Ellen's Stomp

I don't listen to a load of Christian music because much of it sounds awful. Often I'm either offended by what the lyrics are saying or the music itself is sub-standard. Sometimes, when I'm turning the dial on the radio in a new city I can immediately identify the Christian station even if I've never heard the song before and there were no lyrics spoken. Today's Christian music has a common sound, a low evangelical gong at a frequency nearly undetectable. A song that sounds like that tells me that the creators are unoriginal and uninspired.

Video Clip: Good faith based music crossing cultural barriers. Begins at 2:25.



I believe that some Christians feel like they have to advocate for any music if it is labeled "Christian." That somehow, their piousness deafens them to the cookie cutter crap they consume on a daily basis.

The reasonable world hears today's Christian music for what it is, however, and so it's a real find when you see the so called 'secular' rocking out to Christian music. Good music is supposed to cross the great divide between cultures and beliefs, just like Christ calls us to be authentic and original in the way his followers spread his message of hope and love.

This post was inspired by JJ at her blog Gay And Christian.

This hour has no gay donors

How outrageous! I'm still irked beyond belief at the asinine and discriminatory regulations Health Canada snuck into place!

They recently tried to make amends by confirming that gay donors are not 'banned' per say, but that doctors need the recipient's permission to accept 'high risk' organs prior to the surgery (source). They don't, however, mention anything about an emergency or long term situation where the recipient is unconscious and unable to make that decision. As a Canadian, how would you feel if you were unconscious, perhaps through a coma, and the doctor decided that you couldn't get my plump liver and onions because I may or may not have had gay sex in the previous 5 years, even with a committed partner.

Furthermore, there has been no mention of Sally Slutsville or Joe Stud, the heterosexual poster-children of shortbus style weekend romps with no commitment attached. Or how about the patty cake lezbos with bit-off fingernails and tongue sores. Sure, they have no tattoos, don't happen to use drugs, haven't been to prison and are not hemophiliacs, therefore they get to donate their organs along with yesterday's trash and no discrimination whatsoever.

See why I'm irked?

No?

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