River: 1001. 1002. Simon: River... River: Shh. I'm counting between the lightning and the thunder to see if the storm is coming or going. .1005

'The Message'


Natter 43: I Love My Dead Gay Whale Crosspost.  

Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.


billytea - Mar 30, 2006 3:32:48 pm PST #7430 of 10001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.

Would a just God put Abraham through the process of deciding to kill his son and making all of the preparations?

Possibly, if the culture (and thus Abraham) were so steeped in the notion of human sacrifice that the lesson that 'this one's different' needed to be presented that forcefully.

Though I'd imagine Isaac would be in therapy forever. And when I read 'allthe preparations', I hear "with all the trimmings!" Mmm, dat's good Isaac.


Jesse - Mar 30, 2006 3:34:51 pm PST #7431 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Sorry, David. Even expected, it still sucks. Go out to dinner and have several cocktails.


Lee - Mar 30, 2006 3:35:42 pm PST #7432 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Ah, damn, Hec.

I think there should be martinis at dinner.


Sophia Brooks - Mar 30, 2006 3:35:50 pm PST #7433 of 10001
Cats to become a rabbit should gather immediately now here

What Jesse said. That sucks!


Rick - Mar 30, 2006 3:37:26 pm PST #7434 of 10001

I look forward to the day in Natter 56 when the topic of discussion is "Remember the night that Hec became a full-time writer? Look how great that turned out." Then someone will go and Nilly post 7429 of Natter 43. That will be cool.


JZ - Mar 30, 2006 3:38:06 pm PST #7435 of 10001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.

My take on the God and Abraham and Isaac misery is less practical joke, more... err, I'm not even quite sure exactly how to put it. Closer to the whole thing between V and Evey in V for Vendetta, only less fucked up. God knew that Abraham was loyal enough to God and trusting enough of God's goodness to be able to follow this awful command and trust that somehow it would turn out all right, but Abraham didn't know it, until that challenge was given. Which was a horrid challenge, but, as Cindy says, not totally inconceivable in the context of his own time and culture. And what ultimately happened was that the horrid challenge was nullified -- when he showed himself willing to lose all he had and jump into that abyss, God declared that now and forever, that abyss no longer existed. No more human sacrifice, no more sacrifice of one's beloveds, never again (except, much later, for God's own child, by his own choice, but that's not part of this story).

Not that any of that is intended to convince anyone else on the planet. It's what works for me, but I'm weird and twisty.

Though I think I'm now slightly in love with the notion of God as V.


DXMachina - Mar 30, 2006 3:38:34 pm PST #7436 of 10001
You always do this. We get tipsy, and you take advantage of my love of the scientific method.

That sucks, Hec. They way the lying bastards handled it is beyond the pall. Go get drunk.


Jesse - Mar 30, 2006 3:38:55 pm PST #7437 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

So, come to find out, the guy does NOT have a Smith-or-Jones type name after all! Good thing I asked.


JZ - Mar 30, 2006 3:39:23 pm PST #7438 of 10001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.

serial: Also, I really really hope Nilly catches up on all this and has something to say. I really, really want to know her thoughts when she wraps her amazing brain around Abraham and Isaac.


msbelle - Mar 30, 2006 3:40:22 pm PST #7439 of 10001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb

Ugh, David. We hate them. Have a nice dinner.

My dinner is cooking and seriously stinking up the joint (salmon).