There seems to be a lot of fretting about the united methodist general
conference today. I haven't followed it, and hadn't intended to comment,
as life is far too pleasant since having escaped that organization
several years ago. I have one friend inside the dragon, and a few acquaintances of one distant level or another. And after some significant amount of puzzlement/despair/frustration/anger on their parts, well, here are my thoughts.
It is mystifying to me that people of good will are still
shocked when conservatives act like conservatives. That club that claims to be a church was long
ago taken over by operatives of an extreme right-wing crew that had
already succeeded in comandeering most of the
rest of America's religious clubs. I have become very grateful to
Bishop Dick and his lackies for teaching this to me. After all, why
should I have wasted any more of my life? There is no such thing as
church. There is simply a club that rewards those who play along with
the conservatives, and massacres those who don't. Never having been much of an ass-kisser, I'm better off out.
The leaders of the club pretend to be
things they are not. For instance, many of them continue to insist that a
"church" is not obliged to worry about what is wrong and what is right.
They simply need to plot a course that will allow them to keep their
members, and, more importantly, their members' money. Which is
interesting, because the ones who keep threatening to leave if they
don't get their way are the conservatives. Think Texas republicans'
constantly stated desire to secede. They aren't going anywhere. They are
just playing games. Now, if there were any such thing as a church, you
would think that distinguishing right and wrong and standing with right
might be fairly important to it. The methodist church just wants to talk
about "making disciples," and address the continual loss of members and
money over the last 40 years.
When you pretend to be a church, and
you won't stand for what is right and against what is wrong, you won't
draw in new people. You'll just sit around watching the angry old
conservative assholes slowly die off.
While your club dies, too.
I've been to enough funerals.
Tuesday, May 17, 2016
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