Just another couple people thinking for themselves.
For 63 years, Goshen College has refrained from playing the national anthem before sporting events because the song prioritizes war and allegiance to country over peaceful devotion to God. Sixty-three years ending this year.
I’m late to the party here, but I just spent almost an hour catching up on this group: a chorus of fifth graders from Staten Island, in a public school no less (how shocking! /snark), who thanks to exactly the kind of music teacher the schools need more of (and believe me, he’s not getting rich doing this) is producing some pretty amazing arrangements. They’ve been featured on Nightline, Good Morning America, and have had a bunch of celebs weigh in with their praise, all while fighting budget cuts and skeptics who wonder whether this is the “right kind of music”…but that’s not really important. What’s important is that, every once in a while, something comes along to remind us that there might be some hope for us after all.
In a recent episode of Handy Manny titled “Home Sweet Home,” a neighborhood child plays a dangerous game of duck, duck, goose called “nut, nut, bolt” with the tools (click on the episode title, watch or skip intro, and then click the scroll bar to -03:22 to see the abhorrent scene).
Hey, Hey, The Gang’s All Here, Krull and Kelp Kollide, Russ Goes Back to School, Immortality Is/Is Not Overrated, Baby Sea Cucumbers, Rack-O is Whack-O, Cash for Coal, and NAFTA Bartenders.
Part two of our video highlight series. In this extended clip, Russ desperately tries to explain why anyone should take a Universal Life Church degree seriously.
Honestly, if I knew it was this easy I would have bailed out halfway through my doctoral program and headed to Cologne. And I would have had to get my doctorate there at that point, cause I have a sneaking suspicion Brandeis wouldn’t have welcomed me with open arms on my return.
Last week, I earned a Doctorate of Immortality from the Universal Life Church. Already an ordained minister of the church at the fertile age of 21 (one of the few tens of millions), I decided to take the plunge and focus my studies on the infinite. Though happy to have returned to the corporeal world with my degree, I assure you that the trials of an Immortalist are not to be taken lightly.