If I were to be driving along a fairly busy four-lane road and say, accidentally nearly hit a couple of Amish guys standing on the yellow line trying to cross traffic because I wasn't as alert as I should have been...well, nearly hit is such a strong phrase...more like, swerved and potentially startled a couple of Amish men..okay, scared them a bit...not like 'peeing in their pants' scared, but 'OMFG get out of the way' scared...well, without the F and G part of that acronym since I guess they wouldn't say "fucking" or take God's name in vain in a moment of life-or-death fear... although I've seen a couple of those Dateline specials about how wild and crazy some Amish guys can be in their youth and once you've experienced the effectiveness of expressing anger, fear, confusion, disgust and the like by the use of gratuitous swear word, it might be that you can't put that Genie/genie back in the proverbial bottle (slightly OT...would an Amish person get that Genie/genie reference reference?), so who knows what they might say....aw, fuck, I've totally lost my train of thought now....oh, yeah. Would God hold me to a stiffer penalty if I caused life-altering fear/pain/death to the Amish or are they worth the same hellfire as regular people. By regular people I mean you and me, not, say a crackhead or a Ted-Bundy-in-training or a politician or whack job like ol' Rev. Phelps.

Thus endeth my philosophical rambling for today.

Labels: burning questions, inquiring minds, ramble, religion

• I do not like it when folks clap and wave their arms in church.
  
• I do not like it when folks shout out "amen" and cheer in church.
  
• I do not like it when hymns turn into jazz numbers.
  
• I do not like it when I have to watch a powerpoint/media presentation for the message.
  
• I do not like it when there are glaring, terrible comma errors in said presentations.
  
• I do not like it when there is a fricking hard-sell, join-Jesus commercial at the end of church.
  
• I do not like it when I feel as if I am in a new scene from The Blues Brothers at church.
  
• I do not like it when I go to the Southern Baptist Church.
  
  Happy Easter.

Labels: rant, religion