A few things, including: ReaganBook a victim of limited government; remembering the potato patch mayor; the Benhams’ “religious liberty” to disrupt worship services; amplifying smaller blogs; “all flesh” means all flesh; and what I have in common with David Koch.
• ReaganBook is a thing (NSFW), but perhaps not the thing its creators imagined when they set out to create a conservative alternative to Facebook. The hundreds of users who have signed up so far include Abortia Clinique, Adam N. Steve, Charles Foster Kane, Ginger Vitis and seemingly everyone Bart Simpson ever asked for in a phone call to Moe’s Tavern. It seems the government that governs ReaganBook is too small. Enjoy it while you can.
• A toast to Hazen S. Pingree — Detroit’s “potato patch mayor.”
• When Flip Benham and his creepy twin sons tell you that they’re being “persecuted” for their Christian faith, this is what they mean: They mean they have a right to disrupt the worship services of other Christians and then be rewarded with their own cable TV show.
• Elizabeth Esther has started a Swiftian feature seeking out the hidden gems of undiscovered blogs in a weekly post she calls a Treasury of Small Blogs. This is a very cool thing in principle and in practice.
Here’s the first one. Here’s the second one.
• David Koch loves dinosaurs. Me too. So we have that in common, at least.
• “I will pour out my spirit upon all flesh,” the Bible says at the beginning of Pentecost. But does “all flesh” really mean all? J.R. Daniel Kirk says yes.
• Here (via) are Miche Braden and the Postmodern Jukebox covering “Livin’ on a Prayer.”
I think of this as Bon Jovi’s version of a Springsteen song, in the same way that “Don’t Stop Believin'” is Journey’s version of a Springsteen song — blues in the verses, gospel in the chorus. (It’s a post-Born in the USA Springsteen song, though. If it were a Darkness-/River-/Nebraska-type Springsteen song, then after Tommy heard Gina crying in the night, he’d have gone out and gotten himself gunned down by the police in some desperate, ill-conceived heist across the river. And then, years later, Rick Rubin would’ve had Johnny Cash record a version of the song and it would’ve been awesome.)