I’m working on something more substantial on Bobo’s latest travesty, but my amusement/outrage meter pegged to the right when I read this over at TPM.
EDIT: DougJ beat me to this. So instead of repeating the offending quote from Bryan (I’d have been Rambo if I hadn’t had more important things to do) Fischer…
Let me just say this.
Who is Bryan Fischer?
He would be the guy who’s spent his career bashing gays (lately, equating gay sex with domestic terrorism, a comparison so special that it screams out loud for Chris Rock treatment, but I ain’t that funny and so won’t try), hating on bears
(not [just] the gay kind)…
…and so loves himself the idea of religious freedom that only Christians, (and only some of them) need apply.
That would not be a Bryan Fisher who, according to his bio over at the American Family Association (sic and sick — and no link love from me, boyo) ever managed to find it in his holy American courageousness to put himself in harm’s way. Instead his has been a perfectly cossetted life: elite college; God-talk graduate school; a church job here and another there, before climbing all the way onto the bedroom-snifffing wingnut welfare gravy train.
This isn’t what you’d call a grown up thought, and it’s certainly not a Christian one — if the goal of imitating Jesus is still recognized as foundational — but hell, I’m no follower of the cross anyway, so I’ll just dream on: I’d love to lock Bryan Fischer into a room with some folks who’ve actually done their duty in the unremembered valleys and hills of Afghanistan.
Just for just a little while.
We might see just how “masculine” Mr. Fischer would seem in that company
P.S. No post wandering around this general area would be complete without this comment from Professor M. Python:
Image: Frederick Stuart Church, “The Rites of Spring” before 1924