Because your pastor doesn’t have anything better to do…
So I was reading boingboing this morning, only to see the insanity going on there. Aparently a child saw a ad for a new Barney movie, only it wasn’t (it was a defaced sign with a reference to Barney’s nether regions.) The father wrote into the local paper decrying this act… well in words that are best his (from the editorial):
“Look, Daddy, a Barney movie!” I couldn’t see it, so she guided my eyes to the vulgar obscenity arranged there on the sign. “Look! Up there! Barney’s p***s!” I was shocked when I saw the words arranged on the sign. I quickly averted her eyes and escorted her into the store.
Since then, she has not stopped mentioning Barney’s p***s. This has shaken the bedrock of our family. I made an emergency call to our church’s pastor about this bombshell in my daughter’s life and he is unsure how it will affect her future.
This sort of sick joke is typical of unlawful teenagers across the country, but I just didn’t think the little town of Fallbrook was home to such hoodlums. I am frightened for my daughter’s future; she won’t stop bringing up this horrible movie title! I would like Daniel’s Market to apologize for traumatizing my daughter, and I would like the pranksters to know just how vile their criminal act was.
So of course, like a good god-fearing man he calls his pastor about this… as AN EMERGENCY and the pastor, who aparently is taking quotes from the politician playbook, gives a non-answer. I fear that the party most traumatized by this sign is the father. I don’t have kids myself, but I was blessed because my parents made sure that I never felt sexuality was dirty or wrong, but rather a fact of life. The proper names for body parts never carried a stigma – because anything “secret” or “forbidden” immediately has power. The father has allowed this to have far more power in his life – “christian morals” will never make up for Christ’s power and freedom. Bondage to fears and the unknown are something that Christ comes to conquer, but sadly we are a meek (in the bad way) imitation of Christ.