heresyschmeresy

I'd like to see Pastor Ed's tax return. I'll bet he's doing very well, thanks to his gullible flock and the quaint children's tales of Zombie Jesus and his loving daddy. Hey believers, where's your savior? His apostles were convinced he'd return in their lifetimes. So were the gospel authors, who quoted Jesus as saying just that. Of course, how could they quote him very accurately if they never met him and are writing about him decades after his death with only a few people's flawed memories to rely on? No worries, just keep using bubble gum and duct tape to patch up the myriad holes in your sinking ark of faith. Go read some more "Left Behind" tripe to make yourselves feel better by believing that you're "saved."

I love the fact that this mega-church snake oil salesman preacher has an $8.5 million private jet! Jesus needs your hard-earned cash, ye sinners! Pastor Ed needs it, too, so keep it comin'!

I'm thinking we could come up with a great idea for a sitcom called "Pastor Ed," wherein said preacher assumes the form of a talking lamb that jet-sets around the Bible belt spreading his holy brand of hijinks!

Teresa, from what I've gathered while unsuccessfully trying to ignore this show (forced to stare at it while doing cardio at the gym), she does have a remarkably down-to-earth and positive attitude for a celeb of this ilk. I lament the fact that shows like this and so many other reality programs are so popular. The cult of the celebrity seems to grow year over year. It's all just so vacuous. I'd rather do something like have a conversation, cook a meal, take a walk or read a book. BTW, I've followed your career over the years and always enjoyed reading your live music reviews.