In which the pond indulges in a Sunday meditation with the angry Sydney Anglicans ...

It being Sunday and the time for a meditation, the pond thought it right to check up on the Sydney Anglicans and see how things were going with the men and their complimentary women ...

The pond immediately encountered a problem ... right there in the definition of marriage. 

If you added up the number of divorces and infidelities and added in those who voluntarily entered into the contract, only to regret it and feel entrapped and doomed, the pond suspects that the practice of marriage might be reduced to just a few saints. But as they usually prefer to get hitched to god, and She is stern, they shouldn't be counted either ...

But it's the "for life" bit that gets to the pond. It's as if the angry Sydney Anglicans hadn't actually read their own authoritative synthesis of biblical teaching, whereby it turns out that "life" can be commuted and a new "life" can begin...

Please allow the pond to quote at length ...

Sublime really, and there's much more sublime musing here ... together with a deluded dissenting voice from a loon who thinks life means life ...

What's most sublime about is the way the other sophists move from an absolute "thou shalt not" to a half-baked set of excuses as to why one night indulge in a divorce ... and then not stay single, but get hitched again ...

Naturally back in the day when the Jensenists discussed the problem, it all revolved around the torture that the noble Anglican male felt when a cheap hussy treacherously turned into an abandoning hussy ...

Oh Sally, Sally, you vile slut, how could you do it to such a godly man as Trev? 

Sure he was a total pain in the arse angry Sydney Anglican, but is that any excuse? Here,  read more Jensenism and set yourself on a path of righteousness ...

It was around this point - the pond having liked marriage so much it's tried it several times - that the pond realised we hadn't actually got around to a decent bit of vile bile and homophobia, Angry Sydney Anglican style, courtesy of that draft pamphlet ...

Oh wait, that's just someone channeling the angry Sydney Anglicans ...

Here's the bit of the draft booklet on the dangers of allowing the gays to roam wild and free ...

Yes, the gays ... because Communism ...

No, the gays ... because America's another country and they do things differently there ... and in Ireland and in Spain and in Britain and in ...

And there was another flurry which suggested that the angry Sydney Anglicans were as canny as the average Scottish Presbyterian protecting their estate ...

Please allow the pond to decode: "our freedoms" means the right to dip the paw in the public purse and make off with the cash .... and those pesky gays might put the whole rort in peril ...

Indeed, indeed, as uncle Ebenezer himself might have put it ...

Well you can find the whole of Kidnapped in a good edition thanks to the croweater academics here, and you  can find the angry Sydney Anglican story here, and the mealy-mouthed hypocritical musings of the homophobic angry Sydney Anglicans in draft pamphlet form here ...

The pond snapped a few of the pages, and decided to put them up, at least until tolerance and patience for the exercise quickly expired ...

It relies on the assumption that members of the cult have friends anxious to learn about what the cult believes ... and it's the smarmy, mealy-mouthed, Uriah Heep hand wringing way it's presented which is, in the best Dickensian way, both creepy and beguiling ...

The most vital conservations we can have? This from a mob that allows divorce? 

And we're not bigoted? Then get out of the way of Caesar ...

Can there be anything more oppressively intolerant than an angry Sydney Anglican purporting to be tolerant and benign and loving, while reserving the right to condemn sinners to eternal hell?

 

There's a lot more of this, and there would have been, or will be, should a plebiscite be held, a hell of a lot more ...

This is the time for fundamentalists to emerge from under the rock, and creepy crawl their way through the mother of all hate fests ...

Here, allow a Scottish Christian happy to identify with Hitler, show how it's done as he sneaks a little parritch ...

Well that's more than enough for a Sunday meditation, but well might She observe that hate truly lives in the heart of zealots and fundamentalist Christians ... and if you want a distinction between homophobic and non-homophobic opposition to homosexuality, the homophobic, angry Sydney Anglican fundamentalists are the church for you ...