1. There’s a reason I haven’t read anything on Patheos in at least 2 years.
2. I can’t help but giggle every time someone uses the term “fascist” to mean any authoritarian ideology that they don’t like. (see also: #6)
3. Hyperbole, when not used in the context of satire, is usually the most desperate strategy of those with nothing particularly interesting or compelling to say. Even worse than personal attacks – anyone can make a reasonable ad hominem.
4. I will probably have developed the most beautifully unrecognizable devotional practice when we finally get our asses out if the city and onto some land and into a house that will probably not even have running water. It will be spectacular. “UPG Acres”, we’ll call it. “Now with 95% less internet!”
5. If knowing how to interact with other polytheists comes at the price of having to keep up with the drama, then count me out.
6. I may be political, and I may be pious, but hot damn somebody shoot me the day I become humorless. I laugh so often and so heartily that I think our neighbors must be jealous of us. Quiet contemplation and lessons from St. Francis nonwithstanding, I have no time for people who cannot see the absurd in everything. (Maybe I’d make a good Dionysian?)
Ironically enough, it was Dver that made me realize that there was a brouhaha going on to begin with beyond the now-rote “Gods v politics” snorefest that’s been gripping the pagan blogosphere for some months now. D’oh!