Ray Comfort |
God-botter extraordinaire Ray Comfort recently visited a mall and was so unimpressed by the boringly grotesque appearance of kids these days that he took to his blog to describe how they’re a sign of the coming moral apocalypse (or something):
In front of me was a mother and son. She was kindly buying a music CD for her boy. He was about 15 years old—the age where peer pressure, music, and fashion are strongly influential in his search for identity. It was evident that he was finding it, with his effeminate-look, weird hairstyle and his earrings. He was typical of millions.
Oh noes, effeminate-looking hair and weird earrings? Clearly, this is a kid who’s lost his way in life.
As we walked through the mall, I saw another youth. This one was wearing a T-shirt with a picture of two pretty girls kissing each other on the lips. Nothing unusual there.
Yet somehow notable enough for you to feel the need to point out how wrong it is. For some reason. (Oh, wait – it’s because of that part in the Bible where God said that “thou shalt not lay thy lips upon the lips of another girl if thou also beith a girl”, right?)
When I exited the mall I heard the familiar sound of booming rap music, thoroughly laced with what we now comfortably call the “F-bomb.” It was an uneventful day at the mall.
Fear the …! Wait, actually, I hate that crap, too. Not because it’s overly profane or another sign of the impending doom of an increasingly godless humanity, but because it’s just a bad excuse for music.
Of course, the solution to all this is obvious: Ray Comfort should stay away from malls from now on.
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