I love listening to Dr. J. Vernon McGee. He's got an accent and delivery that's part yokel, part lawyer, part cranky elder, part brain-damage victim and all preacher. He's dead now, so though you can hear him on Christian radio all over the place you don't have to worry any more that he's in pursuit of an active mission to turn people into kooks. He is worm food.
The idea of his radio shows was just a close-read of the Bible, verse by verse, attempting to explain what was going on with hillbilly common sense and an occasional Greek or Hebrew word - no KJV purist he - to appeal to the inferiority complex of the frightened fuck-ups looking for a guide to salvation.
His plowing through the Book of Revelations is fun because Revelations makes no sense at all: it's pretty much just babbling and as I say I like his voice. I haven't listened to his take on the Song of Solomon: saving it as a treat.
Listen if you dare, sissies.
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
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I haven't listened to his take on the Song of Solomon: saving it as a treat
Just what the world needs, hillbilly fundie erotica!
General Sisyphus is headed to Afghanistan to take over for General Betrayus.
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I dare not
It appears I am going to have to sample his speeches and chop them up to make him heard.
It appears I am going to have to sample his speeches and chop them up to make him heard.
If you could somehow put it to a some phat booty beats, that would be great, too.
The security word is "bethsts" It's about time Blogger recognized how important I am.
If you could somehow put it to a some phat booty beats, that would be great, too.
Let's pretend that I made a really clever joke about "My Life in the Bush of Ghosts" to go here.
Yeah, that Beth is a real saint. Or two, even.
I've heard Revelations makes a lot of sense as the commentary on second or third century politics that it is.
Is Burt really still selling those watches?
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I've heard Revelations makes a lot of sense as the commentary on second or third century politics that it is.
It's a little more comprehensible as kooky metaphor for political goings-on, but really it's just fucked.
I've gotta get rid of Burt. Part of the fun of him was that he was getting published alongside Real People at Townhall but that's vanished and nobody seems to pay attention to him.
You can't do it.
You'll be forever identified with Burt and that disturbing animated gif from your blog page.
Twenty years from now, when you're all Burt-lookin and Burt's long been wormfood, we'll still be having threads about Righteous Substance's Burt Prelutski obsession.
And we'll laugh! Oh yes, we'll laugh...
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