Thursday, August 31, 2006
In case of rapture, this blog may not be updated
But I can't be sure. There is a chance I may get left behind. If I hurry up and change my inherently sinful ways, by which I mean become superficially pious and throw all my ideological and political allegiances from the left to the right like the good Christian conservative that I know I could and should be, I suspect that there, too, may be hope for someone as morally bankrupt as moi.
Thank heavens for proselytizers like Tim LaHaye, whose Left Behind series of so-called futuristic fiction is designed to save those of us that can't save ourselves from eternal damnation. What a thoughtful and selfless, albeit filthy rich fellow. He's even making sure the children find their way to the right hand fork in the road by publishing a juvenile Left Behind series, wherein children get left behind, presumably by their parents and Jesus both at the same time! What a fair and just God, to leave children alone and defenseless in a world of evildoers and naysayers.
Despite my overt disdain, I am more than mildly curious about these books. I know that the writing contained within is certainly of poorer calibre than that found in the worst kind of mass market paperback. It is no kind of literature, and it most assuredly has an underhanded agenda, but I am nevertheless tempted to read one of the fifteen, just as I am tempted to visit the local Christian megabookstore to stare with morbid fascination at the clientele and staff and crazyass inventory alike. Alas, I do not think that I could muster the wherewithal to drop money on such tripe, and I cannot by any means allow such a worthless title to sully an otherwise respectable library lending record. At the risk of getting left behind, I will opt to maintain my readerly integrity. And if my professed literary sensibilities seem to come across as snobbery, then I have accomplished my mission here.
But I can't be sure. There is a chance I may get left behind. If I hurry up and change my inherently sinful ways, by which I mean become superficially pious and throw all my ideological and political allegiances from the left to the right like the good Christian conservative that I know I could and should be, I suspect that there, too, may be hope for someone as morally bankrupt as moi.
Thank heavens for proselytizers like Tim LaHaye, whose Left Behind series of so-called futuristic fiction is designed to save those of us that can't save ourselves from eternal damnation. What a thoughtful and selfless, albeit filthy rich fellow. He's even making sure the children find their way to the right hand fork in the road by publishing a juvenile Left Behind series, wherein children get left behind, presumably by their parents and Jesus both at the same time! What a fair and just God, to leave children alone and defenseless in a world of evildoers and naysayers.
Despite my overt disdain, I am more than mildly curious about these books. I know that the writing contained within is certainly of poorer calibre than that found in the worst kind of mass market paperback. It is no kind of literature, and it most assuredly has an underhanded agenda, but I am nevertheless tempted to read one of the fifteen, just as I am tempted to visit the local Christian megabookstore to stare with morbid fascination at the clientele and staff and crazyass inventory alike. Alas, I do not think that I could muster the wherewithal to drop money on such tripe, and I cannot by any means allow such a worthless title to sully an otherwise respectable library lending record. At the risk of getting left behind, I will opt to maintain my readerly integrity. And if my professed literary sensibilities seem to come across as snobbery, then I have accomplished my mission here.
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