Why Some Folks Prefer to Have a Monkey for a Grandfather

March 8, 2010

Furry Ancestors More Likable than Grumpy Christians?

The problem with much of the church is, that it causes much of the rest of mankind to prefer to seek
not only the company, but even relation with the animal world over stiff, self-righteous and dogmatic
human behavior, as is portrayed vividly by the statement of the evolutionist Joseph Hooker (one of
Darwin’s associates) during a scientific debate at Oxford University in 1860, regarding his opponent,
Bishop Samuel Wilberforce: “I would rather have a monkey for a grandfather than such a man as
this!”
As long as Christians make the rest of the world run to the jungle for solace and the smallest trace of
kindness to be found, we will always have bad cards. The greatest tragedy about all this is the fact that
Jesus was actually leading the way into that jungle of the basic needs of humanity, but that over the
centuries, His followers largely preferred to walk in the footsteps of His enemies, the self-righteous
religious Scribes and Pharisees, who were ultimately responsible for His death (since the worldly
Governor Pilate would have gladly preferred to let Him go).
I’m not writing this in order to repeatedly wave my finger at the churches, but because I still catch
myself occasionally displaying Pharisaical behavior toward others with different views and opinions
than my own, and if it happens to me, as unorthodox, non-traditional, anti-ritual and marginalized a
believer as I am, then I can only figure that woe is us, if we all have such difficulties to really live the
essence of what our God stands for (namely love), and keep falling into the traps of the old school of
self-righteous religiosity.
Much of the point I’m trying to make throughout this blog is that we, Christians, have to radically
adapt our act and behavior toward the rest of the world, if we want to stand a chance to survive what’s
coming at us.
We need to learn to love our enemies, as Jesus said, instead of killing them.
Otherwise, history will expose the whole lot of us as hypocrites, which has already happened to a lot
of our “brethren” from all sorts of denominations throughout time…
We’ve got to become real and the Real Thing, and start developing a taste for the truth, instead of
joining the rest of the Corporate World climbing up its ladder in which each step is a lie that promises
us another advantage over our competitors.
We need to learn that Jesus wasn’t here to start a business. At least none in which we were supposed
to try to outsmart and out-finance each other. We are in a competition, alright, but for souls, not for
money, and the guy we’re supposedly competing against, is unfortunately sitting right in our living
rooms most of the time, instead of hiding out in the desert sand where we suspect him.
We’re not going to lick the Devil with his own weapons. A lie was never an efficient cure for another
lie.
Lies are the weapons of our opponent that enable him to keep us all hanging in cages above a pitch
black bottomless abyss while dwelling in the illusion that we’re soaring into a blue sky of freedom
with puffy white clouds, birds a-chirping and Britney Spears singing “Somewhere Over the Rainbow”
in a school uniform with an extra short skirt.
The only remedy we’ve got against the global pandemic addiction to Satan’s lies is the truth.
And unless we’re willing to change our diet from blue pills to red, we’re not seriously going to free
anyone else, either, but just offer them another cage, another little matrix based on lies with a little bit
of truth mixed in for sugar-coating.
Yes, that red pill is going to be bitter. It may even cause you to throw up in the process and shock the
hell out of you.
But it’s also the only real alternative to the abyss, the emptiness, and the label that is going to stick
with us to some extent possibly for the rest of eternity, if we don’t choose truth: “Hypocrite!”