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NBC has a set of balls that would choke Jenna Jameson...

Hi all...God here again.

This little news story popped up on my desk and I thought it was too interesting to pass on commenting about.

Here's the skinny...

2 TV Stations Refuse To Air 'The Book Of Daniel'

TERRE HAUTE, Ind. -- Two stations are refusing to air NBC's new series, "The Book of Daniel," which debuts Friday.

On its Web site, WTWO in Terre Haute, Ind., said its decision is "due to e-mails and calls from viewers."

In addition, KARK-TV in Little Rock, Ark., has decided not to air the program.

"After careful consideration, watching the program and most importantly listening to our viewers and engaging them in dialogue, we have decided not to air the NBC program," read a statement on the KARK Web site.

"The Book of Daniel" is about an Episcopal priest with a drug-dealing daughter and two sons, one gay and the other promiscuous. The priest and his wife have substance abuse problems, and he's shown having regular chats with a hip, therapeutic Jesus.

The American Family Association's Don Wildmon predicts that viewer protests will prompt more stations to cancel the show.
"We are tired of NBC's anti-Christian bigotry," Wildmon said.

The WTWO general manager said he won't let the network "make unilateral decisions affecting our viewers."

Wow...NBC has either finally grown a set of balls or the guy in charge of programming has lost his fucking mind...to be honest I can't tell which one it is.

But I can understand why mainstream Christianity might be upset at the shows premise. I mean they don't want you to see a TV show about religion that's so steeped in reality.

But enough of that...let's examine the complaints against the show.

"'The Book of Daniel' is about an Episcopal priest with a drug-dealing daughter and two sons, one gay and the other promiscuous.'

Let me tell you a little about the children of clergy members...you think you had an oppressive upbringing and your Mom and Dad were unwilling to let you get out and experience life...you just don't know baby. "Preacher's Kids" are subverted and controlled from such an early age that when they finally let go they go completely nuts. The stories I could tell you about the sweet prechers daughter and her after-church activities. They're certainly make for interesting viewing. This is right on folks...there's no anti-christian bias here. This is simply a truthful phenomenon within a lot of extremely religious families.

And whether or not you want to believe it, homosexuality is a fucking fact of life. Of course homosexuals exist in religious families...religious families are made up of people just like you, and people just like you are gay. There's no stigma attached to it except by the folks who unfortunately think they speak for me. Let me ask you something seriously...if homosexuality was bad then why would I allow it to exist? Didn't I create the entire universe and everything in it? Can something exist in my universe unless I allow it? The answer's easy folks...no, it can't. Love is love...I hate to resort to a bumber sticker analogy but it's so apt that nothing else fits...Love is love. Come on, grow up humanity.

"The priest and his wife have substance abuse problems...'

Well of course they have problems...real, meaningful problems. Can you imagine having to deal with the things these people have to face every day? Even with an abiding and deep love of what they do it can be overwhelming to anyone. Do you honestly expect me to sit here and tell you that I don't get bummed out over some of the inane shit you folks do to each other. Is it any wonder some of the clergymen and women turn to things that can take the edge off their lives? Do you think we've got the rash of child molestation in the preisthood because these guys are well-adjusted and normal members of society? Wake up folks...that's not an easy gig. Whether you agree or believe or not...you have to admit...that's a tough way to make a living. Sometimes real people get involved with things that have consequences and the clergy are made up of real people.

...and he's shown having regular chats with a hip, therapeutic Jesus."

How shall I phrase this...I know. Hello! That's what Jesus was sent for...to be someone to look to in times of trouble. It's ok to redo the bible every 6 months to soften the "language" and make it more "accesible" but it's not ok to envision Jesus Christ as a more mainsteam figure? If Jesus can't relate to your problems then how is he supposed to offer any spiritual guidence to you?!?! Of course he's therapeutic...that's his whole job. Jesus is a heavenly Therapist.

"We are tired of NBC's anti-Christian bigotry,"

Anti-Christian bigotry? You consider showing the real lives, trials and tribulations of a moral, christian family to be "anti-christian"...what they're doing is showing people that for all your posturing and pontificating you're really just like everyone else. Isn't that what really bothers you?

That's what this is really all about folks. They're afraid of losing all the theological power and superiority over people who in actuality are just as fucked up and in need of help as they are.

Human desires and failings are the great equalizer...no matter how pious someone may act, they're confronted with the same base desires and temptations as anyone else.

The reason I made it that way was in the vain hope that they'd never think themselves above the people they're supposed to be reaching out to...but as I've already stated, they do anyway.

"The Book of Daniel", the show that christianity doesn't want you to see...pull up a chair and take a peek behind the curtain.

It'll do the theological community a world of good if everyone gets to see beyond their bullshit and into the eyes of the men and women themselves.

Isn't confession good for the soul?

The Devil Has A Name...Diablo II

We're going through a rough patch at the Jehovah household.

Satan, being the sneaky bastard that he is, has managed to infiltrate and seduce my wife into the hellish world that I call Diablo II...again.

It all started innocently enough, she and I were enjoying our days off at the end of December (notice that I don't say Christmas, mainly due to the fact that Christmas has about as much to do with me as Easter does to the undefeated 1972 Miami Dolphins) when she casually asks me...

"Honey...where are the Diablo CD's for our computers?"

I knew things were headed downhill almost immediately.

"Uh...I think they're in your office sugarpop...why are you looking for them?"

I held my breath and waited...please don't ask for them...please don't ask for them...

"Can you go see if you can find them? I think I might start playing on my laptop for awhile."

Damn you Satan...why can't you leave me the hell alone?!?!

Let me tell you about this guy Satan...or should I say Luci...yeah, that real name's not quite so scary is it? He thought "Luci" was too feminine sounding and the first thing he did when I asked him to leave was come up with some new names in order to sound more imposing and threatening...so "Luci" became "Lucifer". What a freakin' poser...seriously. You're an angel who dresses in white, carries around a stinkin' harp, is both male and female at the same time and loves Liberace. Well you're not fooling me "Satan", and if they rest of the Cosmos feels the need to fall for your cheap tricks and over the top theatrics then that's their business, but we both know about the time you hit your elbow on my golden throne and cried like a baby for 300 years. Yeah...I haven't forgotten, you big fuckin' baby.

So anyway, after I escorted Luci to the door he got all pissy and decided he was going to make my life as miserable as possible. But since he knew he had about as much power over me as Bill O'Reilly has over the American People he decided to be a real big badass and go after humanity. He knows I've got a softspot for you crazy little things and he also knows my deep and abiding love of liberty, individuality and the freedom of choice. He knew I wouldn't directly oppose the moronic stunts and ideals he would perpetrate on humanity because I'd be subverting the very ideals and dreams I'd built into each and everyone of you thereby pushing you further from me and closer towards him.

He knew (or thought he knew) that he'd basically have carté blanché to do whatever he liked...what he didn't expect (because I'm God, I make rules for breakfast you silly mofo) was my deployment of Jesus to Earth in order to give him a little competition. All's fair in love and war you satanic sissy.

But that's a different subject entirely...back to Diablo II.

Luci started getting involved with things that were "fun", things you all enjoyed doing...such as music, entertainment, etc. He basically took anything that you enjoyed doing and added his own unique influence to it.

How about an example? Sex is a prime example of what I'm talking about. Sure it was a population enhancing tool but it was also damn fun...I made sure that everyone would have a good time. Guys and girls could have fun with other guys and girls and there was nothing but fun to be had. But then Luci started adding all these variations...animals, dead bodies, insects, rape, incest...the list goes on and on. I can't tell you how distressing it is to see some of the stuff Luci came up with in practice.

I mean Brittney Spears and Kevin Federline? Dude...that's just wrong.

So Luci started gaining footholds in all the entertainment media which eventually included video games. He even thought it was funny to help develop a game called Diablo for PC and Macintosh. I'm not laughing you unoriginal bastard.

Now, humanity loved the hell out of the game Diablo but so did my wife who was the true and intended target of the insidiousness known as Diablo. She took to it like a duck takes to water.

So now, every 6 months or so my house is filled with clacking of her keyboard and the innumerable and incessent grunts and groans of little demons as she methodically slaughters them into the wee hours of the night. To make matters worse she's loaded the stinkin' thing onto her laptop which she can play while sitting in bed...the same bed that a certain omnipotent deity is trying to get some well deserved sleep.

So you've all been wondering why we've had 27 hurricanes this year, which sets a new meteorological record? Let me break it down for you...

That's right...Diablo.

I cannot wait until I get my hands on that scrawny little satanic neck of his...I'm sooo pissed.