Four Books That Made Me Laugh

In response to Reformissionary (couldn’t come up with five):

1.  I’m Back for More Cash – Tony Kornheiser
2.  Vintage Jesus – Mark Driscoll
3.  Blue Like Jazz – Donald Miller
4.  Jesus Without Religion – Rick James


If I Ever Go to Jail, I Want this Guy to be My Cellmate

No wonder some people would rather be in prison than on the streets.  From msnbc:

SAO PAULO, Brazil – Officials in northeastern Brazil say they confiscated the equivalent of more than $170,000 and two pistols from an imprisoned drug trafficker whose jail cell was equipped with a plasma TV set, a refrigerator and gym equipment.

Jose Francisco Leite, head of the state of Bahia’s Prison Affairs Department, said the “posh prison life” Genilson Lins da Silva led came to an abrupt end on Monday when police raided his cell as part of a statewide crackdown on drug trafficking.

Leite said Tuesday authorities have ordered an investigation to find out how Silva got the money and guns into his cell.


Brian Regan on Flying


May Day Might Have Pagan Origins, but so Does the Christmas Tree

On Christmas Day, we put gifts underneath a pine tree, hang socks above the fireplace, kiss under weeds hanging on the ceiling, eat a lot of candy, leave cookies and milk out for Santa and perhaps, in some circumstances, might even sing happy birthday to Jesus.  Now that I think about it, that sounds a bit odd.  And  actually, the more I think about it, the more I wonder why we don’t celebrate May Day as a nation.  I mean, it’s not all that different from Christmas.  Well…it’s a holiday with pagan origins.  I guess that’s about where the similarities end. 

The day has roots in celebrating fertility (ancient Egypt), remembering political/social victories (U.S. and U.K.), engaging in sexual activity (Germany), warding against witchcraft (Germany), and commemorating the beginning of spring (England).  During the festival in England, at the break of dawn on May 1, villagers would go out into the forest and gather flowers and wood for the day’s celebration.  The largest piece of wood brought back would be used as the Maypole.  This gathering of flowers and wood is calling “bringing in the may.”  Geoffrey Chaucer is attributed with the poem Court of Love, written in 1561.  The following excerpt is a glance into the Mayday Festival.  (It’s in old English…but you’ll do fine.)

And furth goth all the Court, both most and lest,
To feche the floures fressh, and braunche and blome;
And namly, hawthorn brought both page and grome.
With fressh garlandes, partie blewe and whyte,
And thaim rejoysen in their greet delyt.

I’m sure somebody will be able to put a Christian spin on this, right?

Villagers & Morris-men dancing beside the Maypole on Ickwell Green, Bedfordshire; Dawn on 1st May 2005.

The Maypole, in England, in all its glory. 


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