I finally saw Jesus Camp tonight. I had been stepping around it, in hope that we would never really bump into each other and I wouldn't have to ever have to take minutes to weigh words to dissect feelings to pick apart the internal organs of my childhood faith. So that's not to be the case, since as the roommates disappeared to the video store I ( Read more... )

    After the several hours this morning I spent entering in craft books, I have come to the conclusion that the world of do-it-yourself home decor is largely populated by philistines, but not even good sorts of deliberately oblivious philistines who eschew fripperies in favor of a stick and several stones perched around a board...instead the kind ( Read more... )

So all these people are like, big in their artistic britches, maybe (which could be harsh but I'm still a little grated, rubbed wrong, irritated), and they are shrugging their shoulders at James Frey as if to say, "but who can define subjective truth", and "the world is viewed through different lenses and art is art for the sake of art, not for the ( Read more... )

An Open Letter to Postal Service & Iron & Wine ( Read more... )