If any of you out there read any of the same blogs where I hang out regularly, then you may be familiar with the term “post-evangelical wilderness”. For me, the post-evangelical wilderness is not some idle theoretical construct created by bloggers with WAY too much time on their hands and nothing to do with it except sit all day in front of their computer screens and write whatever tickles their fancy. For me, the post-evangelical wilderness is real life. It’s where I live, and where I have lived for the better part of the past decade.
In this post I reflect on life in the post-evangelical wilderness, and how the ongoing furor over that Rob Bell book (Don’t know which one? What rock have you been living under for the last six months?) intersects with that.
The change in Cosette’s life that we read about last time happened between the time Marius first saw her at the Luxembourg and the time he saw her again six months later.
Recall that when Marius first saw Cosette at the Luxembourg, he was relatively unimpressed with her. Here is Victor Hugo’s description of what Marius saw that day:
The first time the young girl that accompanied him [Valjean] sat down on the seat they seemed to have adopted, she looked like a girl of about thirteen or fourteen, puny to the point of being almost ugly, awkward, insignificant, yet promising, perhaps, to have rather fine eyes. But they were always looking about with a sort of unpleasant assurance. She wore the uniform, both aged and childish, peculiar to the convent boarders, an ill-fitting garment of coarse black merino. They appeared to be father and daughter.
…He found the man very much to his liking, but the girl rather depressing.
–Aloysius, our Executive Director of Sports Information here at Everyone’s Entitled to Joe’s Opinion, has been in stitches over last week’s item about the running of the bulls in Spain. He has been saying to me, “You humans are SOOOOOO STUPID!!!!!!!!! [in mocking voice] ‘There are bulls running loose in the street today! I think I’ll go for a run!’ ” Aloysius never tires of reminding me that bears have much better sense than to go for a run when there are bulls running loose in the streets. Yeah whatever. But I have nothing to say to him in response. He is right on this one. Sometimes it annoys me, and when I’ve had enough I just remind him–ever so gently–of that bear that got stuck on that bridge out in California a couple of years back, and that usually shuts him up.
–Jim Donnan’s legal and personal troubles are deepening. Not only is he now bankrupt, he is now accused of running a Ponzi scheme. Well, at least he’s got the right guy to defend him: Athens lawyer Ed Tolley, who has a long career of making sticky situations for UGA not so sticky, is on the case. Not that Tolley needs any suggestions from me, but here’s one: Say that Donnan thought the guy said “tunnel screen” (sounds kinda like “Ponzi scheme” if you say it really fast) and said, “What? Tunnel screen? I love those!!!!! Sign me up!!!!!”
—If you’ve been wondering about the state of the NCAA’s investigation into Cam Newton at Auburn, wonder no longer. Julie Roe Lach, the NCAA’s vice president of enforcement, came to the SEC coaches’ annual meeting in Destin and gave a presentation there. When she opened it up for questions, Gene Chizik raised his hand. What followed was a testy exchange which resembled the scene at the congressional hearing in The Godfather II where the Corleone family lawyer gets up and says, “…We hope that you will have the decency to clear the Corleone family name with the same publicity with which you have besmirched it.” Chizik peppered Roe Lach with questions about the status about the investigation, complaining that the open-ended nature of this investigation was hurting recruiting. To which Roe Lach responded, “You’ll know when we’re finished. And we’re not finished.”
Translation: Sit down and shut up.
–It usually doesn’t go very well for you if you get testy with the NCAA. Dan Radakovich at Georgia Tech could tell you a thing or two about that. Georgia Tech just managed to take what should have been nothing more than a secondary violation and squeeze four years probation and a forfeited ACC championship out of it, because they were deemed as failing to cooperate with the NCAA’s investigation. AJC sports columnist Mark Bradley contrasts the Georgia Tech situation with the situation at LSU, which had a major infraction and could have gotten in huge trouble but got off with the equivalent of time already served because they cooperated with the NCAA in their investigation.
“The God Whisperers” has become one of my favorite podcasts lately. This one is two Lutheran pastors out of California (kinda like the Car Talk guys) who talk about Christian theology, faith, and culture from a distinctly Lutheran perspective, and have massive amounts of fun and craziness along the way. This is very much to be expected, since they are from California.
In this episode they are joined by special guest Rev. Tom Brashears, a Lutheran pastor whose unique background gives him insight into the business aspects of leading a church. Brashears discusses issues such as why people are averse to the idea of running church like a business, why committee meetings over seemingly unimportant issues sometimes become crazy contentious, and how to run a church well without having it turn into something Rick Warren would do.
After Valjean and Cosette left the convent, they settled in to the house on the Rue Plumet and lived there quietly. Cosette lived in the main house while Valjean lived in the guesthouse in the back. She loved Valjean and spent almost all of her time with him.
One of the tensions that Valjean felt at this point had to do with Cosette’s mother, Fantine. Cosette had never known her mother. When she was little, Valjean talked about her frequently, but now he said nothing whenever Cosette asked about her.
Jean Valjean’s silence veiled Fantine with night.
Was this prudence? Was it respect? Was it a fear of giving up that name to the chances of another memory than his own?
While Cosette was a little girl, Jean Valjean had been fond of talking with her about her mother; when she was older, he found it impossible. It seemed to him he no longer dared. Was this on account of Cosette? Was it because of Fantine? He felt a sort of religious horror at introducing that shade into Cosette’s thoughts and at bringing in the dead as a party to their destiny. The more sacred that shade was to him, the more intimidating it seemed to him. He thought of Fantine and felt overwhelmed with silence. He could dimly see in the darkness something like a finger raised to lips. Had all that modesty that had once been Fantine’s and, during her life, had been forced out of her by violence, returned after her death to take its place over her, to watch, indignant, over the peace of the dead woman, and to guard her fiercely in her tomb? Did Jean Valjean, without knowing it, feel its influence? We who believe in death are not among those who would reject his mysterious explanation. Hence the impossibility of pronouncing, even for Cosette, that name, “Fantine.”
–We here in Atlanta just had the Peachtree Road Race last week. 60,000 people running down Peachtree Road on the hottest day of the year. Why? Because we’re ATLiens and that’s how we roll!!!!!!
Of course the Kenyans won. They always win this thing. In the time it takes you to finish the PRR, the Kenyans would have time to finish, run all the way back to the start, and run all the way through the course again, this time stopping to get all the free samples and drink all the free beer that was being passed out.
But what would have made the PRR a lot more interesting is if they had bulls running loose on Peachtree Road during the race.
I’m not kidding here. They actually do this in Spain. They have this thing called the Running of the Bulls, where they let some bulls loose in the street and people actually try to run with them. Has anyone figured out that this is an EXTREMELY BAD IDEA????????? Of course Ernest Hemingway liked this. But Hemingway was weird anyway. He had a habit of drinking too much and writing novels with crazy long sentences that nobody can make sense of.
Think about this, people. The bulls have a decided advantage here. Even if the people attempting to keep up with them are Kenyan. Bulls the world over actually plan their summer vacations around this thing. (“No Ferdinand, I get the fat guy this year. You can have the guy who doesn’t have any clothes on.”)
I’m not kidding about that last one. Somebody actually tried to streak the Running of the Bulls this year. Now, it’s stupid enough to attempt to run while there are bulls in the street if you do not have a 10K time of less than 30 minutes. But to take your clothes off while attempting to run with the bulls? That is taking stupidity to a whole other level. Any bets on how long that would last? If this video is any indication, only about 40 seconds. Of course, the guy holding the video camera yelling “Kill Killer Kill!!!” at about the 20-second mark is a very nice touch.
If you look at his profile, you will notice that he says very little about being governor of Louisiana. Can’t say I blame him. If I were a four-term governor of a third world country who served jail time for racketeering and corruption while in office, I’d probably want to keep that on the DL too.
What does that say about Louisiana that a former governor who served jail time for racketeering and corruption has so many friends on Facebook that they won’t let him have any more?
–Congrats go out from all the staff here at Everyone’s Entitled to Joe’s Opinion to Derek Jeter, who last week just hit his 3,000th home run. Amazing. Not even Mark McGuire, Sammy Sosa, or Barry Bonds could touch that, and Jeter did it without even touching steroids (at least that we know of). WHOOPS!!!!! Turns out he actually got his 3,000th hit, which just happened to be for a home run.
Here’s a link to the video of the CNN newscast, in which you can actually see them flash the graphic announcing Jeter’s 3000th homer, then take it down a split second before the newscaster correctly announces that Jeter has gotten 3,000 hits.
–Former UGA athletic director Damon Evans will soon be back in college athletics again. According to a report in the Savannah Morning News, he has been hired as a consultant to the athletic department at Savannah State after they suddenly fired athletic director Marilyn Suggs. Evans is currently working with the Markley Group, a Boston-area marketing firm.
Some questions don’t require answers. Some require a conversation. This is one of the taglines for Starting Point, an environment at my church for seekers and new believers to ask questions about the Christian faith in a nonthreatening place.
Heaven and hell is one of those questions that requires a conversation.
I know a lot of you out there would love to believe that we have definitive answers to the question of heaven and hell. It’s all laid out there all nicely and neatly and you will see it for yourself if you would just open your eyes and read your Bible for crying out loud. But despite the best efforts of the John Pipers of the world, people are reading that Rob Bell book. And it is striking a chord with them–an awful lot of them, at least. Far too many of them to just dismiss this as a passing thing. This shows that for now at least, the issue of heaven and hell is FAR FROM settled.
Come on, people. Protestantism is NOT the religion of “Roma locuta est, causa finita est” (that’s “Rome has spoken, the matter is settled” for those of you who aren’t quite all the way up to speed on your Latin). As Protestants, we have historically believed that all truth is God’s truth. Therefore, it is perfectly OK to talk about things, and even to raise some ideas that are completely and totally out there. As we talk through these things, there is a sifting process that happens. This can take a long time, decades or even centuries–and it can get excruciatingly messy at times, thus the contention by some of our Catholic and Orthodox brethren that our rancorous debating and divisions are a slander upon the body of Christ. But God is in control of this process, and His truth will win out in the end.
Sure it would be nice to have a centralized, Magisterial teaching authority that could step up and shut down the Rob Bells and Joel Osteens and Ken Hams and Pat Robertsons and [insert the name of your least favorite evangelical leader here] of the world. But who corrects the Magisterium when they get it wrong (and they do get it wrong sometimes, the whole infallibility thing notwithstanding)? NO ONE!!!!!!!!!
Trust the process, people. It’s a whole lot better than the alternative.
Now then. Why do you think Rob Bell decided to write a book with some crazy new ideas about heaven and hell? Do you think he did it just because it thrills him to sit in front of his computer screen all day for weeks or months on end or however long it took to write the thing? Do you think he did it just to get a rise out of the whole evangelical world? Do you think he did it…just for the hell of it? (HAH!!!!! Made a funny!!!!!)
I am sure that most of you out there have heard of Rob Bell’s new book, if you haven’t actually read it. And I am sure that most of you have been in some sort of conversations about it somewhere along the line. You may have noticed that if you have anything praiseworthy to say about Rob Bell and his new book, then your orthodoxy may be suspect in the minds of many evangelicals. And if you really want to show your orthodoxy, all you have to do is flat-out denounce Bell and his new book.
Those of you who remember Lorenzo Charles, probably remember him as the player who made the greatest shot in all of college basketball, slamming home a desperation halfcourt heave to give NC State the win in the NCAA championship game over Houston in 1983. This was the Houston of “Phi Slama Jama” fame, the team that featured Akeem Olajuwan (no, I will not defer to the present-day fashion of calling him “Hakeem”). This was the Houston team that had dominated its competition all the way up to the finals, and whom many thought would dominate an NC State team that looked pedestrian in beating Georgia in the semifinals.
But Lorenzo Charles was not just a one-trick pony. Charles had an excellent career at NC State, dominating Houston with 23 points and 13 rebounds in a rematch the next season. He also put in stellar performances at Clemson and Georgia Tech.
This was an era when the ACC was truly the ACC. Some of Charles’s collegiate contemporaries: Michael Jordan, Sam Perkins, Ralph Samson, Tommy Amaker, James Worthy, Len Bias, Muggsy Bogues, and Mark Price.
Charles went on to the NBA and was drafted by the Crocks, where he was simply the wrong player at the wrong time. He played forward on a team already stacked with forwards (Dominique Wilkins and Kevin Willis, just to name a few). He lasted one year and then was off to Europe, never to grace the NBA again. Too bad.
—Jim Donnan has filed for bankruptcy. After leaving UGA in 2000, Donnan settled down in Athens where he headed up a chain of liquidation stores. Seems these stores didn’t do too well: Donnan wound up owing creditors $10 million, including $300,000 in back taxes. Maybe he could get back into coaching. Maybe ESPN could take him on.
Of course, if Harold Camping is right about the world is ending on October 21, then it’s kind of a moot point.
–Aloysius, our Executive Director of Sports Information here at Everyone’s Entitled to Joe’s Opinion, has made himself rather scarce lately here at the Everyone’s Entitled to Joe’s Opinion compound. I’ve turned the place inside out looking for him, and can’t seem to find him anywhere. And I think I know the reason why.
Aloysius is a huge fan of Pac-10 football (for the life of me I can’t understand why, but he is a bear with California ties and I am not, so I guess I’ll just have to let it go). He loves to rag me about SEC football, especially when SEC programs are in trouble or SEC coaches and/or school administrators say and/or do stupid things. Now the shoe is on the other foot. Southern Cal got hammered by the NCAA last year, and now the Pac-10 faces the prospect of having two of its signature programs on NCAA probation in the not-too-distant future. So I can understand Aloysius being a little reluctant to show his face these days.
Last week, this guy named Willie Lyles down in Houston told reporters at Yahoo Sports that a $25,000 fee he had received from Oregon for “scouting services” was actually more for his influence with Texas recruits. (Maybe he was just offering geographic influence: Oregon is all the way over on the other side of the country. It can be a daunting challenge for people from our side of the country to find it. If you’ve ever played Oregon Trail (kids: Wikipedia), you know this. If not, trust me.)
In an attempt to make this payment look legit, Oregon demanded that Lyles cook up ex post facto scouting reports. In Lyles’ words: “They said they just needed anything. They asked for last-minute [stuff]. So I gave them last-minute [stuff]…” Lyles also turned over cellphone records which showed copious calls to Oregon coaches, including seven calls to head coach Chip Kelly.
But wait. It gets better.
John Canzano, a columnist for the Portland Oregonian, says that Kelly lied to him about his relationship with Lyles. He interviewed Chip Kelly back in March when this Lyles thing was starting to percolate. Kelly said he didn’t know Lyles. After the Yahoo report came out, Canzano called Kelly out on this. Kelly responded that he was confused when Canzano asked about “Willie” Lyles, because “around here, we call him ‘Will’ “.
He didn’t just say that, did he? Oh snap, he did.
A guy named Willie sometimes goes by Will. I can totally understand where that might cause people some confusion.
Of course, the NCAA is on the case. This could spell big trouble for the Ducks. But then, I never liked those uniforms.
Willie Lyles may be a scoundrel, but he’s an honest scoundrel. He has stepped up and admitted publicly that he did things which were wrong, and everything he has said up to this point checks out. That’s more than you can say for Chip Kelly.
Sorry, Aloysius. I know you love to rag me about the SEC being a big-time football conference that plays fast and loose with the NCAA rules. But for now, we don’t have anything on your beloved Pac-10. What comes around goes around, so come on out and take it like a bear.
If someone had told Rick Astley back when he was a little boy that when he grew up he would write a song that would go to #1 on the US pop charts, and that two decades later that same song would be at the center of one of the biggest practical jokes on the internet, do you think he would have believed it?
But that would not be a very nice thing to do, since some of you probably have no idea and wouldn’t get it. So instead, I will be nice and tell you straight out. The joke is called “Rickrolling”. Somebody emails you a link or posts a link to a discussion board, with a comment along the lines of “Here’s an interesting article/video/whatever about (whatever the subject of discussion happens to be).” You click the link and are taken to the video of Rick Astley’s “Never Gonna Give You Up”, and the screen at the top of the video says “YOU’VE BEEN RICKROLLED!!!!!”
Now, if you clicked the link and watched the video, you probably noticed the dancing bartender who appears at the 0:52 mark. You probably noticed that when he turns to the side, he kinda looks like Mark Richt.
Who would have thought that Mark Richt had those kind of moves in him? (Well, if you’ve seen him do his annual high dive at the UGA swimming pool, you might have suspected.)
At any rate, it’s nice to know that Mark Richt has something to fall back on in the event that the Georgia gig goes south.