He’s right though…
Worshipping and celebrating a fictional Syrian immigrant who was a Roman soldier who later became venerated as a Christian martyr, whose parents were from a Greek background (his father Gerontius was a Roman army official from Cappadocia and his mother Polychronia was a Christian from Lydda in the Roman province of Syria), who legend says killed a dragon in Beirut, and then was himself later killed for believing in an imaginary God, does not make you patriotic.
It makes you sound like you should be locked in a padded cell.
Likewise; not worshipping said character doesn’t make you less patriotic. Be patriotic for what you have, what you are, and not because of a fictional character from a book.
What next?!? Burn the unpatriotic arse that doesn’t believe in Dr Who (also fictional, also defeated many monsters, also wasn’t English… and he’s died many times and come back again – that’s George AND Jesus)?
A friend’s partner is running the marathon for the RSPCA, so here’s an incredibly rare request from me to you animal lovers to sponsor her. When I say animal lovers, I don’t mean like Mohammed and his favourite goat…
My favourite animal is bacon, so I’m sponsoring her.
Think of all those cute kittens and puppies that will become filler for Ginsters Pasties if you don’t help 😉
But seriously, it’s for the animals (No boring sick or starving kids here – They can get there own bacon this time).
Kittens! Puppies! Foals! Chicks! Ahhhhh…. PIGLETS!
Now pay up, buttercup! (And thank you!).
Pretty narrow audience appeal today…
He took the ultimate sacrifice to resolve us from our sins.
Ultimate sacrifice? 2 days dead and then eternity in the promised land?
That’s like going to a restaurant on Thursday for a meal with your mates, getting food poisoning and having to be rushed to hospital on the Friday, then on Sunday the Restaurant calls to say they are sorry, and to make up for it they’re giving you lifetime compensation of a huge luxury yacht fleet, private helicopters and jets, an island in Barbados, with all expenses paid, servants and everything… you’ll never need for anything again…
And Heaven is infinitely better than that…
That Jesus… What a guy! What a sacrifice!
He wasn’t even dead long enough to bloat and fart… What’s the fun in that?