Rick Perry’s 2012 campaign put up a video on You Tube entitled “Strong” in which the candidate says
You don’t need to be in the pew every Sunday to know there’s something wrong in this country when gays can serve openly in the military but our own children can’t openly celebrate Christmas or pray in school. As president, I’ll end Obama’s war on religion and I’ll fight liberal attacks on our religious heritage. I’m Rick Perry and I approve this message.
Viewers haven’t approved it. In fact, they think it sucks. Comments were disabled by the campaign, but campaign staff overlooked the “like/dislike” button: The video has received 3069 “likes” on YouTube, and 130116 “dislikes” at press time (around 3:35 am West Coast Thursday). Even though the numbers are unscientific, with results like that, Perry might want to consider cutting his losses, saving his cash and bailing the race.
Oh and aside from insulting those who serve in the military, gay and straight, Perry’s message is a direct attack on the establishment clauses and flies in the face of the landmark 1947 Supreme Court decision Everson v Board of Education:
Neither a state nor the Federal Government can, openly or secretly, participate in the affairs of any religious organizations or groups and vice versa. In the words of Jefferson, the clause against establishment of religion by law was intended to erect “a wall of separation between church and State.”
Conservative Christians should be in the throes of religious ecstasy, tongues aflame with glossolalia in praise of Johnny Depp for putting the Christ back in Christmas with a new song hitting the charts just in time to celebrate the virgin birth of God Incarnate.
“Jesus Stag Night Club,” which Depp performs with Babybird is a touching rock ballad about finding Jesus. In a strip club. While drinking. And stealing a car. Before dying on top of a church steeple tied to the weather vane by one ankle.
It’s a great witness for Jesus who hung out with criminals and prostitutes and whose gospel stresses the importance of finding Christ and accepting him as Lord and Savior before death. But party-pooping Protestants (the Papists have yet to weigh in) are offended that Jesus pairs up with the song’s narrator–a stone cold sinner in conservative terms–and sticks with him until the guy dies. The guy finds Christ in a bar! And is saved! Say hallelujah, another soul for Jesus.
We are sickened by Mr Depp’s behaviour. Why did he need to record this song? It is a slap in the face to Christians all over the world.
What the Bible say about getting slapped in the face? (Hint: It’s in two of the gospels, Luke and Matthew).
And the Christian Coalition offered up this Christmas wish for goodwill to all:
I’m sure he thinks he’s being very funny but he’s simply a disgrace. One day, Johnny Depp and his cronies will face the judgment of our Lord and they will burn in hell for this filth.
Here’s a sampling of the lyrics. What’s so offensive?
Saw a man in a bar with his hair like a lady
Bloody thorns ’round his ears like he was a crazy
He had holes in his hands and a cross for a spine
Crushed a berry in his Perrier and called it wine
He said, “There’s great sadness in life, but don’t sit there and blub:
Here’s some tickets for your friends to the Jesus Stag Night Club!”…
Turn a bird upside down and it lies in your fingers like a dead man
When you throw it in the air it’s resurrected from your hand
We went to a motel, he showed me his Bible
I said, “Tell me the truth,” while he looked me in the eyeball
He said, “There’s great happiness in life but don’t just sit there in love:
Here’s some tickets for your friends to the Jesus Stag Night Club!”…
I can’t remember where I was last night
Think I was hanging naked off a church spire
Tied by my ankles to a weathervane
Felt like I was Jesus on fire
Cuffed to the bumper of a big truck
I begged my dad to take me to a strip bar
Drank kerosene slammers through my eyeballs
Drove myself home in a stolen car
Saw a man in the street lying on the floor beaten up
He had a fish finger sandwich and a yellow M coffee cup
I bent down drunk and tried to pick him up
But when I turned around I could see it was Jesus…
I can’t remember where I was last night
Think I was getting on a night bus
Lyin’ on the laps of my good friends
Judas Priest and Lazarus
I’m getting married in the big bad morning
But it feels like I’m giving birth
I feel so happy I could scream
This is my last few seconds on Earth!
