Wednesday, May 24, 2006

"Squirming Nasty Cockroach Men, Now on Every Week!"

I noticed that tonight there is yet another episode of "To Catch a Predator" on NBC's Dateline. I'd written a blog post about the practice of television network shaming a couple months ago, and I'd like to address a few other things in light of NBC's programming approach here.

First of all, is it the thinking of NBC execs that doing this on a regular basis would actually put a dent in criminal molestation? That by sending correspondent Chris Hansen out to bait more of these guys, many of them would stop for fear of walking into the trap? I mean, I really don't know the answer to that question. I do know that unless any given individual does not allow Christ to take out his sin, he is always prone to do all kinds of wretched things. A proficiently wide-spread "Scarlet Lettering" can't change that. Any one molester who Chris Hansen can't stop will still destroy the life of someone.

Furthermore, what will NBC execs do when enough people who'd make up their core audience for such a regularly scheduled program stop watching the show--just get tired of it and turn to another program Wednesday nights? Will they keep to their presumed commitment to expose these guys? I don't think so. This tends to tell me that NBC is behaving just like any Catholicist public relations operation would. Find the conflict (it's not hard--they've helped stir it up to begin with), stick a camera in its face, and see if people watch it and buy the products advertised through it (I wonder how much product placement is happening there).

Lastly, when NBC pulls the plug, what happens then? What happens with the cockroach men when they know nobody's paying attention anymore? Oh, some of them will get nabbed by the police, but it seemed to me that most of the guys in the brief bit I saw would consider a jail cell "Club Med" compared to the glaring spotlight.

It's a bit different when that Light is Christ. Interesting, when someone has that Light shone upon them, they'll run back deep into the darkness, just like they long to do when found out on "Predator."

But the difference with this Light is that they may, they just may let that Light sear off their pretense and pride. Then they'd be healed. Fully. Never again even remotely taken by the bait. Oh, and yeah, they'd see, too. They'd see how much they've been set up, and leave the game altogether. They'd find the Kingdom, and wouldn't even be close to the bait anyway. The Catholicist Society likes him to be suckered in, it's great television.

Jesus sets Him free.

Why Jesus? What is the big deal with Him? Could He really do that?

Monday, May 15, 2006

More of the Irony

Tonight the NBC News national evening broadcast opened with a tease featuring two successive items: sleep disorders for a large number of Americans, and The DaVinci Code "backlash," what people are saying about the controversial film opening this Friday.

I couldn't help but think. People would sleep better if they simply had their full daily compliment of relationship, discovery, and accomplishment. That is, they knew people around them loved them, they saw events that were wonderful in whatever way they happened, and they did things that they were confident made the world a better place.

But in the Catholicist Nation, many people put themselves to bed at night with the following in their psyches: They firmly believe that no matter what people around them may say, they are not loved, indeed they may even be targets, by anyone from wild-eyed terrorists to a bitter spouse. Not quite relationship.

They witness horrific acts of violence of all types, and if they should be spared this for a day, they are sure to experience the breadth of deceit among people who have virtually pathological fears. Not quite discovery.

They work their rear ends off doing something, and many times they question what that exactly is. Sometimes they peer into their souls and see the disturbing motivation for their drudgery: to sustain a rank pride that keeps them pretending that they are just good enough. Not quite accomplishment.

No wonder people can't sleep.

They would though, if they walked with the One who is the very best friend a person could have, who has the power to display unfathomable beauties in even the most mundane areas of life, and who takes the greatest pleasure in the bountiful use of one's talents.

Yes, this One is Jesus Christ.

But see the irony is that the item right after the sleep disorder plug was the reason why "Jesus Christ" does nothing for these people.

It is because this Jesus is a different one--not the One Who is a Friend. The DaVinci Code Jesus is the ancient-married-Gnostic-weird-morose one who was after-all just some hifalutin religious guy. Nobody who can help you with your sleep, anyway.

What is worse is that the Catholic Jesus is the one showcased as the alternative to the DaVinci Code one, but he is just as destructive. Is the Catholic Jesus the same one as the one in the Bible? How could he be when he's really just a wafer? Or a pedophiliac priest? Or a limp dead guy on the Mark of Cain?

Or some guy on TV smugly trying to explain all this away? Well, the Catholicist pundits can get out of that well enough by now throwing all their attention to attacking the DaVinci Code Jesus. It's the perfect ruse.

The thing that tops the irony is at the close of the news broadcast, there was a plug for the Web feature "iVillage." It comprises a bunch of websites that NBC runs, and it closed with the logo: the words "NBC-Universal Digital Media" in a large circle with the peacock icon at one point on the circle.

"Universal."

Just the more common term for "Catholic."

What do people really want? Some thoughts.

Sunday, May 14, 2006

"Um, Yes, We Want To Know Secrets, But, Um, Which Ones?"

Right after it was revealed that the National Security Agency is paying phone companies for copies of all of their customers' phone records, using them to look for "patterns" to help them fight terrorism, the Washington Post took a poll and found that 56% said "it was appropriate for the news media to have disclosed the existence of this secret government program."

I took this stat from Tim Rutten's media column in Saturday's LA Times. Rutten makes the case that, really, it is up to the people to decide, but gives a great deal of credit to the press as a sort of clearinghouse for what people are to know about government.

Thing is, as much as Rutten tries to objectively detail today's conditions of information dissemination, he doesn't admit that he and the media is a critical part of what the government does. He may even think he is an unbias reporter, sworn to serve the public as a check against tyrannical government, but he is actually a pawn in Caesar's vast administrative operation.

He even closes his piece with this comment: "Americans place a higher value on a free press than do the lock-step partisans in the chattering class." Oh, Tim? You're a "free presser" and not a "chatterer"? Really, typical Joe American trusts you, Tim, because you do such a splendid job of saying you're the objective one, that you're above it all and can know what to say and what not to say, and know that for the rest of us as well.

I wonder, what secrets are okay for the press to release? Which ones are not okay? Will you take a poll by sharing all of the secrets you know about and then asking which ones are okay to publish? And when you do, how do you know you're not just asking a bunch from a particular partisan chattering class?

I may be a bit harsh on poor Tim Rutten. Perhaps it is true that he just doesn't know.

He just writes really well.

And in the Catholicist Nation, image is everything.

What is the Catholicist Nation? Check it out here.

Thursday, May 11, 2006

We're Such a Big Club, That's Why

Every once in a while I pick up the news monthly Christian Examiner, a newspaper publication that addresses issues of concern to evangelical Christians. It is actually a pretty good paper, and I like to peek around at what they're all thinking about.

With the film The DaVinci Code due to come out next Friday, lots is being said about it and across the top of this month's Examiner is a banner headline, "The DaVinci Code: Irreconcilable with Christianity." The instant I saw this I thought, great, another pitiful postmodern concession.

The point is that the headline should read "The DaVinci Code: Irreconcilable with Truth." Instead we make it seem like the film (and book) just don't jibe with our particular brand of religion-slash-philosophy-slash-lifestyle. The fact is, people read that headline and think--as they should--that all the huffing and puffing is merely the result of a spat between clubs. Here's the DaVinci Jesus-was-married-and-had-children-and-was-really-a-Gnostic people and there's the real-true-blue-dye-in-the-wool-American-Christian people and let's git it on.

"Hey you foolish Christian people you don't know what the real deal is with Jesus." Never mind that what Dan Brown says--however much "history" he may base it on--is exactly like me writing a book about your brown-haired blue-eyed clarinet-playing 14 year-old sister and describing her as a rainbow-haired zig-zag-eyed amoeba-slapping 87 year-old Hitler clone.

"Hey you foolish secular people you just don't know about what our club is about." And guess what the secular people do? They go great, good riddance. I don't blame them. I don't want to be in that club either. One reason is that when good church-going Christians see a headline like that they too are convinced that their God club is the best and since it's really really big it can yell really really loud. "You're not like us so nyah."

And zero reconciliation happens. Zero.

What breaks my heart is that everyone then thinks that God's word is just part of a club. The words are the club charter, the club rules of conduct.

I was in Barnes and Noble today and saw a whole table devoted to books about the DaVinci Code thing. Books about DaVinci and secret societies and the Masons and the "history." A whole bunch of 'em. But guess which book was very much not there. Nowhere around.

The one book that would tell them all what the truth is.

The Bible.

Oh I'm sure a lot of people assume we all know what the Bible says, and the DaVinci Code stuff is just the latest take on it all. But, I wonder, why is that?

Why do we assume that?...

Well, for what it's worth, here's the history.

Wednesday, May 03, 2006

From the Humanist Temple

My latest take on the pandemic Catholicization of the world is at my website The Catholicist Nation. I look at four motion pictures that are out and about, three of which you may see at the temple--or as it is more commonly known, the movie theater; one of which you may view in the convenience of your own home after slipping it into your image and sound machine at your humanist alter--or, okay, better known as the DVD player at the home entertainment center.

The films are Lemony Snicket's A Series of Unfortunate Events, Thank You For Smoking, United 93, and The DaVinci Code. All shout from the rooftops the virulent humanist dogma. Of course, shouting from the rooftops isn't required anymore when you have the temple and millions of congregants in attendance.