Guilt and Chanel No. 5

I am not the target audience for Gilmore Girls.

Gilmore Girls was on the WB, was ostensibly about a mother/daughter (Lorelei/Rory) who were best friends, and had a lot of talking. A lot of talking. Enough talking to make Aaron Sorkin look terse. Scripts for the show were famously 50% longer than any other show on TV because there was SO. MUCH. TALKING.

All of that means the target audience was a third to half my age and a different gender.

And yet, were I to have to choose between my heretofore favorite comedy (the first five years of Cheers) and GG for the infamous desert island, I would be hard-pressed to pick.

This Is How Much God Loved the World. Dude.

This week’s laugh-out-loud moment, courtesy of the Babylon Bee.

I’ll just note a few differences and/or comments.

  • Around 121CC, we call the NASB the Ross Sawyers Memorial Bible.
  • The ESV is known around here as the Eager Seminarian Version for obvious reasons, but Elect Standard Version works, too.
  • We call The Message the Dude Bible because, years ago, a guy in our Sunday School class said that if you said “Dude!” after every passage, it seemed to fit. He always did, and it always did.

To Sin By Silence

While watching an episode of Burns’ “Vietnam” tonight (unbelievably compelling, by the way), I saw the first sentence here on a sign, attributed to Lincoln. Intrigued, I went spelunking on the interwebs. As is so often the case, the attribution turned out to be wrong; it was written in the very early 1900’s by poet(ess?) Ella Wheeler Wilcox. The entire poem from which it was taken is remarkably relevant today.

To sin by silence, when we should protest,
Makes cowards out of men. The human race
Has climbed on protest. Had no voice been raised
Against injustice, ignorance, and lust,
The inquisition yet would serve the law,
And guillotines decide our least disputes.