Posted by MrTact on May 6, 2011 in
Uncategorized A friend of mine today posted “Got Christ?” as his Facebook status update. I immediately replied “Not yet, but we have men on the ground in Pakistan combing the countryside for him.” Shortly thereafter, I went in and deleted it.
Why? I decided that comparing Jesus to the world’s most notorious terrorist, no matter how hilarious, could be construed as offensive. Not to Christians at large, an issue I really don’t concern myself with overly–whatever you do, someone somewhere can find a way to take offense about it–but more directly to my friend. And the guy didn’t ASK for me to come in and snark all over his wall post. Although if you’re going to friend me on Facebook, it’s implicit in the contract.
On the flip side, I didn’t ask for any Christ in my Facebook stream either, although I really ought to expect it by now.
Bottom line, I had a chance to be a jerk to a friend of mine because we have differing beliefs, or to avoid saying something I thought was really funny. Ultimately I opted not to be a jerk, and I’m OK with that decision.
I just hope it doesn’t mean I’m becoming an accommodationist.
Posted by MrTact on May 5, 2011 in
weird There’s another Tim Keating. I know, you’re thinking, “We don’t know what the hell to do with the one we already got.” Alas, it’s true. He lives less than a mile from my house, as the crow flies. His birthday is one day different from mine (albeit he’s 16 years older than me). And he goes to the same dentist as me.
That’s important.
I had a teeth cleaning at 7:30 this morning, only I hadn’t gotten any calls or emails to remind me of the appointment. Strangely, I still managed to make it, a testament to my ever-accelerating slide into adulthood. I walked in and told the receptionist I had an appointment. She asked my name, and I told her, and then gave me an extremely peculiar look.
I stood there watching the office staff have a minor meltdown. I was very confused. Then finally it came out that the guy sitting in the reception area was the other Tim Keating, who had been put into their calendar by mistake, and had received my reminders.
It all worked out. We both got our teeth cleaned.
Seriously, if this shit happened in a movie, no one would believe it.