November 21st, 2009



Pictionary time!

Guess the word!

   whirled introduced me to the online pictionary at yesterday. We proceeded to play it until our eyes were getting fried (damn thing doesn't automatically give you breaks so with two people the timer is ALWAYS going for you to either be drawing or guessing) last night (/ whatever time it was for her in Australia). You can see some more she managed to cut paste from last night behind the fake cut here that actually goes to her entry! --


   I swear my doodling is a lot better with an actual pen/paper.

   Anyone want to make a plan to meet up on isketch and pictionary together? Tomorrow (Sunday) at noon (PST) perhaps?

Photo of the Day

The "Golden Gate of Istanbul" (as we called it), one of two bridges over the Bosporus, connecting Europe and Asia.

That's right you're looking at Europe (foreground) and Asia (across the water) at the SAME TIME

   I'm trying to convince my dad, a marathon runner, that he should run the Istanbul marathon -- it crosses this bridge, making it a marathon between continents.

LJ Idol - Topic 5 - Old Timey Religion

   "Let's get back to the city, the religious nuts out here kind of freak me out" says the girl, grasping the boy's arm.

   "Oh, they're just, you know, old timey" reassures the lad, as if this explains it. "They mean well, really"

   "They're so damn conservative though, lord knows what I might accidentally do and have them accusing me of sorcery." Coming upon the edge of town she was relieved to look up and see the city itself not too far off.

   "Haha no one's going to be burning anyone at the stake" says the lad, giving her a playful bump sideways as they walked, "they're just, you know, farmers, and things are slow to change out here."

   "Just as long as the religious nuts don't get control of the government again!" exclaims the girl, feeling more at ease to speak freely now that they were away from the nearest houses.

   "I don't think that could happen again," speculates the lad, recalling a recent leader who had started an unsuccessful war in the Middle East.. and died there. "Valentinian's got a handle on things, I don't think it will ever happen again" notes the boy.

   "Damn pagans," grumbles the girl, adjusting her tunic. "How much further to Rome?"

   I don't understand people who call themselves "Pagans." The word "pagan" comes from latin "pagus," meaning literally "peasants." The modern day "pagans" wouldn't be the new agey hippies of Santa Cruz with their vague supplications to "the Goddess," it would be the "rednecks" and "hillbillies" of the deep Christian backwaters. "Pagan" means simply "the religion of the backwaters."

   Or at best, it is not a specific religion. Saying you're "a pagan" is like a Christian describing himself as an infidel because that's what an intolerant Muslim might call him.

   Yet still you see people, including many here in LJ Idol (at least last year) who will go on seriously about how their religion is "Pagan." THIS IS NOT A RELIGION. You can be wiccan or norse or believe in Celtic or Gaulish druidism, or one of hundreds of other things that have been called pagan throughout history, or you can be something new agey you're making up as you go along based on whims as they come to you, but I feel like if you call yourself Pagan you are probably keeping alive an insult that the original believers of the religion you're trying to follow would not have appreciated at all.

   In other news, a few years after the above narrative takes place, Valentinian ("the Last Great Roman Emperor") dies and his son Valentinian II has his power usurped by a "pagan" chief of the military. And around it goes.

Picture of the Day

Winged Athena
Roman ruins of Ephesus, near Selcuk, Turkey

And here's a kitten

(and in a continuing series of animals in ruins, a (emo?) snail, a (electric!) hornet, and a zombie.)