Listen, when you use a word of hate ironically — like, and your defense is “I’m not racist, how could you ever think I’m racist??” I want you to imagine owning a gun, but never buying live ammunition. You only purchase blanks. Ok?
And say sometimes when you hang out with your close friends, you take out your gun, which they know contains no live ammunition, and you shoot it at stuff, and you think it’s funny. And maybe the first time you do it, they’re like “Shit. I mean, I know those are blanks, but that’s kind of fucked up,” but your argument is, “But I can’t really hurt anyone! They’re just blanks!” And over time they just get used to it and find it kind of funny. “Oh, that Cliff, sometimes he takes his gun out and shoots some blanks, but he doesn’t really mean anything. It’s just funny! You know how it goes.”
Now, imagine that over time, having received the acceptance for your actions from your friends, you decide you can start firing blanks around people you’ve never met. In mixed company. You’re at a dinner party one night, you’ve had a few, so you go “Hey, wanna see something cool?!” and those who are your friends at the party know what’s coming, so they’re prepared, but then the people who don’t know you, they see you whip out a piece and go “Oh shit, I’m going to die, it’s everything I feared,” but your friends explain to them it’s not a big deal, there’s nothing to be afraid of, “Cliff wouldn’t hurt a fly,” so they eventually, begrudgingly, don’t say anything about it, don’t call you, Cliff, a fucking asshole. “Fine, it’s kind of ridiculous, but whatever.” Something like that.
And then you are at a large public place. A concert, an open mic, where you and your friends are outnumbered by the rest of the audience. And maybe someone pushes you or gives you a hard time, so you decide, just to give the guy a taste of his own medicine, to pull out your gun, and fire some blanks. Give him a real, real visceral jump. And everyone around you feels threatened, unsafe, about to be part of something they were always on some subconscious level afraid would happen, but at the same time hopeful it would never happen because our society’s getting smarter and more considerate of those around them. And then some other people, who after seeing it happen, feel relieved that you were firing blanks, but also feel empowered by your choice to fire a weapon in a public place, and choose to do the same thing.
Do you get it yet?
The fact is that derogatory remarks, whether used sincerely or ironically, and ammunition, whether blank or live, still creates the same environment of discomfort and fear every time it is used. So cut the shit.
- Junot Diaz
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I listened to this song for the first time, today, because a friend of mine posted it on his FB wall. When I got to this part in the chorus, I thought the same exact thing.
Perhaps, C.S. Lewis explained it best:
“A man can no more diminish God’s glory by refusing to worship Him than a lunatic can put out the sun by scribbling the word ‘darkness’ on the walls of his cell.”
your job is not to judge, your job is to love.
This matter of Christians not judging comes up again and again, but nobody ever seems to learn. So, here is my feeble attempt at straightening this out.
The source, for most people, of the idea that Christians should not…
Who do you believe in?
I believe in Jesus Christ, the Son of God, my Healer, my Friend, my Redeemer, my Savior, my Teacher and my Lord.
Once again I ask, who do you believe in?
The danger of a single story.
“Stories matter. Many stories matter. Stories have been used to dispossess and to malign. But stories can also be used to empower and to humanize. Stories can break the dignity of the people, but stories can also repair that broken dignity.”
She’s one of our best Nigerian exports!
Videos like this make my uterus ache…From wanting a baby. So. Bad. #CutenessOverload!
I am a Christian.
You might cringe at those words, because unfortunately, we’ve gotten a bad rap.
We’re the “God hates fags” guys. We’re the ones yelling at the women leaving abortion clinics. We’re the bad guys.
But myself? I like to think of myself and the people I know as different…
I rarely reblog posts because I started Eternity bound to acknowledge God’s creativity through the photos that I take. However, my blog is evolving and becoming much more than I imagined. “He who began a good thing in you will bring it to completion”-Philippians 1:6. That is the testimony of this blog.
Therefore, I present to you this video as an encouragement to all followers of Christ and though this man passed away, shortly after this video was released, his final words in this video proclaim that God is still God and God is still good!
Soli Deo Gloria!!
Even though we may not understand what we’re going through, we should remember that God is ALWAYS in charge. Even though it may not look like it at that point in time, all things ALWAYS work together for good to those who love him.
A Bill Compton Sim!
What are we willing to do to share the Word of God with others? Dan Baumann shares the Gospel of Christ with the High court in Iran.
This is not my work but the revelation of a Christian which mirrors my belief. Here it is:
I’m a Christian…
When I Say I’m a Christian…
When I say… “I am a Christian”
I’m not shouting “I’m clean livin’.”
I’m whispering “I was lost,
Now I’m found and forgiven.”
When I say… “I am a…