News, Polls & Stupidity

Okay, I should just stop reading the news – it just makes me mad. The main thing that infuriates me is stupidity … sometime I should go into therapy to find out why I can’t just let stupidity go, like much of the world does. I guess the problem is that I realize that the U.S. has a more or less democratic form of government (less, if you consider the Supreme Court, but that’s an issue for another time). So, people under the influence of stupidity get the same vote that I do. Therefore, stupidity affects me.

In reality, our votes mainly count in electing the people who will make the decisions for us; after that’s done, we’ve pretty much lost control, except to take part in a poll. Everyone knows that polls are really what decides things. Politicians, for the most part, have two key things they look at when voting for something: what’s in it for them, and what will help them get elected again. Granted, some actually vote on principle, but I think if that happened alot, we’d start calling it “principlics” instead of “politics.” (ever notice that the first three letters of “politician” and “poll” are the same? That should tell you something.)

Public opinion, supposedly represented by polls, is what might really run this country. Unless, you believe all of that trilateral comission & illuminati stuff; in that event, public opinion is just a clever smokescreen, the media is duped, and public stupidity is still the problem.

ok, get to the point…

Oh, yes, the news. Will Rogers once said, “All I know is just what I read in the papers, and that’s an alibi for my ignorance. ” He was talking about public stupidity, and the news is at the heart of it. The news creates its own reality, because people want to believe what they read. That’s the only excuse for all those rags at the grocery checkout stands. People figure that if it’s in print or on the air it has to be true, other wise they wouldn’t put it there. So, the media creates the opinions they want people to have, and then they take polls to see how it’s working.

That’s the only real significance of polls – to see how well the media is doing its job. And, if they aren’t doing so well, they just take the numbers and write new stories making illogical claims about what the numbers mean, and try it again. It’s a really cool system, if you’re the media. If you start to believe what you read, then you become under the influence of stupidity, and the media wins.

What prompted this rant was some article about the President’s popularity slipping in a recent Newsweek poll. What do you expect? Newsweek and the rest of the left leaning media spend a lot of time telling us the President isn’t doing his job. Most people don’t even know what the President’s job is, much less how he’s doing in it. I doubt that the pollsters even ask the people if they actually know anything. As a result, the only thing that the poll tells you is that people are believing the media’s skew.

A Plot to Change America

You know what would be really fun? If everyone started lying to the pollsters — it would throw the whole media system off. The politicians wouldn’t know what to believe, so maybe they’d have to rely on their principles a bit more. The media wouldn’t know what to say, so they’d be tempted to actually report the facts. Then, we’d all have to learn to think.

Wow… that sounds a bit anarchist, doesn’t it?

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The Ghana Experience – Part 2

If you haven’t read Part 1, start there.

YWAM Housing As I said, it was exhausting, but in a very good way; nothing we did (even sitting on the beach watching kids and fishermen) was filler. They weren’t just trying to keep us busy, the good foks at YWAM Ghana had a purpose for everything they were doing. It wasn’t always planned as well as we would have liked, but we adapted, and they adapted for us, and it worked.

The second point I will make about my trip to Ghana – and I use the word “my” on purpose, as I am looking at this more or less existentially as opposed to a “what I did on my summer vacation” kind of way – is that it stretched me. Or, at least I thought I was being stretched. In reality, I found that my limits were much larger than I thought, like Indiana Jones in “The Last Crusade,” where he steps out on to what looks like empty air, to find a quite solid rock bridge (wow, what a cool analogy, like stepping out on “the rock,” you know…). Okay, enough silliness.

I was exhaused when I arrived, after 30+ hours of travel, and I think that just being that tired had a lot to do with my initial culture-shock. That, and the heat (everyone kept telling us how cool it was, compared to the past few weeks). This was also the furthest I had been away from home, ever, and I was not in control, of anything. Thank goodness for international cell phone service; I was able to call home, and connect with the world from which I was now physically removed.

I begged off doing much the next morning, but as I “caught the groove” of the church we were visiting, and realized that I was not without something to share with these people, and that they had things to share with me, I began to ease in a bit.

They made us feel as “at home” as possible, trying to give us food that we could at least recognize. Lots of fried chicken, lots of rice, and this wonderful red sauce that I am positive kept me on pepto-bismal throughout the trip. The pineapple was absolutely incredible- I still miss the pineapple. The people were absolutely wonderful – much more gracious than anywhere else I’ve been.

We had also each brought ample supplies of Starbucks coffee and French presses, so we were not without a little taste of home (except for our 2-3 days in the Central Region, where we learned to appreciate Nescafe – it’s really not that bad, if it’s all you have).

By the time we were ready to leave, about 10 days later, it had begun to feel like home, and I had some mixed feelings about leaving, already thinking about when I could return.

Next: thoughts on cross-cultural ministry.

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Community Questions

Okay, let’s suppose you invite some friends over for a potluck-style dinner. A few of the people you’ve known for years, and are very comfortable with, some are newer acquaintances, and a couple of people are friends of friends. You have plenty of food, and everyone seems to be enjoying themselves.

At some point between the meal and serving dessert and coffee, you get everyone’s attention, and begin to make a little speech. You thank everyone for coming, compliment the cooks on the wonderful food, then proceed to go down a list of things everyone could do to be better friends.

Our friendships, you say, aren’t good enough. We can all do a bit more, and try a bit harder to be better friends. Friendships require work, and people giving to one another. Our potlucks need some work, too.

First, too many people brought chips & salsa, and more attention needs to be given to main dishes. People came late, and didn’t help set up. It would also be wonderful and very good for the community if someone else would volunteer to host the next gatherings, and you’ll pass around sign-up sheets. We could use some better entertainment, so we’ll audition people for next time. And, would people please stay and help clean up.

Just how many people do you think would show up for your next party? Or, even want to be your friends?

However, this is common for our church gatherings. I don’t think we understand community at all. We call it community, but is community just a name we call the program? What is really driving our gathering together? Is it because we want to be together? Is it really because we have a common desire to gather and worship? Sometimes, wonderfully, it is. I’ve been a part of such groups, and it’s great. But, I don’t know if it’s the rule, or the exception.

Certainly, community, and any relationship, requires effort. Even a potluck-style gathering requires work. But, can community be built by telling people they aren’t doing enough to be community? Or, are we just building an organization?

Perhaps it’s my cynical nature, but I wonder if church would change if the need for “tithing units” didn’t exist? If our churches were not hierarchical, pyramid-shaped structures, but were flatter structures, where a few leaders didn’t depend on the others for their incomes or position, would they be happier with smaller groups? Would we even want to be in relationship with all of the people we try to “disciple?”

This is not necessarily an indictment of any particular group(s) or person(s) or even program(s), and I truly mean that. I was just thinking about how many churches talk and talk about the need for community, and wondering if their paradigms even allow for true community to exist. Perhaps they wouldn’t even like community if it happened?

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The Ghana Experience

YWAM Ghana

In March I went to Ghana along with my brother-in-law, Fred Allen, and Ken Perkins, to be guest teachers at the YWAM base in Tema. It was, for me, an incredibly stretching experience. I have wanted to write a recap of the trip, but so far I haven’t been able to find an appropriate way of wrapping it up in a small enough package.

I will say a couple of things about the trip: One, it was exhausting, in a good way. Fred had asked them to keep us busy, and they had no problem doing that. We hit the ground running, as it were, getting into Tema on Saturday evening (next time I go to a foreign country I’ll try to arrive in daylight, so at least I can see where I am), then speaking Sunday morning at a local church and that evening at the YWAM evening service.

We were scheduled to teach the first week at their normal DTS school (3 sessions per day), the School of Worship (2-3 sessions per day) and a moning seminar. Fred took the majority of the seminar, and Ken and I split most of the other 2 schools. Then, for 4 evenings we held “revival” meetings at a mission church planted in the middle of a shanty town; that story in itself would take a while to tell.

Saturday, we held a worship conference (it was supposed to end around noon, but as I recall it went well into the afternoon). Sunday we had a “day off” as it were, as we traveled to the central coast region and spent some time visiting the oldest slaving castle on the Gold Coast (another story in itself) and discovered our hotel was walking distance from an un-touristed, palm-lined beach. Monday and Tuesday we spoke at a Leadership Conference attended by several key church planters in that region; these days ended in the early afternoon, so Monday afternoon we had a bit more time to relax by the Atlantic. Wednesday Ken and I had a very quick shopping trip to a craft market in Accra, then we were off to the airport for the 30+ hour trip home.

So, it was exhausting.

As this is probably long enough for one blog entry, I’ll continue with pt 2 another day.

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