Kermit Gosnell’s House of Horrors: Instead of Giving Up on Life, I Thought I’d Try Writing About It

If you haven’t heard about Dr. Kermit Gosnell and his abortion clinic of horrors by now, all I can say is: get an Internet connection.

The mainstream media, for whatever reason, did its best to keep it quiet, but eventually social media called them out on it. (I usually roll my eyes when I hear the words “liberal bias,” but I’m starting to think I should take those words a bit more seriously.) The whole thing is just a horror story of filth and torture, and it’s definitely not for the weak of heart. Here’s a quick summary: beheadings by scissors, piles of rotting dead babies (with some live ones mixed in), feet preserved in jars.

If you really want to know more, you can go here (if you like to read), or here (if you prefer soundbites, pictures, and links to fluff pieces about ’90s pop culture). At the moment, I’m far too pissed off to write anything coherent, but I have to write something, so let me give you the following thoughts: Continue reading

Why “Traditional” Music is Actually Contemporary

In 2007, I was studying to become an intern for the campus ministry of the PCA (didn’t work out, it was terrible, ask me about it sometime). Only small pieces of the lectures I sat through have stuck with me, but there’s one snippet that’s been bouncing around in my head ever since: “You’re going to a new town,” he said. “You’ll be attending a new church. And you’ll be extremely disappointed with your new church because it won’t be like your old church. And you’ll be disappointed because you’ve grown up with this.”

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