Pepsi-Cola is an anagram for Episcopal.
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[via Mental Floss]
Tell My Why
The job of the human being, as you go through life, is to become less stupid.
Simple as that.
OTOH: Loyal readers know I am an evangelical atheist. Nevertheless, I’ve dallied with religion a couple of times in my adult life. Not much, mind you, and not too deeply, but out of a sense of desperation, which, I suppose, is what drives any human to seek the comfort of an unseen, inscrutable, illogical, big boss in the sky.
Anyway, at one of those low junctures in my life, I would spend about a half hour a day sitting in a pew at St. Peter’s church on Madison Street, smack dab in the middle of the Chicago Loop. I’d contemplate whatever misery I was experiencing at the time and wonder why the god I really couldn’t believe in was being such a jerk to me.
I happened to get caught up in a Mass one day. The priest seemed an affable fellow and delivered an upbeat, inspiring sermon. One particular thing he said has stayed with me through the 16 years since I heard it:
We are here to love and to hope.
If the various reverends, lamas, rebbes, shamans, imams, monsignors, and soul healers of this world would have consistently spoken to me in such a buoyant, life-affirming way, I might have tried a little bit harder to ignore the sheer preposterousness of the concept of a god.
I mean, what else do you want me to be thinking about on a flawless May day?