or; fanatic fundies find me lacking - to Hell they have sent me packing.
(This is going to sound like an unfriendly rant if you don't read the article here first. And yeah, it's not going to be very friendly, but oh well.)
So my little sister just walked in, and I told her, "Hey! I've just been branded non-Christian and been told to have fun in Hell!"
She looked at me, eyes wide and incredulous, and said, "Umm . . . why?"
I answered, "Because I didn't find it offensive that they opened the senate with a prayer by a Hindu cleric the other day!"
Her astute reply? (I guess she's an okay little sister after all) "So?"
So we sat and watched the video of what happened. Has anyone heard the whole prayer? For sure, I can give you my quick transcript of what is in his prayer.
Let us pray. We meditate on the transcendental glory of the Deity Supreme, who is inside the heart of the earth, inside the life of the sky, and inside the soul of the heavens. May he stimulate and illuminate our minds. Lead us from the un-real to the real; from darkness to light.
Well, wasn't that just . . . non-denominational. I wouldn't be surprised to hear that in a Christian church. So it didn't end in the name (or contain vain repetitions of the name, as so many "Christian" prayers do) of Christ. But still, people . . .
If I'm un-Christian and hellbound for not finding that offensive, then I don't want to hang out in Heaven with the people that were trying to shout him down. A heaven filled with just officious, judicious, and rectitudinous pricks is no place for me.
So party at my crib in Hell. We'll have a great time, people. Everyone who's been summarily damned for believing that the US should stand up for religious freedom instead of theocratic nonsense can come over.
They'll be lots of soda, some chips. We'll watch a movie or two. 