It’s Become a Cartoon

The issue is never the issue. The issue is always the revolution.
– New Left Notes (Students for a Democratic Society, Chicago, 1960’s)

There is no place for quarter with the devil. Every moment is either your chance to stand firm, or to be sold out. If you will not walk in self-control, then you will walk under the control of others.

We do not have a “news cycle” any more than we wrestle against flesh and blood. We do not know what is really going on. We do not know how these winds are turning for the apparent good or ill. We are not prophets nor seers. We shall not outwit the demons by being clever.

Theory is always more overwhelming than fact. Stories written by your enemies are the framework of your enslavement. Paper dragons and FOMO only have the power that you cede to them.Issue framing is not a tactic of your enemy but his principle. It’s not “what” they’re talking about but “how” they’re talking about it and “why” they’re letting you hear about it now. The only goal is moving their agenda forward.

So…what’s yours?

Till angel cry and trumpet sound,
The Mad Christian

Neo-marxist “critical race theory”

Who has time to explain that?

It means that if you live in Illinois and are not a member of a “protected class,” then expect to endure sanctioned public shaming as part of public schooling.

It’s, like, legit. They voted for it and everything. “Culturally Responsive Teaching and Leading Standards” will mandate teacher-led activism to “embrace” and “encourage” progressive viewpoints.

“Yes, you should become a member of a protected class if you can,” was my honest pastoral counsel out loud today.

I did not plan to have to say that.

To be wise is to be aware of otherwise unseen realities. The result of God-given wisdom is prayer.

There is not enough time for prayer.

But if we don’t use the church calendar to actually keep track of time, what good is it? It’s like a mod on someone else’s game.

Lent is a magical myth from another planet, a Disney-borified story after-remembered in between 8am and next Tuesday. In the dark winter, well after Christmas has past, Wednesday service is a lamppost indeed, a step through the wardrobe of these dystopic times. This year, more than ever, I feel its pull, like a portal, to another time, to a world before clockworks and steeple bells, to an ancient place where knights and castles were still a future dream but where Christians of the Roman Imperium marked their madness with the same first “Monday in Lent.”

Where there is no news, there are no troubles.
But the news is a tasty trifle;
over the lips it swiftly goes!

-Proverbs 26:20b, 22

Till angel cry and trumpet sound,
Rev. Fisk