Looks like somebody’s got a case of the Mondays

Looks like somebody’s got a case of the Mondays

• New hero: Balpreet Kaur, the remarkable woman at the center of this surprising story.

• Omid Safi has a round-up of Muslim religious leaders’ responses to anti-Western violence following the publicizing of an anti-Islamic propaganda movie. You could also look at the as a round-up of voices being deliberately ignored by the anti-Muslim religious right.

• Martin Luther has been dead for 466 years now, so I guess Catholic officials in Germany figured it’s about time to bring back the selling of indulgences.

Oy. That thing about not “taking the name of the Lord thy God in vain”? That’s not about what you say when you stub your toe or get cut-off in traffic. It’s about not doing stuff like this.

This is six different kinds of sad. The Huffington Post piece glides by this, so let’s state it explicitly: Every American’s kidneys enjoy socialized medicine.

• I had not realized that the lawyer-client relationship was ordained by God in the mists of prehistory and that viewing it as a social construct, or as anything over which the state might have jurisdiction, is simply “totalitarianism.” But then I’m not smart enough to be the “Distinguished Senior Fellow of the Ethics and Public Policy Center.”

Joseph W. Campbell unteaches me something I had been taught (via). “The myth holds that people who watched the debate on television thought that Senator John F. Kennedy won; those who listened on radio thought Vice President Richard Nixon had the best of it.”

Great story, but apparently not a true one.

• When George Washington rejected talk of tolerance “as if it was by the indulgence of one class of people that another enjoyed the exercise of their inherent natural rights,” he was mocking exactly the sort of condescending fatuousness that Anthony Esolen offers in his call for gay men to be closeted, invisible and grateful to him. (Yes, Anthony Esolen — George Washington made fun of you before you were ever born.)

• With Tournavista withering in the Peruvian jungle, plans call for a new libertarian utopia in Honduras.

• Jamie the Very Worst Missionary is now Jamie the Very Worst Pastor’s Wife.

Theologian Trading Cards. This is either awesome or awful. Maybe both. (via)

• Further proof that The Roots can play anything.

• An easy target, perhaps, but well-struck.


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