Google Fight

Beyond the dread arena of Google Fight. What ideas, whose ideas, reign supreme in the mindshare of Google users. The truth could hurt.

  1. Charles Spurgeon falls to Dwight Moody by over 25,000 hits
  2. John Calvin crushes Arminius, landing three hits for every two.
  3. Martin Luther destroys John Calvin with 22,200,000 hits
  4. In an ugly fight bound for a rematch, Baptist whip up on Presbyterians, and Lutherans lay down the smack on the out-matched Unitarians.
  5. On the ideas side of the arena, hope falls to change by a wide margin.
  6. Change goes on to fillet responsibility and cook up humble pie for economy. Can change be defeated?
  7. In other news, nice upsets naughty, Monty Python lays down like a rug for SNL, and Google outwits Yahoo.

Book Confessions Meme 2

Here are answers to all of those questions you’ve been meaning to ask.

1. To mark your page you: use a bookmark, bend the page corner, leave the book open face down?

I use bookmarks. The novel I’m reading now has those folded back cover flaps, so I’m using on of those to mark my place, but I’ll probably grab a bookmark soon because only so many pages will fit inside the front cover flap. I have two pretty Celtic lettered bookmarks I bought in Gatlinburg, Tennessee, a few years ago, and I have two black leather tourist bookmarks from Washington D.C. which I often leave in large volumes I read for a bit, return to the shelf, and then wonder where I left that bookmark. I also have paper ones from the library and bookstores, and then there’s business cards, personal notes from celebrities, autographed photos, etc.

2. Do you lend your books?

Yes, and I try to not to expect them to return them, but that can be hard. I am very careful with books I borrow from others.

3. You find an interesting passage: you write in your book or NO WRITING IN BOOKS!

One of my college professors taught me to make checks and stars instead of underlines or other large marks, so what I do mostly, except in a study bible. I can mark that up a good bit.

4. Dust jackets – leave it on or take it off.

Unless I can’t hold the book well with its jacket on, I leave it on.

5. Hard cover, paperback, skip it and get the audio book?

What is the question? I like all of them, but I feel weird listening to an audiobook without doing something. I’ll return to the audiobooks I have on my iPod when I start gardening and mowing the yard again.

6. Do you shelve your books by subject, author, or size and color of the book spines?

I have done all of these, but I generally want the fiction organized by author’s last name. My non-fiction is sorta-kinda by subject.

7. Buy it or borrow it from the library later?

Both. Gifts are also very nice. I want to think about the library more, and we have a good library, but I don’t yet. I plan to borrow the next Harry Potter from the library sometime this year. I’m on #6.

8. Do you put your name on your books – scribble your name in the cover, fancy bookplate, or stamp?

I have before for both hardcover and paperback, and I have some extra bookplates, but I haven’t used any in years. I can’t remember the last time I wrote my name in one, but I’m not against it.

9. Most of the books you own are rare and out-of-print books or recent publications?

Most are recent. I count 27 old, probably out-of-print, books from where I’m sitting.

10. Page edges – deckled or straight?

Which do I prefer? Straight is appropriate for most books.

11. How many books do you read at one time?

What exactly do you mean by read?

12. Be honest, ever tear a page from a book?

Yes. In high school, we were on a trip and needed a blank sheet of paper. I ripped one neatly from a Frank Peretti book, claiming I was a writer and could do that sort of thing. I have fits of gall at times. Nowadays, I say “I’m sorry” too much.

Book confessions meme

Rev. Paul T. McCain, over at Cyberbrethren, posted this meme today. Then he had the temerity to say, “If you’re reading this, you’re tagged.” I’d object strongly to the highhandedness of such naked link-seeking, except that it saves me the trouble of coming up with an idea for tonight’s post. So without further ado…

Book Confessions Meme Continue reading Book confessions meme

Hating Your Brother

I was born and raised in the South. I’m glad to be a Southern. I think y’all is a great word–not a stupid slang term like you’uns. The literature of the South is better than it is everywhere else. But I hate stories like this:

[Dad] must have been about thirty years old at the time, a young man, sitting in that room with all his elders, trying to be respectful. But finally he said, “This church doesn’t belong to us. It belongs to Jesus Christ. And I don’t think he would keep anyone from joining because of their skin color.” And the man who had chaired the search committee looked at my dad and said, “Son, I don’t know what kind of religion they taught you in seminary, but we’ve only got one kind of religion here, and it’s that good old Southern religion.”

Pastor Jim Somerville writes about his father’s brief stint as a pastor of a Presbyterian church in Alabama sometime in the ’70s. How could so many goats fill the churches in southern states back then? What blindness do we have today, if lies like racism can live freely among God’s people at any given time?

The Friday Fight: Apollyon

“Whilst Christian is among his godly friends,

Their golden mouths make him sufficient mends

For all his griefs; and when they let him go,

He’s clad with northern steel from top to toe.”

But now, in this valley of Humiliation, poor Christian was hard put to it; for he had gone but a little way before he espied a foul fiend coming over the field to meet him: his name is Apollyon.

(Artist Justin Gerard did some fantastic work on Pilgrim’s Progress, but the illustrations are no longer online. You can view his work on his website, Gallery Gerard.)

Then did Christian begin to be afraid, and to cast in his mind whether to go back, or to stand his ground. But he considered again, that he had no armor for his back, and therefore thought that to turn the back to him might give him greater advantage with ease to pierce him with his darts; therefore he resolved to venture and stand his ground: for, thought he, had I no more in mine eye than the saving of my life, it would be the best way to stand.

So he went on, and Apollyon met him. Now the monster was hideous to behold: he was clothed with scales like a fish, and they are his pride; he had wings like a dragon, and feet like a bear, and out of his belly came fire and smoke; and his mouth was as the mouth of a lion. When he was come up to Christian, he beheld him with a disdainful countenance, and thus began to question him. Continue reading The Friday Fight: Apollyon

Cinema: the devil’s zoetrope

Tonight’s dyspeptic screed concerns the essential dishonesty of movies.

Which I mean in the most positive sense.

I’m not going to go off on a classic Christian Fundamentalist jeremiad against Hollywood as the Whore of Babylon, the cancer that is slowing destroying our culture.

(Although, when I read those old denunciations, I’m struck by two things: 1) they were in general factually correct, and 2) all the bad effects the critics predicted that movies would bring about have in fact come to pass. You can’t fault them as prophets.)

But my subject is the dishonesty that is inherent (it seems to me) in the medium.

Christians of a legalistic bent often complain that fiction is, by definition, “just lying stories.”

Without getting into that argument, I think I’m justified in saying that novels are scrupulously truthful when compared to movies. Continue reading Cinema: the devil’s zoetrope

Earth Hour, One Better

Earth Hour 2009 is a movement to get one billion people to turn off their lights for an hour on March 28. Nice, but small-minded. I believe the blogscape can do one better. We can hold our breath for that hour as well.

Think of impact on carbon-dioxide levels if mankind would just be willing to hold its breath for the short, sixty minutes that make up an hour. The world would never be the same. Of course, some volcano could blow and undo all the good we accomplished, but think of the personal impact holding your breath would have on you and your family. Just think of it.

More Free Books

For March only, Donald Whitney’s great book, Spiritual Disciplines for the Christian Life, is available in audio from Christianaudio.com for free. You have to go through a normal check out and use a coupon code at the end to download it in seven mp3s. This book is very strong. If you haven’t read it and wouldn’t mind listening through it, you can pull it down now. See the author’s home page for details.

Also, I have neglected to tell you about a book on 1 Corinthians 13 by my pastor. It’s call The Most Excellent Way, and I recommend it to you–especially if your Pentecostal.

The cons of Cons

When I have an earworm, you must suffer.

Actually, the earworm’s a pretty good one. “Solace,” (also known as “Mexican Serenade”) by Scott Joplin. I picked up a cheap DVD of the movie, “The Sting,” and watched it Sunday, and now the song’s stuck in my brain (I was going to embed a YouTube performance, but couldn’t find one I liked).

“The Sting” got me thinking about the general falseness of the film medium in general, and the general awfulness of con men in particular. I’ll leave my deathless thoughts on movies for tomorrow. My subject tonight is con men.

One of the standard dishonesties of the cinema is to make us like somebody by putting them up against somebody even worse. The Man With No Name in the Clint Eastwood spaghetti westerns, for instance, wasn’t particularly admirable, but he was an absolute saint compared to the desperadoes he gunned down. In the same way, the makers of “The Sting” got us to tolerate—even delight in—the dishonesty of the protagonists by making them the little guys, trying to get some revenge on the vicious crime lord, The Big Mick, who killed their friend Luther. Continue reading The cons of Cons

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