Wednesday, March 12, 2008

Quote Of The Day
Maybe of the week...

Liberals become conservatives when they get mugged. Conservatives become liberals when they get indicted. - Dr. Michael Baden

6 Comments:

Blogger Vir Speluncae Orthodoxae said...

Great one

12:23 PM  
Blogger Paul, just this guy, you know? said...

The version(s) I always heard were:

"A liberal is a conservative who hasn't been mugged yet."

"A conservative is a liberal who hasn't been laid off yet."

"A libertarian is a conservative who wants to keep looking at porn."

12:52 PM  
Blogger AlephGamma said...

Vir,

What's the best way to contact you concerning a posting on friendly neighborhood faith community?

AlephGamma

5:00 PM  
Blogger Vir Speluncae Catholicus said...

AG,
Feel free to send whatever info you have to me in the form of a comment.

All the comments are moderated by me... so I see everything before it's posted.

If there's info you don't want the world to know, just say so in the comment, and I'll delete the posting (ensuring it's never posted) and the only one who'll ever see it is me.

5:34 PM  
Blogger Vir Speluncae Orthodoxae said...

Those are good ones Paul. :-)

2:06 PM  
Blogger AlephGamma said...

Vir,

Like I said I just got this from the local faith community here - previoulsy known as the parish..

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His name is Bill. He has wild hair, wears a T-shirt with holes in it, jeans, and no shoes. This was literally his wardrobe for his entire four years of college. He is brilliant. Kind of profound and very, very bright. He became a Christian while attending college.

Across the street from the campus is a well-dressed, very conservative church. They want to develop a ministry to the students but are not sure how to go about it. One day Bill decides to go there. He walks in with no shoes, jeans, his T-shirt, and wild hair. The service has already started and so Bill starts down the aisle looking for a seat. The church is completely packed and he can't find a seat. By now, people are really looking a bit uncomfortable, but no one says anything.



Bill gets closer and closer and closer to the pulpit, and when he realizes there are no seats, he just squats down right on the carpet. By now the people are really uptight, and the tension in the air is
thick. About this time, the minister realizes that from way at the back of the church, a deacon is slowly making his way toward Bill.

Now the deacon is in his eighties, has silver-gray hair, and a three-piece suit. A godly man, very elegant, very dignified, very courtly. He walks with a cane and, as he starts walking toward this boy, everyone is saying to themselves that you can't blame him for what he's going to do. How can you expect a man of his age and of his background to understand some college kid on the floor?

It takes a long time for the man to reach the boy. The church is utterly silent except for the clicking of the man's cane. All eyes are focused on him. You can't even hear anyone breathing. The minister can't even preach the sermon until the deacon does what he has to do. And now they see this elderly man drop his cane on the floor. With great difficulty, he lowers himself and sits down next to Bill and worships with him so he won't be alone.

Everyone chokes up with emotion. When the minister gains control, he says, “What I'm about to preach, you will never remember. What you have just seen, you will never forget.”

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And I thought it interesting to see how accomodating the group gropes would be if the tables were turned.

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His name is Gaylord Fokker, but he goes by Greg. He has neatly trimmed hair, wears a button up shirt, ... He became a catholic while in college. ...

3:23 PM  

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