Soap Box

Soap Box

After letting loose the ‘media hounds’ on the USDA, I thought I might take repose and focus some commentary on that which brings me joy, a topic of a Simple Life, quite memories shared over warm bread and hot coffee on a cold night by fire light. That which recounted time and time again, never bores or wears my mind.

So I’ll leave of with this reminder for those ever-vigilant constant gardeners of society progress:

The roots of our culture like the taproot of a dandelion, goes deep in to the soil of our souls.

Take care of the altar offerings presented to you in our technologically advanced post-industrial modern era. Lest like the false Shepherds of societies sacred cows lead you stray………

Channel 23
The TV is my shepherd; I shall not want anything else. It maketh me to lie down on the sofa. It leadeth me away from the Scripture. It destroys my soul. It leadeth me in the paths of sex and violence for the sponsor’s sake.

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will enjoy the evil, for blood and sex they excite me. It’s cable and remote they comfort me. It prepares a commercial before me in the presence of my children. It anoints my head with humanism, my coveting runneth over.

Surely laziness and ignorance shall follow my family all the days of our lives, and we shall dwell in the house watching TV forever.


Thanks to Dave Black for posting this parody from his sons congregational challenge.