antibrain8:
Oh my god. The Gookie Cookie Monster is talking a like a Book of Mormon character. This is just too good...
Hey hey... Do me too! I want the condemnayshunz.
Be thou cursed!
I hope that will suffice. I mean, how can you further be debased when you’re lying on the ground?
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The Nehor:
The mentally challenged are exempt from that prophecy.
It’s not so much that, as that he’s long since arrived at the point of ultimate malediction. Aside from the eventual and inevitable reduction of his outer shell into its constituent elements, what further degradation could he possibly undergo? He’s already there.
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Jason Bourne:
………………… blah, blah, blah ………………….
Is it really possible that
anyone can be quite as obtuse as is this guy?
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RayA:
[Semi-inebriated, loosely-connected session of literary free-association, punctuated by a few random moments of apparently genuine indignation against Joseph Smith.]
Hope you were able to sleep it off, Ray.
As far as my warning to you is concerned, and your seeming inability to receive it, I can only react by saying, “Don’t blame the messenger.”
I am disheartened that you don’t seem to have responded very well to its message. Maybe it was the language I chose to convey it in. Oh, well … I thought it would be the best way to make it clear to you. Apparently not.
In any event, I feel I must confirm the warning and its accompanying predictions of want and woe, should you continue on the path you have chosen. So don’t ever say no one warned you.
I have.
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Dr. Shades:
Dear William:
I have a soft spot in my heart for those who are passionate about their beliefs, even if I don't necessarily agree with them.
You knew that posting what you did to Ray A would open yourself up to ridicule, but you were nevertheless passionate enough about the rightness of what you posted that you did so anyway.
In spite of the fact that I might bring condemnation upon my own head for saying this, KUDOS to you for your bravery.
Yes, dear Dr., I
am passionate about my beliefs. And one of my most passionate beliefs is that the first thing an apostate Mormon loses on his way out the chapel door is his irony sensor. Who would have thought it was something that depended on religious faith? I know I wouldn’t have. Nevertheless, I’ve long since established the incontrovertible connection between the two things: once they’ve vacated the chapel, there ain’t a lick of irony ever registers in their minds again.
And, with that in mind, I clicked the “Submit” button on my post yesterday. I thought it might have raised a bigger stir than it did, but I guess this place just ain’t as popular as it once was. Still, I did get a few of the anticipated reactions. And for that, I am grateful.
In the inspired words of the brilliant Tom Stoppard:
Audiences know what to expect. That is all they are prepared to believe in.
