Tuesday
14Feb2006
Apocalypse Party! (And You're Invited)
For obvious reasons, I've devoted a bible's worth of thought to organized religion and those who choose to participate. My conclusion? It's like pledging a fraternity or sorority in college. Seems like a good way to navigate the inclement waters of college, right? Look! Likeminded folks socializing and having fun. A kegger! I'm there. A hot tub party! Count me in. Or you are Legacy, meaning you're Greek bound because your parents came before you, maybe even your grandparents.
On paper fraternities/sororities state their purposes as some variation on the theme of aiding college men/women in mental, moral and social development.. To create personal worth and character. These institutions urge you to listen to the voice of your "Big Brother" or "Big Sister" who is your God and your Redeemer in the Greek system, therefore you must obey. Cut to crazy jungle juice parties, alcohol poisoning and date rape.
That's not so very different from: A potluck! What should I bring? A church mixer! I'll be there with bells on! Or you're there because your parents came before you, maybe even your grandparents. Sounds like a good way to navigate the inclement waters of life.... Right?
On paper most churches state their purpose is some variation on standing for truth, righteousness and so forth ('Cept maybe them snake handler churchgoers.. and really, they're just redneck escapists from the mental hospital so we won't count them here) Other, only slightly more redeeming religions generally urge you to listen to the voice of Jesus Christ, your Lord, your God and your Redeemer, whose word is quick and powerful. Cut to my bishop asking me inappropriate sexual questions whilst fondling himself beneath the desk, priests diddling altar boys and money laundering.
Religions and fraternities provide one with a community of people that share the same beliefs and ideologies.. Folks can meet & greet! Mingle! Have a dialogue and maybe meet a future spouse in the bargain. Hot diggity!
"Hey can I join?"
"Yeah, but you gotta memorize wacky Greek letters and participate in weird ceremonies and stuff. Then you'll be initiated in a formal ceremony."
"Sounds kind of strange."
"You may not fully understand right now, but all will be revealed to you after you're initiated. Besides, everybody's doing it. Trust us."
"Okay."
"Hey can I join?"
"Absolutely. But you gotta memorize wacky scriptures and participate in weird ceremonies and stuff. Then you'll be baptized in a formal ceremony."
"Sounds kind of strange."
"You may not fully understand now, but all will be revealed when you die. Besides, everybody does it. Have faith."
"Okay."
Best I can figure, it's sort of a lemming thing. You know about the lemmings don't you? That group of rodents known for periodic mass migrations that oftentimes end in drownings. Why do they drown? Contrary to popular belief, it isn't suicide. When food pickin's get slim, the group heads to greener pastures.. They fall off cliffs because they end up in unfamiliar territory.. don't know where they're going.. They're confused, scampering around, bumping into each other asking questions...
"Hey Earl! You know where we're going?"
"Have no idea Fred. I'm just following Lennie!"
"Hey man, I don't know either, I'm just following Debbie. She says her Ma and Pa told her this was the right way." Lennie shouts.
"Sounds good to me." Fred says.
"Me too." Earl agrees. "As long as there are refreshments when we get there."
At that moment Debbie's Ma and Pa lead the whole dadgummed group right off a 100 foot cliff.
"Shit!" Pa shouts on the way down. "We thought this was the right way."
"I followed you! I was doing what you told me to do!" Debbie screams.
"Turns out we was wrong." Ma manages to squeal before she hits water.
"But I wasted all this time following you!" Debbie whispers before she too, splashes into the water.
Pa and Ma thought they knew where they were going. Debbie, being an obedient little lemming, wasn't far behind. She convinced Lennie to come along.. and so on.. If enough people follow the folks that claim to know where they're going... potluck dinners will spring up faster than beer bongs at a kegger.. And well, we've all seen what happens when free food and beer is available..
Far be it from me to begrudge anyone from pledging a fraternity... Hey, I may even swing by for a party or two. I may not like some of the songs you play but I'm cool with your gig. Just don't make me pledge.





Feb 14, 2006
Reader Comments (38)
Okay, gotta go drink some Kool Aid with the cul... ah, I mean, the neighbors from across the street. Then I'm off to the Amway... ah, I mean, Direct Marketing Association meeting!
I can, however, still recite the Greek alphabet three times before a match burns. This remains one of my proudest accomplishments.
Who are you to make me feel small for believing and having faith in God?
I think you are just a little too self righteous for your own good.
Good luck to you.
Love,
CChild
The only thing I personally might challenge here is the characterization of people who follow a church as lemmings. While I myself see the reality in the followers-as-lemmings analogy, I can see where a true religious follower might take offense.
Lemmings reference aside, I think the last paragraph of the post is the real take-home point. To each her own.
On a separate note, I have to wonder if Greek Girl is really offended by the perceived criticism of her religious beliefs or was she actually just pissed about the not-so-positive take on fraternities/sororities? Or both? Her name is GREEK Girl, after all. I first assumed that meant she was from Greece, but now I'm curious. Greek Girl? In which sense are you Greek? I'm honestly just curious, not trying to be a smart-ass in any way.
Sorry for the VLP (Very Long Post).
P.S.
Pot. Kettle. Black
Here is Monica's SL blurb: http://www.slweekly.com/article.cfm/theparenttrap
Sicksadworld, you may purchase a $1.90 cup of starbucks best in Orem, Utah. If you choose to visit I will personally splurge and buy us both a cup. I know, I know I have a good heart it is my weakness.
cchild - As Sally Field would say, I guess this means you like me, you really, really like me!
"aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh whorepipe!"
(Jeez, I'll feel stupid if I got that wrong.)
Well done. I will be back.
I guess what I'm saying is I can't imagine people treating a 17 year kid that way in the name of God. Teens need compassion, and understanding, and birth control. And my question is, is that a choice of individuals, or a part of the religion?
i really hope I don't offend anyone with these questions - i'm just curious, i'm not making a judgment.
The worst thing about Mormons is their racism, bigotry and homophobia.. How a religion can preach "do unto others as you would have done unto you" and then behave so reprehensibly toward African Americans and Gays (I know.. this isn't just the Mormons) is simply beyond me.
I've found that Mormons from states other than Utah are generally a more tolerant bunch, perhaps from being exposed to a more diverse group of people. Many Mormons I grew up with in Utah were self righteous, pompous, would sneer down their noses at anyone they didn't think was worthy (all the while keeping scandal in their own home firmly swept under rug)... A church should be a hospital for sinners, not a house for the holy - and that's something many Utah Mormons would do well to remember.. That said, some of the kindest, coolest people I've met are Mormon.. I'm trying not to generalize..
From what I've seen regarding Catholics.. they're more willing to accept the religious beliefs of others.. sort of an agree to disagree policy.. Mormons I grew up with tend to be pushy.. feel obligated to let you know their church is THE ONE true church... They want to impose their moral code on everyone and if you don't agree with them... you feel the sting.
I think the reason ex-Mormons seem so shell-shocked is that the faults in the Mormon religion are easily traceable.. It's so new. It's one of the only religions completely documented in recent history.. Catholicism is harder to disprove.. It's ancient.. So ex-Catholics seem to be more of a non practicing breed as opposed to your average ex-MO who has read up on things and feels utterly duped by the religion of their birth.... I'm obviously conjecturing here - and making generalizations based on my personal experience... But one of the most unsettling experiences of my life was realizing the church was bollocks... then looking back on all the trusted and admired adults and friends I grew up with, realizing they don't get it. And now - they look at me with the same feeling. They think I don't get it, that I've lost my way, lost my faith.. am certainly headed for a lesser kingdom. They really believe that. I could be the best wife, mother, all-around fantastic individual.. but because I deny the church is true - I am surely headed somewhere other than where they, the righteous are headed.
My mom gets upset when I talk this way.. thinks I got to far, am disrespectful.. But I am PISSED that I was raised to feel the way I do about sex, my body... the guilt, the shame.. They still have their church services, their scriptures.. and now, I have my words and I won't be shamed into not talking about it anymore for fear of "what will the neighbors think?"
Besides, the "Mormon" neighbors probably have a gimp locked in the basement that they take out only for their swinger parties the Saturday nights before Sunday services.
Can I get an Amen!
Sincerely,
Longtime Lurker
and the catholic religion may indeed be an ancient one, but what with all that molestation--not to mention the nazi pope and the church's inability to recognize women as people--makes it rough to be a true believer.
maybe the church isn't the safest place for a person's soul after all.
Her honesty and fear has floored me more than twice.
So tonight i must say this: as far as i am concearned....if there is a God.....he sides with women like Monica, women who spend their lives trying to connect with the ones they love....and make decisions completely on their own.
I would fight a Crusade for that girl if she needed me to.
But, in the end she doesn't. And that is why she is fucking amazing.
I love you Monica. I always will.
serge
a friend once told me, "i believe there's a god, and it ain't me." that' pretty much the theory i subscribe to.
and i don't know about reincarnation or possession, but my cat is imbued with the righteousness and wrath of that angry old testament god. but that could be because he's a mean dwarf with a weight problem.
"Jesus is coming. Look busy!"
At least I can have a drink without feeling guilty now.
Well said, Monica. I'm a lemming no longer.