Michele Bachmann is not a Christian
One of the more pleasant consequences of my renewed dedication to writing is that I haven't had time to be distracted by politics.
It's been refreshing, really, and good for my mental health. Frankly, the best I could hope for in a day when I was paying attention to the shrill bray that radiated out of the District of Columbia was that nothing political pissed me off too badly. I really only remember two days when I was actually pleased with something that happened in politics: the evening of 4 November `2008, and the evening of 21 March `2010. Other than that, it's been a pretty steady stream of bitter irritation.
But I knew that some bit of idiocy would eventually flash too brightly for me to ignore, and I really should have known that it would be this particular side-show freak that would commit the offense. On August 28th, Michele Bachmann told a drooling gaggle of her slack-jawed minions that Hurricane Irene was her god's way of saying to politicians: "Are you going to start listening to me here?"
Frankly, I'm quite thankful that Michele Bachmann's malevolent god-being is just a malicious figment of her myth-addled imagination. We are, in fact, quite fortunate that she is nothing but a delusional lunatic. Because there's a word for someone that would kill 54 people, including children, just to grab the attention of a handful of tone-deaf politicians. It's called a terrorist.
Clearly, Michele Bachmann believes in a hateful, terroristic god-being, and she believes that most American believe in the same revolting beast. Bachmann would undoubtedly feel right at home protesting the funerals of dead American soldiers along with the Westboro lunatics under the command of Fred Phelps. In short: Michele Bachmann is not a Christian, because she delights in the destructive exploits of the vengeful, schizophrenic god of the Old Testament.
There's a little-known philosopher that Michele Bachmann would do well to read. He didn't write anything himself, but a couple of people who claimed to know him wrote down some of the things that they claim he told them. He's a bit progressive, so she probably wouldn't like his views very much, but if she really wants to win over the Christian vote, he's a philosopher she should acquaint herself with. His name was Jesus of Nazareth.
Of course, Bachmann would just brand Jesus an un-American liberal atheist and condemn his single mother.
It's been refreshing, really, and good for my mental health. Frankly, the best I could hope for in a day when I was paying attention to the shrill bray that radiated out of the District of Columbia was that nothing political pissed me off too badly. I really only remember two days when I was actually pleased with something that happened in politics: the evening of 4 November `2008, and the evening of 21 March `2010. Other than that, it's been a pretty steady stream of bitter irritation.
But I knew that some bit of idiocy would eventually flash too brightly for me to ignore, and I really should have known that it would be this particular side-show freak that would commit the offense. On August 28th, Michele Bachmann told a drooling gaggle of her slack-jawed minions that Hurricane Irene was her god's way of saying to politicians: "Are you going to start listening to me here?"
Frankly, I'm quite thankful that Michele Bachmann's malevolent god-being is just a malicious figment of her myth-addled imagination. We are, in fact, quite fortunate that she is nothing but a delusional lunatic. Because there's a word for someone that would kill 54 people, including children, just to grab the attention of a handful of tone-deaf politicians. It's called a terrorist.
Clearly, Michele Bachmann believes in a hateful, terroristic god-being, and she believes that most American believe in the same revolting beast. Bachmann would undoubtedly feel right at home protesting the funerals of dead American soldiers along with the Westboro lunatics under the command of Fred Phelps. In short: Michele Bachmann is not a Christian, because she delights in the destructive exploits of the vengeful, schizophrenic god of the Old Testament.
There's a little-known philosopher that Michele Bachmann would do well to read. He didn't write anything himself, but a couple of people who claimed to know him wrote down some of the things that they claim he told them. He's a bit progressive, so she probably wouldn't like his views very much, but if she really wants to win over the Christian vote, he's a philosopher she should acquaint herself with. His name was Jesus of Nazareth.
Of course, Bachmann would just brand Jesus an un-American liberal atheist and condemn his single mother.