Saturday, December 20, 2008

Councilman Leviticus


I was swimming through some Chick Tracts earlier today, because I was bored and I'm a sucker for ridiculous, hyperbolic straw arguments with a multitude of footnotes. Here's one about the Ten Commandments (they're from the most proven book in history, you know). I especially like how bitter the teacher is. Chick tracts are a fun way to learn about all those pretty stories.

Exodus is good, with its ten plagues, and Genesis has that awesome story about Lot's daughters getting him drunk and having sex with him, but I always think of Leviticus whenever I read or hear people pointing to the bible to prove god or whatever, because it was obviously written by men, and usually with an axe to grind and terrible fear of women. It's like reading a Star Wars pop up book and then checking your bloodwork for midi-chlorians, or ecoding laws carved by a fiery shrubbery, discovered through E-meter or produced by an angel to be read from a hat.

It's just a bunch of rules about menus and property rights. It's like taking a bunch of county code, burying them for 1000 years and building a religion on that.

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