"Why Christianity?" Don't ask me, ask my pamphlet

*Sigh* I've been pamphleted again. ( This was the previous)

Again at work, again by a woman. Don't know if it was the same one though. I don't find this pamphlet as insulting as the last since it's posing a question that I find to be less brash then the last. Why Christianity? Hmm. Ok, that's better then asking if I'm good enough to go to heaven. I haven't really looked through it so I don't have any rage as of right now. Though I am looking at the list of the four major religions and I don't doubt that Hinduism, Buddhism, Islam and well, Christianity (duh) have a shit ton of followers but what about Judaism? Are the Jews getting the shaft again? As if they haven't had to deal with enough...

Anyway. Shall we see what this pamphlet has in store? Yes? Alright.

Mmmhm. An airplane metaphor. I must choose one of the following: The Original Mona Lisa, keys to a new Lamborghini, millon gee's cash or a parachute. Dang! I need to choose wisely so I can jump out of the plane. My gut is telling me to go parachute but, BUT! I could take the million in cash and make a parachute and then get the best out of both worlds right? Right. I'll take the million Alex. (In Angels and Demons that dude, whats his face Robert Langdon? Jumped outta a chopper with a rug. Whoops if I just spoiled you.)

The word choices for italics as great. "It should, because you need the parachute. " Ah nuts. The loving and merciful god does not exist. He's a figment of the imagination and if you think he is loving and merciful congratulations you have just broke a commandment by committing IDOLATRY! Man oh man. No lying, no lusting no nothing. I would be willing to bet (though I'm guessing that just might be breaking some rule) that Mr Ray Comfort (HA! Comfort my ass!) has lied, has lusted, has been a bad boy at one point or another. And lets remember from the previous pamphlet there is no making it up to god. You're fucked.

Oh please! Saying you don't believe in hell is "like standing in the open door of a plane 10,000 feet off the ground and saying, 'I don't believe there will be any consequences.'" Um Mr Comfort? Hi yeah. I find a flaw with this. It doesn't take a Rhode Scholar to know that if you jump you're gonna become liquid inside your skin upon impact. I can't see hell. Call me old fashion in wanting some evidence.

God must be unspeakable angry at wickedness. Ok and remember kids, girls have a button and boys have a pole and wicked touching takes its toll.

God gets angry at fornication. Hmm. But then how will he get more followers if believers aren't slammin' other believers?

Blah blah blah. Oh the comparison to other religions. This should outrage those followers. Hinduism and reincarnation. mm. Saying you might come back as a prince is like saying you'll get sucked back into the plane as another passenger. Um I think there might be more but ok? Buddhism denies that God exists. ... can I go be with them? Islam. I'm surprised Mr Comfort doesn't call them all terrorists. He seems to like them best. Coincidence? I don't know but the way Comfort is talking I could see him at being at the next Klan rally.

Oooooh. He totally just called Jehovah's Witnesses and Mormons a cult! Funny, I'd think that's a word I'd associate with him.
And he is totally plugging his products! Making a pretty penny off of God seems a little bad to me. "Ray Comfort is a best-selling author of more than 60 books. He also co-hosts an award-winning television program (with actor Kirk Cameron)" Kirk Cameron? Mikey? NOOOOOOOOO! Mike from Growing Pains! NOOO!

Ok enough with that.

Watched the revamped Trading Spaces today and seriously? What the hell is up with the emotional side? "Oh two ex lovers remake each others bedroom. Can this working in each others intimate space bridge the gap between the two since their break up?" Well they used to work in each others intimate space and that did something for them once. Ooooh! I'm filthy.

Watched a lot of CSI the last few days. Doesn't matter which one, take your pick. I'm partial to Miami though. I won't make a point to sit down and watch it but if I'm flipping through and it's on then I'm watching it. Horatio is my favorite. Such a strange man who talks strange. Soft yet with a certain husk to it like he has a two pack a day habit. And he cocks his head like a puppy a lot.

Alright I'm finished. Finally.