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Kopp Disclosure
(John 3:19-21)
@#$%
For everyone who scoffed at
my predictions for Election 2008 in
KD(I),
I'd like to draw your attention back to my refrain repeated
ad nauseum not long after Thanksgiving and through
the closing curtain for Belicheating Boston's
Patriots righteous loss to the New York
Giants in Super Bowl XLII: "Eli's Coming!"
Parenthetically,
chip-off-the-old-block Hank Steinbrenner got it right while
scorning that absurd notion of some kind of "Red Sox Nation"
in Uncle Sam's neighborhood: "What a bunch of _____ that
is. That was a creation of the Red Sox and ESPN, which is
filled with Red Sox fans...Go anywhere in America, and you
won't see Red Sox hats and jackets; you'll see Yankee hats
and jackets. This is a Yankee country. We're going to put
the Yankees back on top and restore the universe to order."
"Preach on!"
C'mon, America! The Yankees
are a metaphor for the good old USA - free enterprise,
excellence, and, uh, buying the best.
If you hate the Yankees, you
must be one of those communists, socialists, or something
else un-American.
Here's another parenthesis.
If you come into my study,
you'll find all kinds of Yankee memorabilia. I've even got
a personalized ball signed by Jim "Catfish" Hunter who
started the whole free-agency-capitalism-at-its-finest
thing.
Sure, being in Chicagoland,
I've got some Cubs, Bears, and White Sox stuff - a kind of
freewill offering to congregants.
But if I got up in the
pulpit and pretended to be anything other than a Yankees,
Giants, Knicks, Nets, Rangers, Islanders, Broadway, or Rudy
fan akin to some mainline clergy who have abandoned Jesus in
their practical lives and ministries yet still punctuate an
occasional prayer with His name like saying they'll have
fries with their Whopper, folks wouldn't trust whatever I
said.
It's like when I was
studying in Germany in the 70s. Wolfgang Lowe, a Marxist
teaching something remotely related to Christianity, put it
this way when I tried to suck up to him to get good grades
by quoting Karl in a paper, "Listen, Mr. Kopp. I know
you're going to be a pastor or seminary professor. I know
you're a Christian; so why don't you stop talking like a
Marxist and start talking like a Christian? If you don't
stop talking like a Marxist and starting talking like a
Christian, I won't be able to trust anything that you're
saying."
Hello,
mainline denominations in America!
Which brings me to HRC and
her would-be predecessor and purported roomie WJC.
Anyone growing up in the 60s
knew WJC has integrity issues as soon as he said, "Yeah, I
smoked but didn't inhale."
And when HRC took a Yankee
hat out of her carpetbag to take a bite out of the Big
Apple's balloting in her first unfortunately successful
Senate campaign by claiming to be a fan after growing up in
Chicago where all Cubs and a few White Sox fans are as rabid
as those of us dressed in pinstripes, you began to
understand the compatibility quotient in her new age
marriage to WJC.
Sure to horrify my friends
on the left and right, this is my way of saying I won't lose
too much sleep if JM or BHO win in November; for while I
disagree with 'em on many issues, I trust they believe what
they say they believe and will behave accordingly. I have
no problems with anyone who disagrees with me on anything;
but I don't trust people who agree with the last person
they've talked to (or ended sentences with prepositions).
Or as I tell congregants and colleagues, we can disagree on
everything and everyone but Jesus in His Church. For
fundamentalists from the left or right who disdain that last
sentence, please try to remember there's only one
qualification for getting in in the end; and that's
why we call Him our, uh, Savior (go to your favorite Bible
right now and underline Acts 4:12; 16:30-31).
Whenever I listen to HRC
flip-flop around and attack the veracity of JM or BHO, I
scream in the privacy of my mind, "Liar, liar, pants on
fire!"
Go Yankees!
@#$%
Blessings and Love!
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