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Wednesday, July 24, 2019

Pierwalker Log: July 24, 2019

Writing start: 8:20 A.M.
Finish: 3:02 P.M.
Total new words (est.): 1200
Edited (est.): 5800

1. Failure: Off till 8/5

2. Book Three Melody: Off till 7/31

3. Angel: Book Three: Third primary edit of chapter three
Notes: This is a good chapter.

4. Random Chance Book Two: 300 new words
Notes: The chapter is completed! I'll start the primaries tomorrow.

5. Port Story: Third primary edit of chapter three

6. Hidden Bookmarks: 500 new words
Notes: This chapter is taking me in a new direction, one I hadn't anticipated.

7. LOTR: Off

8. T-Bag: 400 new words
Notes: If you want to survive, you've gotta be smart. Like Sco-field.

Special Projects: Worked on "Looking Out Her Bedroom Window" (Melody BIII).

Extra notes: We've now watched Good Omens twice. It's a wonderful mini-series, and I hope we watch it again soon.

It delights me as well that it has outraged the Christian fundies. Endlessly delights me.

It doesn't take much to outrage Christian fundies, however, so it really isn't that great of a victory. Still ... it's worth mentioning. Any blow you can strike against them is a good one.

I was raised in a home that originally bordered on Christian fundamentalism. But not of the Protestant variety--but the Catholic one. I grew up feeling guilty about pretty much everything--especially enjoying life and having fun. Dating and sex were these Huge Scary Occasions for Horrible Horrible Sin, and I carried much of that dysfunction and crazy-thinking well into my twenties and even early thirties before I finally let it go.

Today the utter hypocrisy of Christian fundamentalism is of course on full display with their near-unanimous approval of Donald Trump. They have with their approval and approbation lost all moral high ground--forever. Their religion is a scam. Their beliefs are cancerous. Their urge to power ... lethal. For all of us.

I didn't realize how freeing it would be when I left Colorado in 2002. I was leaving behind a toxic lifestyle, and toxic false friends, and a grotesquely toxic family. But I was also leaving behind the last grasping tentacles of Christian fundamentalism, so prevalent, as it was, back then in that state. I don't know how it is now there, and I really don't care.

God is so much larger--infinitely larger--than Christian fundies could ever conceive. Christian fundamentalism is concerned, first and foremost, with putting God in a jail cell and keeping Her there. That's what the literalism is all about. Control God, so that you can control people. Control God, so that you can take power over others. Control God, so that you don't have to live life as it is meant to be lived and experienced. They love the book talking about God far more than God Herself. They love clutching to its moldering pages far more than they do to honoring life and evolution and science and intelligence and education and the good Earth--all great gifts from God.

Good Omens takes the Book of Revelations and makes wonderful fun of it, of its story, of its bloodthirstiness, of its mindless brutality, and of the players themselves. The fundies want the world to end. And they've got the monster they need inside the Oval Office ready to give it to them--even though he's as atheistic and materialistic as any human being can be.

For those of us who are believers, but far more mature, Good Omens is a hoot and well worth watching multiple times. Its central message is, truly, nothing more than a kind, humorous commentary on Jesus' Eleventh Commandment: "Love each other as I have loved you."

Something the fundies always conveniently ignore.