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March 8, 2005
For Christ's Sake!
yeah, so i saw Fashion Of The Christ and all i could really think was "what a freak." i mean really! this dude had like no instinct for self-preservation! i'm supposed to follow some fool who doesn't even know enough to lie to the execution squad who comes in the middle of the night for him? it may just be me, but it seemed that this guy "JESUS" wanted to die. like he had some kind of...i don't know, some kind of martyr complex or something. like when your mom whines about picking up all your diapers off the floor, but really, you can tell she loves bitching about it. like she thinks it makes her an even better mom because she has to go through all this pain and suffering, but she still loves you. yeah. that's sort of it. like Jesus thought that it made him a better man because he could take all this whipping and stuff. personally, i think it's a big guilt trip. and how enlightened could he be, after all, if he could let someone like Mel Gibson boss him around? seems like a scam to me.
sheesh. die for my sins. whatever happened to personal responsibility? that's what i wanna know.
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