Dale Price takes his considerable fisking skills to a column by James Carroll. I think I would rather be processed through a wood chipper than fisked by Dale.
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Dale Price takes his considerable fisking skills to a column by James Carroll. I think I would rather be processed through a wood chipper than fisked by Dale.
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“No, on second thought, please don’t. If I had to worship a non-omnipotent deity, I’d pick someone out of the Norse pantheon. Better parties, I could do some sailing, and we could use The Immigrant Song in the liturgy.
That, and I could run around in Viking horns with a double bladed axe, drinking Norwegian beer and taunting the Carrollites until they cry. “Thor pisses on your effeminate quasi-deity and him/her/its lily-livered adherents! Now hand over your merlot or we’ll start mocking your only children!”
Uh! Guts all over the floor from the “Immigrant Song”, on. THAT was funny.
But Carroll’s idea that we should approach the creed with doubt was novel, to say the least. We sometimes, sort of, when we’re sober, believe…?
Don’t read that while drinking or it might come out your nose!
(Had to look up The Immigrant Song.)
What a tremendous fisk. Notably, Price doesn’t stop with one-liners. He develops arguments in response to problematic points. Really terrific writing!
(Had to look up The Immigrant Song.)
Here you go (muahaha): http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ApxnAr6pRt0
Scott
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How does one get cola out of a keyboard?
Thank you, Scott.
Many thanks, Jeff: my wife got a huge kick out of the “wood chipper” line. Me too, truth be told.
Thanks to everyone for their compliments–I appreciate them all.