‘weeping jesus on the cross’
May 25, 2008 by Betmo
just when you thought christianity, american style couldn’t get ANY stupider- i ran across this gem in the google reader:
“Destined to be sold in bulk quantities to youth groups everywhere, the Cross MP3 Player is hardly designed by coincidence, and comes with 4GB of internal memory, a two-color LCD, built-in speaker, FM tuner, integrated mic, seven equalizer modes and a multi-language menu for those overseas mission trips. Fightin’ the good fight will only cost you $48.14, but you can whittle that down even more by purchasing these things by the hundreds”
i mean i thought atms in church foyers was a bit much but wow. how insecure do you have to be in your religion that you have to literally force others to participate just by your presence? it’s as bad as the morons who have subwoofers as big as their car in the trunk blasting crap rap. folks- fyi- there is no god and if there was- he wouldn’t advocate you buying crap. i am sure he would prefer if you tithed by helping out the folks who are less fortunate than you- not force craptacular, consumeristic music and products on them.
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As someone as fascinated with Jesus’ overwhelming and continual market share, I had to comment. I asked a local, living here in Oakland California why the big sound and big music that causes the back end of the junkers to vibrate with rap as they drove down the street. He told me it was men broadcasting who had the biggest sound to other men (not attracting the attention of women is one my hypothesize). It wasn’t about spreading a rap religion. I’ve tried it a couple of times with my own music (Arab music in the Latino section, Pink Martini in the white and perfect ‘hoods) and am secretly convinced it’s about making one’s presence known- it’s a mild form of terrorism. It’s like, “I’m going to force you to listen to my sound.” It’s a way of disrupting the bonds of community. This little device is about proselytization, rap music in a back end is about something else. The key question is…do all communities find it disruptive or is there perhaps someone who takes comfort in it as simply “the sounds of life?”
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I can only assume accessories are sold separately?
The Pope Hat, chastity belt, 10 inch bling crucifix necklace, booklet on abstinence, abridged pocket reference Cliff notes Bible with out-of-context quotes.
Do these devices come pre loaded with top 10 hits?
• Holier than thou
• Who would Jesus Bomb?
• My religion is superior to yours
• My president talks to god, so he must be good
• Pedophile priests ~ let’s forgive them
• If you really love god, you’d put more in the Sunday basket
• Keep your legs together, Missy
• The Vatican-Can
• I feel good- Good Gawd Ya’ll
• Kiss my ring
God ~ SHE would not approve!
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it is a continuing source of humor (tragic humor, but good for a laugh nonetheless) how the message of Jesus has been twisted to the point that, in many churches, if you are NOT filthy rich, it’s because you’re not sufficiently devout.
it’s a very weird thing to see these folks judging one another by their displays of wealth and the sizes of their homes, quality of vehicles, etc. because when you are blessed in the lord, it is evident in the accumulation of material things.
it’s so unbelievably ironic and sad, really. it all started when churches were losing members late ’70s, early ’80s. oral roberts started preaching that god wanted everyone to be rich and 30+ years later we have meyer and dollar and all of the rest of the pray-to-be-rich crowd duping millions of folks into thinking if they just tithe enough, they, too, will be driving bentleys and living in mansions.
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