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On Repentance: The B.T.K. Killer & Steven Sitler

A Corruption of Justice Primer

“A repentant man who had done these things would evidence his repentance in his whole-hearted desire to be executed. . . . If he does not do these things, if his declared repentance is only an emotional sorrow that does not bear the marks of true repentance, then he should be excommunicated from his church.” —Douglas Wilson

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“The whole point is to shock and insult those who don’t know that they are being played.”

Anyone who has not seen people getting their essential kicks out of offending white bread suburbanites really needs to get out more. Rap artists do it with what I shall call the enword, and homos do it with the effword, but they are all junior high boys wanting to startle the cute girls into a shocked round of giggling. The rap artist wants to be a bad ass, and the catamite wants an ass that is bad, but it all amounts to the same thing.

Imagine a hipster washed up on a desert island — no scope for irony at all. Imagine Lady Gaga washed up on a desert island — how long do you think those outfits would last? Imagine Miley Cyrus washed up on a desert island — think she would be dancing up and down the beach with that foam finger? No. The whole point is to shock and insult those who don’t know that they are being played. Take that away and the whole game collapses.
Douglas Wilson

Just Like His Pastor

A Corruption of Justice Primer

“Violence covers the mouth of the wicked.” — Proverbs 10:6 Continue reading →

A Trip for Two to Scotland

“It’ll be spendy — north of $10,000”

You get more of what you subsidize and less of what you penalize. Continue reading →

“An Apology for Feminine Modesty” Projection

We also have to deal with the young man who needs to get a life. There is a type of young man who falls in love with the models in a Sears catalog. He has his sensibilities affronted by the fact that young women are built differently. He thinks women immodest simply because they bother him, but what he doesn’t know is that he is a piece of work.
Douglas Wilson

“Boobquake and the Meaning of History”

My point is that jiggling your boobs for a YouTube clip is a response to an ignorant Muslim that works equally well as a response to the apostle Peter, which is to say, not at all.
Douglas Wilson

“Just Plain Greasy”

And the Roman Polanski affair is beyond creepy. All of Hollywood — including Woody Allen, who should have thought about it some more before lending his support — has come out in support of the talented perv.

The problem in these situations is not the individual hypocrisy or the individual capacity for sin and deception. I mean, as far as that is concerned, welcome to earth. The problem is the full-throated and open support for these men from a sub-culture that had previously raised moralistic posturing and ethical preening in front of the mirror to an art form.

In short, our entertainment culture is openly and unabashedly . . . greasy.
Douglas Wilson

“Bottle Blondisity”

Next time you are in a grocery store check out line check out (no, I don’t mean check out) the partially dressed female on the cover of the nearest women’s magazine, the kind my kids call a day-old doughnut. Right, the one with the fake bake tan, the abs of a sixteen-year-old boy, the boobs of a wet nurse, and the knock-your-eye out bottle blondisity. The one who was assembled by an ironic and detached photo shop gay guy the same way your kids play with Mr. Potato Head. Oh, and she also has cancer, non-operable and, more to the point, non-photographable. We can therefore afford to overlook that part.
Douglas Wilson

The Fixated Pedophile

And His Fixated Pastor

“To be really clear about this — I conducted the wedding and would do so again next week. So this is not one of those things where I wish I hadn’t done that.” — Douglas Wilson Continue reading →

“Not That Simple”

Not That Simple

‘Bloom implies that all popular music “has the beat of sexual intercourse.” Taking exactly the same view, Steven Tyler of the hard rock band Aerosmith boasts: “It’s rhythm and blues, its twos and fours, it’s f***ing.” In general, neither friend nor foe acknowledges that the monotonous beat of hard rock (and, indeed, of much rap) is a travesty of the rich, tireless, complicated rhytms of Afro-American music at its best. All I can say to such people is, if the rhythms of good jazz, funk, blues, or gospel remind you of sexual intercourse, then — well, my hat’s off to you’ (Martha Bayles, Hole in our Soul, p. 11).
Douglas Wilson

Recap: How we got to this point

For those just joining us

Moscow, Idaho — Where they discipline honorable members and they send unrepentant felons on missionary journeys. Continue reading →

On Irony

A Corruption of Justice Primer

Mr. Wilson assures his readers that the CREC Review Committee intends to deliver the kind of justice that he and Mr. Booth advocated in their phony book. The irony, I am sure, is lost on him.

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