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Be careful of what you wish for.
Jul. 27th, 2007 09:34 amI dodn't know what it is about harsh weather but it really does pull the fruitcakes out of the woodwork, as the recent heavy rain and flooding in these parts indicates.
First up, we had the Bishop of Swansea claiming that the severe flooding in Sheffield and Hull was a judgement from God on a homosexuality-friendly society. Now, I don't know about you but I can't help but feel that calling everyone in Yorkshire a puff isn't just a bit off, but could be construed as being downright stupid given what usually happens in the immediate aftermath of the question "Are you calling me a puff?". Surely if God had taken against homosexuality and permissiveness to the extent of using divine power to indicate displeasure, then Brighton would have been swallowed up by a tsunami, Soho would have vanished through a crack in the earth to Hell, and whoever owns Gaydar would have been turned into a pillar of salt.
Then we have the Pagans and their reaction to the depiction of Homer Simpson next to the Cerne Abbas giant. Reacting to a silly piece of film promotion with the sort of sense of humour failure we normally associate with Abu Hamza, Richard Dawkins or indeed the Bishop of Swansea the Wessex branch of the Pagan Federation stated last week that they would be carrying out some 'rain magic' to wash the water-soluble Homer away.
That was last week; since then we've had the worst rainfall in the south of England for thirty years, but Homer is still there.
However, a bit of research indicates that the Wessex branch of the Pagan federation is based in Gloucester, which is currently under three feet of water.
I think the irony of this is just priceless.
When it comes to humour, though, the last word on the subject, as usual, goes to b3ta
First up, we had the Bishop of Swansea claiming that the severe flooding in Sheffield and Hull was a judgement from God on a homosexuality-friendly society. Now, I don't know about you but I can't help but feel that calling everyone in Yorkshire a puff isn't just a bit off, but could be construed as being downright stupid given what usually happens in the immediate aftermath of the question "Are you calling me a puff?". Surely if God had taken against homosexuality and permissiveness to the extent of using divine power to indicate displeasure, then Brighton would have been swallowed up by a tsunami, Soho would have vanished through a crack in the earth to Hell, and whoever owns Gaydar would have been turned into a pillar of salt.
Then we have the Pagans and their reaction to the depiction of Homer Simpson next to the Cerne Abbas giant. Reacting to a silly piece of film promotion with the sort of sense of humour failure we normally associate with Abu Hamza, Richard Dawkins or indeed the Bishop of Swansea the Wessex branch of the Pagan Federation stated last week that they would be carrying out some 'rain magic' to wash the water-soluble Homer away.
That was last week; since then we've had the worst rainfall in the south of England for thirty years, but Homer is still there.
However, a bit of research indicates that the Wessex branch of the Pagan federation is based in Gloucester, which is currently under three feet of water.
I think the irony of this is just priceless.
When it comes to humour, though, the last word on the subject, as usual, goes to b3ta
