Maybe a Bit . . .
Really Gooey, In Fact
“By ‘liberals’ I am referring both to those who are openly so, as well as those who have that crisply moderate evangelical shell surrounding a gooey center” (Same Sex Mirage, p. 189).
Immodest Wenches
Introduction: My point in this post is not—lest someone mistake my point—to do anything so simple as decry immodest attire in women. And by the kind of immodesty I am not for the most part talking about, I am intending both definitions of that word—viz. that which is sexual provocative, and that which is flamboyant …
Against Justice
Introduction: The immediate question that may arise is “what kind of monster could be ‘against justice?’” If this were not November, I would perhaps say that this is a reasonable question and proceed to answer it in my customary way, full to overflowing with balance and nuance. But that doesn’t keep it from being, at …
Home Alone in the PCA
All, In order to make some space for a #NoQuarterNovember post today, I am serving up a truncated letters section today. In order to keep life simple, I am just publishing letters on the PCA, R.I.P. post. How does the story of the Southern Baptist Convention fit into your paradigm of the slippery slope toward …
So Why Did They Want the Right to Vote Again?
“I have been seeing a lot of . . . what might be called china-doll feminism . . . Feminism began by insisting that women could do everything the men can do, I-am-woman-hear-me-roar stuff, and has ended by weepily entreating all its sob sisters to repair themselves to the fainting couches, where trained counselors in …
Those BioLogos Unbelievers
Introduction: Eugene Genovese once wrote that, during his atheist days, whenever he was in the company of a liberal Christian, he always felt that comfortable sense that he was in the presence of a fellow unbeliever. Unbelief is a thing. And that matter of faith is always the basic issue. One of the New Testament …
So No, I Don’t Believe It
“If you want to tell me that liberals are committed to free speech, please remember you are talking to someone who once needed an entourage of around twenty cops in order to be able to say something in a classroom at a state university” (Same Sex Mirage, p. 184).
Or So It Would Seem
Always a Bright Side
“Unhorsed, and with a split helmet, and flat on my back, I was able to notice how blue the sky was” (Same Sex Mirage, p. 182).