Balls and Walnuts
more than you ever wanted to know
Five millimeters, cut
Or is Mr. Gingerbread Man uncircumcised?
No matter. A little nibble will fix that foreskin problem! (Click photo if you would like your very own Gingerbread Man . . . or anatomically correct G-Woman.)
Hat tip to Blue Gal for pointing me towards this “controversy.” Religious Floridians are all astir over the six naughty “pornaments” marketed by Spencer’s. Says Hillcrest Baptist Church Rev. Jim Patterson,
“It is just sad they have to stoop to this kind of thing to defame Christmas. It says we are nothing more than sexual acts or psychical being and we are much more than that. We are spiritual beings and this is a spiritual holiday. And, why bring it to that level. It makes no sense to me.”
Proving yet again that these dopes lack a sense of humor. When I think how I nearly pissed myself laughing over what South Park did to Judaism (Jews worship Moses, a spirit inhabiting a giant spinning dreidel, by coercing their children to make macaroni art projects at Jewbilee Camp), a reindeer with a boner is the least the religious right could endure. Hey, guys: Spencer’s didn’t even mess with Santa Claus, let alone Jesus. I call that respect.
These guys hate sex. Hate it hate it hate it. Will someone with a better understanding of the history of Christian sex-hatred please explain this to me? I’m pretty sure it has nothing to do with Jesus, and I seem to recall St. Augustine was an ex-libertine turned prude. Was it Augie’s fault?
D.
Meebe on Easter they can have pornament on a cross.
Oh that’s horrible. Sorry. I’ll go away now.
Oh, BG. Is nothing sacred?
I can’t figure it out. I try to apply logic, and the inconsistencies make my brain hurt.
Ultimately, it’s all about controlling people, and what better way than to make them feel guilty about a basic human drive.
[…] I wish I could say that I discovered this on my own. *sigh* Credit goes to Mr. Walnut (hanging his shingle up at Balls and Walnuts). He uses his to illustrate a deeper point than I am going to. Not to say that I don’t agree with his point, mind you. They do hate sex. And maybe it is St. Augustine’s fault. […]