You wake up, it's a beautiful day and you think to yourself, "I know, I'll go to a liturgical dance!" Resist that temptation, and go for a ride.
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| Goofing Off |
Liturgical Dance is goofy.
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| Horses Scorn Liturgical Dance |
Riding is not goofy, mostly.
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| Bad And Weird |
Liturgical Dance is bad.
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| Good Horse |
Riding is good.
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| Blasphemous Nonsense |
Liturgical Dance is blasphemous.
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| Don't go Liturgical Dancing, Fool |
Riding is not.
I hope this short educational post helps all of us to keep a better, more disciplined and holy Lent. Remember, when temptation strikes, as it so often does, don't go liturgical dancing! Go for a ride instead, it's better for mind, body and spirit.
That is all.
LSP
8 comments:
Here I was, all set to attend a liturgical dance event honoring Gia and watch a bunch of fat lesbians wearing comfortable shoes doing their thing, sweating like pigs as they work off those unwanted pounds, and you've talked me out of it.
I don't have horses at hand (and more's the pity) so I will take the grandkids to a Monster Truck Jam instead.
Thank God you saw the light, LL. And that's what this blog is about, providing sensible real-world solutions to life's problems and dilemmas.
Enjoy the Jam.
My wife watches "Bring It!" which features a studio in Jackson, MS called the Dancing Dolls. (And I have nowhere to retreat.) Last night, one of the story lines was about the head of the studio teaching her students a liturgical dance about the Crucifixion, for them to perform at a dance competition. I heard that, and just started shanking my head, muttering "No. No. No." Other storylines included one dancer's mom finally marrying her baby-daddy, after 18 years (?!?), so the other moms threw her a bachelorette party; and one dancer's father trying to put his foot down about his daughter learning these popular (read: vulgar) dance moves, preferring that she attend a ballet studio, but the girl and mom won out.
I was much relieved when the show ended and a rugby match came on. It wasn't completely wholesome, tho, as the commentator's mike picked up someone in the crowd shouting out "WTF are you doing???" a little after the twenty-minute mark. I looked over to the wife, who had an expression that she'd heard it too (she was in the Navy, I served in the State Guard, the red-headed stepchild of the Texas Military Forces, so we're not unfamiliar with using salty language), so it just surprised us for that to sneak past a mike with a delay of a few hours, plus editing, as we've never seen one of their halftime shows, however brief.
Keeping sinners like me on the straight and narrow path is your job.
Rugby's a tough sport, Mattexian. I used to play when I was a kid but didn't keep it up, unlike my brother who managed to do bad damage to his knees. As for a liturgical dance Calvary... well, that's bad damage too.
I try, LL. It isn't always easy.
Wasn't the "abomination of desolation" a reference to liturgical dance?
Oh yes, Infidel. Well spotted.
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