to worship politicians instead of the Trinity.
The other day I overheard a conversation between two men in a cafe that went like this:
Guy #1: "My wife thinks we need to take the kids to a church. [Jokingly] Do you know any atheist churches?"
Guy #2: "Try the Episcopalians."
It's starting to make me a little funky so, with your permission, I'm going to shut down for a day or two. We'll be back.