“And so this explains why, when harangued, I do not run off. I just sit there, like a scolded cat” (Confessions of a Food Catholic, p. 72).
Les Mis: A Worldview Lab
Contrary to popular assumptions about “worldview,” the issue involves much more than simply the propositions you think. Thinking certainly is an important part of it all, but much more is necessary—as a particular case study of Les Mis may show. For many reasons, I believe that reactions to Les Mis are a great way for …
No Atoms Either
“Every time I see something advertised as ‘all natural and free of chemicals’ I brace myself for the day—and it cannot be far off now—when certain food items are touted on the package as being entirely ‘molecule free’” (Confessions of a Food Catholic, p. 72).
Gadsden Love
The second greatest commandment is that we should love our neighbor as we love ourselves (Lev. 19:18). The command presupposes that we love ourselves, and tells us to render that same kind of love to our neighbor. This became problematic for conservative believers over the last generation or so because representatives of our therapeutic and …
And the Shepherd in the Rear is Post Flock
“Among the informal logical fallacies, one of the most common is called the post hoc ergo propter hoc fallacy. Translated it means ‘after this, therefore because of this.’ B follows A, and it is therefore assumed that A must have been the cause of B. This fallacy is so prevalent that it could easily be …
Letters on the Half Shell
Cancer News: Praise God!! Wonderful news!! Laura Laura, thank you and thank the Lord. We thought so too. If you keep writing posts that funny I’m going to start hoping you keep getting cancer. I’ll try not to. That was hilarious! Steven Steven, don’t be drawing the wrong applications or life lessons here . . …
And I Mean Plunk
“My whole life I have been ingesting poisons that my great-great-grandfather never, ever encountered, and taking the averages I will probably live thirty to forty years longer than he did . . . You don’t slip someone poison in order to slightly retard the progress of his galloping and ever-burgeoning health. Poison kills people, plunk” …
The Beauty of Discrimination
Introduction: A few older people remember how the verb to discriminate once was a term of praise. He is a “discriminating reader,” or he has a “discriminating palate” when it comes to fine wines, or she has “discriminating taste” when it comes to her art collection. In all such expressions, while someone might react to …
Gotta Think of These Things
No Cooties
“There are no cooties in the cupboard. They’ve been exterminated by the perfectly organic pesticide of thankfulness” (Confessions of a Food Catholic, p. 58).