A few summers ago, I wrote about the Rio 2016 Summer Olympic Games. In case you haven’t noticed, despite the best efforts of good people everywhere, they’re happening again. Rest assured, though, that things are different this time around, just as they are every time a new marketing campaign launches. If you doubt the differences between the two, consider these three things: That was August, 2016, and this is February, 2018.
The last few years have been a good time for makers of shows and films about religious cults. Recently, Netflix released a 1994 documentary called Children of God, about an Australian New Age cult called The Family, a group that became famous in the 1990s due to revelations of child abuse, illegal drug therapy, and fraud. The past few years have seen at least two movies and a television series
One of the biggest surprises about William Lobdell’s book Losing My Religion: How I Lost My Faith Reporting on Religion—and Found Unexpected Peace is the respectful tone he maintains toward not only religious people in general, but Christians in particular. Given the book’s title—and considering some of my own life experiences–I expected the author to be bitter. And I would have understood. I was also amazed by the good press the book
Two days ago, after three or four hours of driving around town looking at houses, drinking Mexican lattes, and chasing cell phone signals, my wife and I decided to go to the gym. We were worn out, but if we didn’t get our workout time in, we’d have trouble justifying all the Friday night snacking we’d planned for later. That’s basic science. Our gym is a good place to
2017 has been a terrible year. Don’t get me wrong. Every year is terrible in its own way—and each one always seems like it’s upping the ante from the previous one—but 2017 is one for the books. Not only is idiocy running rampant, it’s being lauded as wisdom and truth. Scumbaggery and smug self-righteousness are the orders of the day, while decency and thoughtfulness are on the fast track out