Posted on Friday, September 08, 2006 by Carl Trueman on Postcards from Palookaville

An interesting web phenomenon: Google.  Godlike in its ability to see into the nooks and crannies of each webpersons virtual life.  Omnipresent and omniscient.  But there is a way in which Google, even its mighty knowledge of the web, is not like God at all. 

Posted on Thursday, September 07, 2006 by Carl Trueman on Postcards from Palookaville

That's the problem with the capitalist system.  We're all implicated in the exploitation that is wage slavery.  I mean, after I take my 99% royalties, there's nothing left for the Walmart employee. And I'm offended they sell it so cheaply -- it's worth at least a week's wages; errmm, but, then again, this is Walmart.....

Posted on Wednesday, September 06, 2006 by Carl Trueman on Postcards from Palookaville

I've not got much time for blogging these days.  The discovery of VH1 Classic, with endless footage of greats such as Def Leppard (we are not worthy!) is proving a distraction.  I am, however, glad to see that the sleazy, reactionary, Blair administration in my homeland limps to its sorry conclusion.  The only sadness is that the woeful Mr Brown will probably take his place.  But such is the way with British politics.

Posted on Tuesday, August 29, 2006 by Carl Trueman on Postcards from Palookaville

I'm glad that, after months of peace on the blog, all my old enemies, from Tony `the Gent' to Del-Boy have re-emerged; and Justin seems to have joined them.  Et tu Brute? as they say in Dagenham.  But remember,That man who has no enemies has no honour.

Justin -- I know who you are and I know where you live; and, as you see from my itinerary, I have plenty of free time to hunt you down. 

Posted on Monday, August 28, 2006 by Carl Trueman on Postcards from Palookaville

Del, you need to remember that Lawrence of Arabia lost the entire first draft of `Seven Pillars of Wisdom' when he left it at Reading Station.   Compared to that literary tragedy, 15 chapters of `Great Achievements of the Welsh Nation' is hardly a loss -- just look at it as one less book to stick in the already overstocked `Fantasy' section of Barnes and Noble.  Every cloud has a silver lining.  Bonjour tristesse, no less.

Posted on Tuesday, August 01, 2006 by Carl Trueman on Postcards from Palookaville

Seeing Lig's piece on MTV reminded me of the Dire Straits track, `Money for Nothing.' Not Straits greatest work (for that, go to `Making Movies' or even the first album, `Dire Straits' with the brilliant `Sultans of Swing' and `Down to the Waterline' -- though Knopfler's latest album, with Emmylou Harris is also well worth a purchase). But `Money for Nothing' was interesting, and it had one of the greatest, chunkiest guitar openings in rock history  -- approaching `Gimme Shelter' by the Stones.

Posted on Thursday, July 13, 2006 by Carl Trueman on Postcards from Palookaville

Once again, I bring my friend and colleague, Al Groves, to the attention of readers of the Ref21 blog.  You should all check out the latest entries by his youngest daughter and his wife, both of whom give moving testimonies to the grace of Christ in the most trying of circumstances; and please, please pray.  http://www.algroves.info/

Posted on Wednesday, July 12, 2006 by Carl Trueman on Postcards from Palookaville

The People Against Irony Network wish to apologise for the offensive nature of the acronym of their old name.  They had not spotted the irony. They wish to stress that they did not wish to imply that humourless, non-ironic self-importance was a monoply of Lutheranism but is actually found in all denominations and brands of Christianity.  As a result, they have agreed to change their name in order to avoid silly acronyms and better express the inclusive, conversational, inter- if not post-denominational nature of their movement.  From now on they will be know as the National Ecumenical Council of Knowledgeable People Against Ironic Names.

Posted on Tuesday, July 11, 2006 by Carl Trueman on Postcards from Palookaville

As the seconds count down to Tony Pinnochio's deadline, I find my hope of rescue fading.  Seems the establishment at Ref21 have caved in to the vigorous campaign of the Association of Sensibly Sound People Against Irony Network to get rid of all wit and humour from the blog.  The bullet in the brain can be only days away.

Anyway, my trusty assistant , a kind of Igor to my Frankestein, sent this to me this morning:

Stick this on your next blog - this is from the latest Time Magazine (July 7, 2006) interview with Kathrine Jefferts Schori: Is belief in Jesus the only way to get to heaven?
"We who practice the Christian tradition understand him as our vehicle to the divine. But for us to assume that God could not act in other ways is, I think, to put God in an awfully small box."

God in a box?  Where have I heard that before?  You'd never guess who I had in the back of my cab the other day.....

Posted on Friday, July 07, 2006 by Carl Trueman on Postcards from Palookaville

Well, I can now add Jerry Lee Lewis to the arcane gnostic zones of knowledge which are inaccessible to me.  A correspondent warns me not to write about Jerry Lee Lewis, as one has to be from the South to understand him which, as the writer points out, I evidently am not.  So Jerry Lee joins the ranks of the NPP (unlike all of its fans, I have no advanced degree in New Testament, and I'm also as thick as a brick), almost any American sport you can mention (I appreciate skill, not just steroid-induced size, and I don't like too many goals/points whatever), the female mind (I'm from Mars, they are from Venus), and Friends (call me a hide-bound traditionalist, but I think comedy should be funny) as areas I am simply not capable of understanding.  In fact, I'm going to focus on what I do best: cab driving.  You know, mate, I 'ad that Athanasius in the back of my cab recently.  What a diamond bloke, ayy?  Say what you like about 'im, I say, but he knew his 'omoousions from his 'omoiousions.....