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Licensed to feel ill…

Looks like the fluffy bunny and kitty will have the legally-sanctioned hatred of the church to deal with in Victoria. (Let Sean the Blogonaut tell you about it.)

Scrapings from the comment bin

Golly, it must be one of those Jungian synchronicity things… I was preparing a visual response (above) to one of the many comments that just don’t make it, and a colleague was replying by mail to the same member of Generation SuperficialBook™.

Here’s what he had to say:

I guess another mod deleted your comment to save you from looking like an idiot for not actually reading content on the pages posts, but just looking at pictures, then judging us on that.

What drives me personally, is that christians continually force themselves to have more rights than others. They also fight basic concepts of science, where humanity has to deal with people who believe bronze age concepts of the earth, and push it into our schools. Religion has a status above and beyond any secular group doing the same thing. Our children are brought up in a world where your bigotry is continually being reinforced as moralistic.

YOUR religion pushes itself and tries to tell OTHERS what to do. You invade our laws and try and tell women what they can do with their bodies, their lives, you say who people can love and show commitment to, you actively stop secular parents from being able to have their children taught ANYTHING while your kids get brainwashed by scripture. You hypocrite.

Have a read of some of these articles, then come back and post something that doesn’t make you look like an uneducated bigot cheers!

Thanks to my colleague Gee Suss.

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Real estate, motorcycles, flash cars, Lear jets: use of the church’s this or that (even the this or that which was especially purchased for your use). The anointing greases the palm.

God wants you to have more money. (Actually, Bob McGuire can keep the poor people as long as the archbishop gets the Money!)

It’s a great lurk. The blokes in Acts, who used to serve in distributing to the needy, have been replaced by those who are ready to see their own wants as “needs”, and see to them pretty swiftly.

Government slaves to work on your house? No problem!

And if you’re the shepherd, who gets to say how you spend the wool-cheque, or tell you off for taking a ewe or little lamb to keep you warm at night?

No wonder the campaign points away from the churches, while trying to get people to connect with those churches. You’d be mad to point out the truth.

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Thanks to our friends who contribute postcards and comments: here’s the first few in an ongoing series.

We promise they won’t jump all over your screen or choke the household bandwidth like the other guys. (Also, contains no hot chips!)

More to come, and a big welcome to Gee Suss’s brother Mo Suss, who’s joing the Legion editorial cadre.

Oh the irony of the Jesus All about Life Campaign

I think I will let the message itself speak, as it does so in volumes

“Thankyou for not judging me or who I chose to spend my life with”

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Jesus. All About Life bus shelters campaign posters download

Pretty deep this JAAL campaign

I mean really. Big chairs?

You can check out the downloadable files here if you really want to be dissapointed like me.

The piece is by the Italian sculptor Giancarlo Neri and is about ‘writers block’, which is an affliction in which an author loses the ability to produce new work. It’s basically like this concept of god and the bible, I guess this god suffers pretty badly as there’s not been any new material for a loooong time.

Why don’t they thank the work and insight of Giancarlo? I mean credit to the creator of the piece where credit is due .. Jesus?  Thank Jesus, not the actual designer? huh? Did this bloke have the choice whether to make it or not?

Can you do something that god did not predict, is that it? If you can, then god is not omniscient. If you can’t, then there is no choice, you are doing exactly what god predicted before choosing to create just like a machine. Yea sure, to you it may seem like free will from the little perspective you have of everything, but to an omniscient god, you are doing exactly what was predicted, when the whole of creation was set in motion. You cannot deviate from that. ie: fated. You can’t have ‘choice’ and free will if you can’t act differently from what was known fully before you were even existed and set in motion to play out it’s part with an already defined end. Let alone that that being created these ‘souls’ to burn in eternal torment for eternity. Sounds like one hell of an evil twisted kind of supreme being to me.

I thought there would be something that would make a bit more sense in these posters, or at least attempted too. Pretty much any kid I know, let alone adult would think it pretty lame. “Thankyou Jesus for birds that look like they’re wearing pants”?

“Thankyou jesus for my priviledge of being born into a rich country where we can afford to put lame arse posters up while innocent kids starve in another to ‘teach me something’”. yea makes sense, not.

I know this post is a bit of a lame approach to critique, but what kind of substance is their to critique?? .. is it just me or is a lot of money being spent on some pretty out of touch attempts to raise awareness of their literary creation? Is this the best they can do with raising awareness of their faith? I don’t get it.

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Oh, you’d believe god works in the stirrings of the regal codpiece, his blunders to perform? Church and state in a marriage of  convenience for convenience of marriage? If it wasn’t so equal-opportunity, what with the occasional atheist or agnostic among the  bishops and archbishops, we’d be wondering what was going on.

There are rumours the sherry aficionado group took power in a bloodless coup some time during the Beatles era.

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Like the families and lovers of characters in TV detective dramas are always getting killed. arrested and so forth, it seems that hanging around with Jeebus will get you into all kinds of trouble. That car accident that killed half-a-dozen, “and God spared me”…. hey, doesn’t that mean he was a complete turd-croquette to the other six?

Or maybe shit just happens, and we think we’re important. What do you think, O Unique and Preshus Snowflake? (This is a rhetorical question.)

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Thanks to all the chaps down at the Boys’ Club for this little gem.