What they don't know is that the flaming ruin will all be special effects and after they've all be raptured we can get on with things.
"OK, are they all gone? Right! Cut the Flights of Angels! Lighting effects, take a break! Get me some fans to clear out this smoke and bring me a latte! It's a Rapture!"
We have an official state dance (West Coast Swing) and a state folkdance (square-dancing), a fossil (sabertooth), and a tartan (wha-huh?), but no foodstuffs of any sort.
I mean, shoot. At least one reputable historian places the martini's birthplace right over in the East Bay. We should
totally
have an official state cocktail.
I'm an evangelical Christian. I'm not part of the religious right. Ditto 50 people I can think of off of the top of my head. All people of African descent != African
Americans. All married couples != parents. All daughters != sisters. All Latino Americans != Mexican.
They're happy about the idea that the world will come to flaming ruin, and then they can ascend and go Nyaa, Nyaa, Nyaa, Nyaa, Nyaaa.
Which ones, the Historical Premillennialists, the Dispensational Premillennialists, surely not the Amillennialists; what about Preterism? Are you talking about people who believe in a Pre-Tribulation Rapture, Post-tribulation Rapture, Mid-Tribulation Rapture, Pre-wrath Rapture, Partial Rapture?
Oh, and the people who those on the left fear (well, those uneducated about such matters) and think are vying for theocracy (aka Dominionists aka Reconstructionists) are, by the by, Postmillennialists.
Darth Punk-Ass Bitch(/gratuitous Wire reference)
I'm not interested enough in my state to know my state anythings.
The air-conditioner?
I'm not part of the religious right.
I'd say that's true of most Christians. The far right has a much bigger mouthpiece than mainline Christians.
I'm not mainline though, I'm evangelical. There's a blurry mess that might be referred to casually as a line, but I'm on the evangelical side of the blurry mess.
So are Jimmy Carter and Bill Clinton.
I got the kids washed and I'm only a little bit drenched. Not bad. Now I've got to get them in bed.
I didn't think mainline excluded evangelical, but you're right, it's all very blurry. There is clattering and crying in the background, gotta go.
There is clattering and crying in the background, gotta go.
Heh. For a minute there, I thought you meant in the church. Hope the crying and clattering stop.
My state dinosaur is the coelophysis. It was wee and liked meat! I don't think it was the nicest.
They found a bunch of them at Ghost Ranch.