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Anders Breivik’s Murders to Become Stage Musical! They Have Officially Run Out of Ideas!

Will it be thumbs up or thumbs down for "The Events"?

Will it be thumbs up or thumbs down for “The Events”?

Well, it was only a matter of time before some Andrew Lloyd Dimwit decided that the mass slaughter of innocents deserved its own show-stopping tunes!

One of Britain’s acclaimed writers for the stage, David Greig, has created a musical show based on the murders in Norway committed in 2011 by Anders Breivik.

Greig, who has also written the book for the new Sam Mendes film musical of Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, researched the project on Utøya island and in Oslo, visiting the country with the director Ramin Gray three months after the atrocity that saw the lone killer end the lives of 77 people.

Called The Events, the show examines the limits of human empathy and will be premiered this summer at Edinburgh’s Traverse Theatre, before it travels to London for a run at the Young Vic.

“I was most interested in how Norwegian society was feeling,” said Greig this weekend. “Oslo is not a huge city and everybody pretty much knows everybody else, so almost everyone we spoke to had been affected. Some people asked us not to write or talk about Breivik. I am not at all certain whether we give him a victory by ignoring him or trying to understand him. That is what I wanted to question.”

How about a documentary that investigates contemporary Norwegian society, culture, mores? Why did it have to have a cast album?

 

CT’s 50 Most Evangelical Christian Women

So Christianity Today tasked “key leaders” to name “Christian women [who] are most profoundly shaping the evangelical church and North American society.”

Among the chosen few:

  • Sarah Palin
  • Michelle Bachmann
  • Rachel Held Evans
  • Joyce Meyer
  • Roma Downey, actress
  • Katharine Hayhoe, an atmospheric scientist, political science professor, the director of the Climate Science Center at Texas Tech University, and CEO of atmos Research, a scientific consulting group
  • Marilynne Robinson, novelist, Housekeeping, Gilead
  • Lauren Winner, professor of spirituality at Duke, author (and a former Beliefnet colleague of mine)
  • Elisabeth Elliot, daughter of a martyred missionary and sister of Thomas Howard, who famously converted to Catholicism (see Evangelical Is Not Enough)
  • Jean Bethke Elshtain, political philosopher who gave the Erasmus Lecture a couple of weeks ago for the Institute on Religion and Public Life, which publishes First Things
  • Katherine Leary Alsdorf, founder and executive director of Redeemer Presbyterian Church’s Center for Faith and Work in New York City
  • Joni Eareckson Tada
  • Beth Moore

and college presidents, scholars, crusaders, and athletes — a pretty remarkable and diverse group, frankly.

I’ll leave it to my evangelical readers to determine whether they think the list makes sense. Remember, the criterion seems to be “shaping the evangelical church.”

Not for nothing, but why Roma Downey and not Patricia Heaton?

Also, isn’t Jean Bethke Elshtain Lutheran, or was that just her family background? If she is, why is she evangelical enough for the list, but Mollie Hemingway, a former columnist for CT and a top-notch religion reporter (and editor), is not?

As usual, Lutherans need their own list.

 
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Posted by on October 21, 2012 in It's Not Personal Only Business

 

Sally Quinn Blames Christians for Atheist Rage. Or Something Like That.

From the people who brought you the soft pretzel.

Ms. Quinn writes on religion, apparently. I have only gleaned the occasional graf from her work, enough to know that she is in unfamiliar territory and can’t help but condescend even as she pretends to understand. But this piece on the hate mail she receives from atheists is, if not enlightening exactly, at least interesting. (Which is to say, if you can’t inform, at least entertain.)

I believe, sadly, that religion plays a huge roll in political campaigns. Republicans use the dog whistle of God every chance they get.  Romney uses it, though he must be careful as a Mormon, because so many evangelicals do not believe Mormons are Christians.  But depressing and un-American as it may be, one’s faith continues to make a big difference in how people view candidates.

Obama is a declared Christian and — as I pointed out — he makes it clear as often as he can. He is also a politician who is facing a tight race in which religion could determine who wins.

It would be to his political advantage to mention his faith.   He doesn’t have to pander. But he could let those voters, some 85 percent as I have mentioned, know that he shares in their beliefs.

I hope that this will not be as important four years from now. But it is important today .

Reaction to my post was interesting, indeed.

The response I received from atheists, agnostics and humanists rivaled some of the most hateful, vicious and ad hominem mail I receive when Christians are inflamed by my comments. They don’t just say they disagree with me. They say they hope I burn in hell.  One of the more imaginative ones said he hoped my car turned over, the gas tank exploded and I would burn up and go to hell.

But atheists! Agnostics! Humanists! Where did all this rage come from?  They’ve taken a page from the Christians.

Really? They needed Christians to teach them to hate? Give the poor atheists a little credit. I am perfectly willing to accept that atheists are bright enough to learn at least that without the aid of Christian pedagogy. After all, as J. Budziszewski has shown us, there are things we simply can’t not know.

And didn’t it intrigue her just a little that atheists would be consigning her to hell? Perhaps they were just being ironic and she missed it.

(Oh, and I think more than just evangelicals question whether Latter-day Saints are Christians in the traditional and creedal sense, but that’s another quibble.)

Quinn goes on to say that she doesn’t receive the kinds of hateful responses from Muslims, Hindus, and Buddhists that she receives from atheists and Christians.I was shocked to hear this. I would have thought that those blistering What’s the matter with those flipping Buddhist? columns of hers would have inspired a self-immolation or two. Obviously I’m mistaken.

Now I don’t doubt that Christians write nasty stuff to her. Christians have been in the nasty-stuff-writing business for 2,000 years, ever since St. Graffito of Milan wrote “Diocletian Sucks” on a vomitorium wall. I almost shot her an e-mail once, but I couldn’t think of a word that rhymed with ordinary.

Which is not to say that Quinn has nothing to contribute to the world of opinion journalism. If you look up “Sally Quinn Quotes” you will find:

Most of the people who live in Washington come from other places and you can learn something from them.

Every poll shows that most journalists are Democrats.

and my favorite:

I had cottage cheese for lunch and a glass of wine when I got home tonight.

(To be fair, such banal commentary could be culled from even even Samuel Johnson’s work if someone wanted to make him look silly. The question is, why would someone want to make Sally Quinn look silly?)

Now I know I’m in over my head here. After all, I’m not talented enough to write for the Washington Post, and Quinn is, and so I can only come across as another Net gnat to be swatted away. But I do wonder why some people enter cage matches armed only with an upturned nose and then complain that those around them smell.

 

Iran Attacks Chase, BOA websites: ‘Ugliest Designs We Have Ever Seen, and You Call That User-Friendly?’

“Trying to find Iran on Apple Maps…wait for it…wait for it…got it…no, I think that’s Pittsburgh…”

So, according to “national security officials,” who could be anybody, including the guy who stands watch over the bins outside the Dollar Store, Iran is waging cyberwar against Bank of America and JPMorgan Chase.

National security officials told NBC News that the continuing cyber attacks this week that slowed the websites of JPMorgan Chase and Bank of America are being carried out by the government of Iran. One of those sources said the claim by hackers that the attacks were prompted by the online video mocking the Prophet Muhammad is just a cover story.

A group of purported hackers in the Middle East has claimed credit for problems at the websites of both banks, citing the online video mocking the founder of Islam. One security source called that statement “a cover” for the Iranian government’s operations.

The attack is described by one source, a former U.S. official familiar with the attacks, as being “significant and ongoing” and looking to cause “functional and significant damage.” Also, one source suggested the attacks were in response to U.S. sanctions on Iranian banks.

The consumer banking website of Bank of America was unavailable to some customers on Tuesday, and JPMorgan Chase on Wednesday had the same problems, which multiple sources linked to a denial-of-service attack, in which a website is bogged down by a large number of requests. A Chase spokesman said Wednesday that the consumer site was intermittently unavailable to some customers, but did not acknowledge then that there was an attack. On Thursday, Chase said slowness continued but was resolved by late afternoon Eastern Time. Bank of America acknowledged on Tuesday that its site had experienced slowness, but would not say what caused it.

Senior U.S. officials acknowledge that Iranian attacks have been the subject of intense interest by U.S. intelligence for several weeks.

I love that they’re showing an interest. Obviously means they care. Would be nice if they now added some “effort” to their “interest” before I lose the very special .00001% interest I’m earning on my savings. And by effort I don’t mean a strongly worded e-mail to the editor of the Iranian Time‘s “Your Turn” column.

 

What Patrick Stewart and I Have in Common

“Please, please let them come now, and I’ll never ask for anything ever again…please, please let them come now…”

Not since the Third Punic War has anyone or anything experienced the red hot burning hatred that Patrick Stewart and I have for …. Time Warner Cable.

It seems that Mr. Stewart—Captain Picard and Professor Charles “X”avier, for those of you who are blanking—moved to Park Slope, Brooklyn, which was my hood for 10 months, when I was first married, until I ran screaming back to Midtown Manhattan. (Don’t buy the hype about Brooklyn. It’s Queens with beachfront property and no baseball stadium.)

The TV, film, and theater star also made the mistake many New Yorkers are forced to make: he chose Time Warner Cable for his cable provider. (Whether you have another viable option depends on where exactly in the five boroughs you live.)

He tweeted on September 13: ‘All I wanted to do was set up a new account with (Time Warner Cable) but 36hrs later I’ve lost the will to live,’ the actor tweeted. …

According to the New York Post, Stewart’s former Star Trek co-star LeVar Burton chimed in, tweeting a sympathetic: ‘Been there.’

Time Warner, which is notorious for long wait times and poor customer service, responded back on Twitter. ‘How can we assist you?’ they asked on their help handle.

But it was too late for Stewart, who replied via Twitter: ‘If that question had been asked at any time in the last 36 hours it would have been of value. But now…’

Fortunately, when I left New York, I left Time Warner behind. No more waiting and waiting and waiting for reps who never show, or say they “called” to confirm you were home and, when no one answered because you happened to be getting the mail, canceled your appointment—which you took the day off from work to keep.

I now have Verizon Fios. Not only did the rep show when he said he would, he actually asked me if I wanted him to come back later in the day to make sure everything was in proper working order.

I told him that was creepy and chased him out of the house.

There’s such a thing as being too nice.

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The Movie Theater Empire Strikes Back! Super Soda Ban Will Not Stand!

Things go better with a Coke, especially before 1902.

So Nanny Bloomberg got his supersize-soda-pop ban passed in New York yesterday: 16 ounces is the max size of any cup or bottle of soda sold—but only in restaurants, workplace cafeterias, and theaters.

Health “experts” may think this wise (most of whom have the BMI of a Buick), but one business whose business depends on oversize junky everything couldn’t care less: theater chains.

Robert Sunshine, executive director of the National Association of Theater Owners’ New York State operation, says his group is “opposed to anyone telling us what we can eat and what we can drink.” Concessions account for more than 25% of a typical theater’s revenues, according to SNL Kagan estimates. If the ban takes effect then “somewhere along the line the profit will have to be made up,” Sunshine says. “It’s going to have a tremendous impact.”

Mr. Sunshine is determined to rain on Bloomy’s parade. Good for him! While I am not a soda drinker myself (my beverage of choice is cappuccino, which I make while sitting in my theater seat, along with a nice baked ziti and a little fried zucchini), I hail the executive director’s moxie, and I don’t hail often, because cabs often assume I’m homeless, what with my naturally destitute and vacant stare, which I believe is owing to all that caffeine.

Carbonated-beverage consumers of the world unite! You have nothing to lose but your teeth! And possibly your gall bladder! But I hear you can get by without one! So there’s nothing to fear on that front!

 

‘Writer’ Makes Sincere Case for More Sarcasm. Which Is Ironic, No?

After reading this plea for more snark, which reads more like a plea for an intervention of some kind, I am considering giving up the sarcasm business for good. I mean:

I am happy to say that I was barraged with sarcasm during my formative years. My teachers specialized in subtle-but-withering verbal assaults. Many incidents spring to mind: After jackhammering my way through an entire page of Ulysses in a robotic monotone—how was I supposed to know that James Joyce expected the reader to insert the lilts, pauses, and commas intuitively?—my English teacher announced that he was overcome by the “sensitivity” of my reading and would need to “nip out for a fag” in order to compose himself. While the entire class roared with laughter, I flinched and cringed. But I eventually recovered. Better to be verbally humiliated than whacked upside the head, an outcome that was also on offer, and the benefits of which will doubtless be the subject of some future column.

My home life, I am happy to report, was equally sarcasm-riddled and sincerity-free. When I began to embrace the satins and velvets of glam rock, my parents began pointedly tracking the movements of any traveling circuses and keeping me posted on their whereabouts.

Pops and Mamma saved their best sarcasm for each other, often after drinking vats of homemade sloe gin. Like many dudes of his generation, my dad had a tendency to treat his kids, the fruit of his loins, like some random encumbrance that fate had been seen fit to inflict upon him. My mum was quick to nip this line of thinking in the bud with a little gin-fueled faux-gratitude: “It really was so good of you to take me in off the street, especially with these two children in tow. Have I ever thanked you formally?”

Well, that must have been a hell on earth.

I’m happy to say I was not barraged with sarcasm during my formative years. I attribute that to the fact that the lives of most of the working-class folk who comprised my world were simply too prosaic and exhausting, and afforded them neither the necessary ironic distance nor the vocabulary nor the energy to sneer properly at the hypocrisies and absurdities of their circumstances. (Which is to say, if they wanted to put someone in his place, they simply called him an idiot or an ass and left it at that.)

Plus, I think my parents, in fact most of the adults I knew, would have thought it cruel to do to kids, even if it were in them to begin with. (One teacher I remember who did have a penchant for putting students in their place with fits of sarcasm usually picked on kids who were emotionally or psychologically on the ragged edge already, and so succeeded only in reducing them to tears. He eventually uprooted his family and became a lay missionary in Africa. We were very happy. That he was far away. We pitied the Africans. Who no doubt immediately converted to Islam.)

But back to our story: What Mr. Doonan does not seem to understand (or perhaps he does and is merely having us on) is that inhabiting a world of would-be wits dripping with sarcasm, such that no lobster bib in the world could sop up the overflow, is like having everyone scream at you all day long.After a while, you go deaf to what they are saying. And do whatever is in your power to keep a safe distance away.

Which is why even I take a break from this every once in a while…

P.S. I think if you have a bent to express yourself in this way, you should strive to punch above your weight class: aim at those people or institutions in the public eye who wield real power, or whose behavior is so grotesque that to say nothing is to admit it simply doesn’t matter whom they lie to or abuse.

Which is why I hate reality shows like Cops. While the purpose of such “entertainments” is not snark but police recruitment, the targets are almost always poor and working-class, usually minorities, paraded before the cameras at their worst moments without any context for how harsh so many of their lives are. Which is not to say that they are merely victims or not responsible for their often self-destructive behavior. But why should it be fodder for entertainment? So we can feel superior to someone? So their most embarrassing moments can be frozen in amber on strangers’ DVRs in perpetuity? (What the hell ever happened to Playhouse 90?)

I would rather they stalked George Soros and Rupert Murdoch (or Silvio Berlusconi and any governor of Illinois)  and record the number of laws they break in a given day…

 
 
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