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March 25, 2008

Little Tyrants

Filed under: Blogroll, Christianity — joesnake @ 8:56 am

Over at the Neozine, Keith has been talking about raising infantiles and myspace. This tragic news story out of Mesa, Arizona brings them both together in an unbelievably horrific way:


A teenager who confessed to killing his father last month told police he hated his dad for taking away his Internet access, according to a police report released Wednesday.

Hughstan Schlicker, 15, called 911 on Feb. 6 and told the dispatcher he had just shot his father in the head with a 12-gauge shotgun.

Schlicker said he often spent entire days on MySpace and couldn’t cope when his father cut off his access to the site.

“It felt like I was stabbed with a knife and it went straight through and … no matter how hard I pulled, I couldn’t pull out the knife,” Schlicker said, according to an interview transcript in the police report.

What can you say about this story? Children seem to be becoming increasingly demanding, self-centered, and focused on instant gratification. They have X-Box Live, constant updates on their myspace, and a smorgasbord of microwavable meals at their disposal for consumption. They switch girlfriends and boyfriends, do drugs, are loud and obnoxious, beat up each other, and generally act “ghetto”. If they can’t have what they want when they want it, well they just might kill you.

Am I being uptight? Admittedly, I was an obnoxious teenager too. However, I knew my limits. My frequent smart aleck comments would aggravate teachers, but there was definitely a line that I knew I shouldn’t go past and was afraid to cross. Today’s kids seem oblivious to any such boundary and I have heard stories that cussing out teachers is now common place at my alma mater. In my frequent trips to the public library I’ve truly been shocked by how vulgar and disrespectful children are. I’m constantly asking myself, “Was I like this?” After witnessing kids making out with each other in plain sight in the library, swearing and yelling at the top of their lungs, then spilling out into the parking lot to strangle and punch each other, my conclusion is things have definitely gotten worse in the suburbs.

During a recent lunch with Christian high-schoolers, I was appalled to see trash nonchalantly thrown around a Taco Bell parking lot almost as if it was a god-given right for these kids cause others to clean up their mess.

Photo by Jonathan Cammisa

At one time, this was outrageous!

This dilemma is something I’ve been reflecting on a lot lately. Surely, I wasn’t the best child, but my parents taught me the value of hard work, working towards something, commitment, and loyalty. Mom and Dad aren’t perfect either, but it is due in large part to their self-sacrifice that I am able to model similar behavior towards others. I did not realize it at the time, but my father did me a great service when he taught me not to be a taker and that instead I needed to offer the world something. Do parents teach these things anymore? What happens when I have kids? How can I teach them these things?

Kids today are “little thieves” controlled by whims and feelings. One minute they want something to the point of obsession, the next they have forgotten about what seemed crucial just seconds ago and have moved onto the next thing they desperately need. Worse still, they offend, break, and destroy with little regard for people’s feelings. Call them on it and they’ll give you a typical smart-ass answer or pretend like they don’t know what you’re taking about. Hold them accountable for their actions? Well, that’s laughable.

Sounds like something straight out of Love Ethics:


Children cannot fathom why their immediate desires can’t be gratified. When faced with ungratified desires, they cry or throw violent temper tantrums because they lose all sense of proportion or perspective.

Thus, Infantiles are highly sensitive to how others affect them, but have very little sensitivity to how they affect others. This is why quarrels between children escalate: they cannot understand the perspective of the other child. Because they feel the correctness of their own view, their feelings escalate until they win. They can grow violent because they feel the right to use force to get their way.

The real tragedy is, they might just regret it later:


Schlicker expressed remorse during a police interview, telling detectives “I wish I didn’t do this,” and “I miss Dad.”

During the interview, Schlicker portrayed his father as a loving man who only wanted the best for him and who used to take him on hunting trips.

Thankfully, there is hope for children and parents through biblical teaching. It begins with teaching children thankfulness and demonstrating that significance must be earned, not taken.


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March 19, 2008

Enjoying Florida

Filed under: Blogroll — joesnake @ 11:36 am

Been here in Fernandina Beach, Florida since Saturday. Its been fun to relax, swim, play basketball, and sit around the campfire at night.

Last night, I tried Crunk energy drink. I was not impressed.

Earlier in the day, I boogie boarded in some intense waves. I got salt in my eyes, nose, and mouth. It felt like I was still rocking in the waves for hours afterwards, but it was awesome!


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March 12, 2008

The Hottest Love Story Ever Told

Filed under: Blogroll, Christianity, Jesus — joesnake @ 8:15 pm

In a seemingly normal residential dwelling in Cuyahoga Falls, something decidedly abnormal was happening. Instead of nestling in front of their television sets for an evening of American Idol, the gathering of more than twenty career aged settled into their seats to be instructed by a bubbly mother of many young boys.

The woman was animated and excited, in contrast to the majority of her listeners who seems content to take a few notes, nod their heads in agreement, or sip coffee.

The room had been assembled into a strange arrangement of chairs and couches each facing the woman, who was in the process of reminding those in attendance “they were to be different because God is different”.

Was this some self-help group or religious cult ceremony? To an outsider looking in, the topic of conversation would seem strange, but those in attendance weren’t really exhibiting any behavior that could be considered strange or cult like. At least not yet.

What was the deal, then? The woman continued. To see her driving her average looking American made minivan packed with children down the street earlier in the day, she’d resemble any other daily commuter.

The woman, her name was Lisa, proceeded to call those in attendance to love each other fervently from the heart. The way she envisioned it, this loving was going to look something similar to an overflowing pot on the stove “like love boiling over towards one another”. She urged the group to “keep their love boiling hot” while warning “most people’s love grows cold”.

Was this some sort of kinky sex party? Did the woman put something strange in the java the congregation was unknowingly gulping down?

Lisa continued. Next, she claimed to have a manual of “insights into the hottest love story ever told”! Surely, her listeners had been drugged- they weren’t blinking much less heading towards the exits at this audacious claim. If they didn’t leave soon, they’d likely become volunteers in some sort of sick demonstration of the manual Lisa held. There her husband was, closest to the door, presumably ready to block those who’d attempt to run. Maybe all in attendance were into whatever was about to go down! Certainly Lisa’s warm and inviting home and gentle exterior had hidden her true maniacal intent to those that didn’t already know, right?

Art by Nate Wragg

“If it’s going to be that kind of party, I’m gonna stick my &*%@ in the mashed potatoes!” – The Beastie Boys

Finally Lisa explained. She had been referring to “God’s love written down for us”. This wasn’t the beginning of an orgy full of hot sex love; it was the preface to a discussion on the love of truth and the power of the word of God.

Were you disappointed or relieved to find out this group was a home church of Christians studying 1 Peter 1:22-2:3?

Lisa launched into passages that compared to bible to a seed and to milk Christians need to grow spiritually. From the way she was speaking about God’s word, it seemed to be of vital importance for those in attendance.

The word of God speaks things into existence, it leads to a life filled with substance, we should crave it like a baby craves mother’s milk, it gives you a life that won’t end, its reliable and unchanging, infallible, flawless, superhuman, endlessly nourishing, life changingly impactful, equipping, powerful, and transforming.

Actually, there was no doubt about it; the scriptures Lisa referenced demonstrated she was right. In fact, because we don’t have the same viewpoint as the word of God, we constantly need to be retrained to live accordingly. As 1 Pet 2:2 shows, Christians need to “grow up” in salvation, a sanctification process that begins with salvation. What Lisa was suggesting was revolutionary! She was talking about God actually changing who we are!

In an impassioned plea, Lisa urged the faithful to long and yearn for the word of God. “Am I experiencing growth? Do I feel the fire?” she questioned, wanting to know if her listeners had problems getting excited about God’s truth.


Art by Nate Wragg

Putting aside all malice and all deceit and hypocrisy and envy and all slander…not your clothes!

The rich visuals obtained from the words of scripture conjure up many things, but Lisa dove back into her previous expedition into hot sex when she suggested the whole room should “disrobe” if they weren’t excited about the bible and loving one another. I guess that’s one quick and dirty way to get the blood flowing, but Lisa pointed to 1 Peter 2:1 citing Peter’s petition to “put aside”, literally take off or rid yourself of the things that get in the way of our duty as Christians to love.

Lisa’s final challenge? For the group to take the “Peter challenge”. Peter, a fisherman who Christ himself called was a brash and arrogant, ignorant and unscholarly Jew, Lisa explained. Yet, Peter went before highest religious order and was able to debate effectively because he learned humility through brokenness and immersed himself in the word of God.

Lisa exhorted to group to be like Peter and get into the bible in order to be transformed. “Spend time with him! In his truth! The word of God is living and active – don’t sit on it – use it!” she exclaimed, almost shouting.

Next, Alex shared his thoughts. For so long, he had relied on just hearing about God from someone else. But, in agreement with Lisa he stated simply listening to a teaching wasn’t nearly as effective and life-changing as actually delving into scripture on his own.

Then, Dar talked about the recent exploits of New York State Governor Eliot Spitzer. Instead of being surprised that Spitzer was caught paying thousands of dollars to a high-priced call girl, she placed his discretion in with the rest of the world’s deceptive and alluring distractions. “We’re so deceived by the world’s system”, Dar warned, “Our culture is now full of people who have never been exposed to Christ.” Then when they do hear the gospel, they’re “shocked by love”.

Afterwards, many prayed. Soon after, the meeting dispersed throughout the first floor of the house, continuing to fellowship into night.


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March 10, 2008

Hoop Dreamin’

Filed under: Blogroll, Cavs, Movies — joesnake @ 11:36 am

I’m sure everyone has had their share of weird dreams, but last night I dreamt Nicole Kidman was an old college friend of mine. I racked my brain trying to think of a reason that Nicole Kidman, of all people, would show up in my dreams and then I remembered I’ve got a bad habit of staying up past my bedtime and watching the celebrity gossip show, TMZ. Kidman is 5 months pregnant with Keith Urban’s baby, you know.

    Photo obtained from justjared.buzznet.com

My old buddy Nicole and her baby to be haunt my dreams!

While I’m rambling, I attended a high school basketball playoff game at a certain school that has, shall we say, a little bit of a reputation for less than perfectly behaved students. While I was walking down the hall there was a big sign hanging that read something like this: “If you have to think about whether what you’re about to do is right or wrong, it’s wrong!” I can’t get over that sign and the fact that it is probably right for almost everyone who reads it. I picture a bully about to take some poor kid’s lunch money, looking up at the sign and then changing his mind.

Hoop Dreams

still “cleaning”…

On the subject of basketball, If you’ve never seen the documentary Hoop Dreams, you really need to. You don’t need to be a basketball fan. Despite a long running time, the film is so powerful and moving, it’s no wonder it was one of the most critically acclaimed of 1994.

Hoop Dreams tells the tale of two young black men with NBA aspirations. From a young age, the two players, William Gates and Arthur Agee, naively see professional basketball as the inevitable end to their journeys. Agee and Gates are standouts on the blacktop from a young age. On their “road” to the NBA, on the court and off, they battle the cruel reality of real life. The inner city ghetto, poverty, drug addiction, families trying to live vicariously through them, and harsh realizations that their ability to play basketball cannot solve life’s problems all stand in their way.

I won’t ruin the ending of the movie, but this quote from one of the players really stands out:

People always say to me, “when you get to the NBA, don’t forget about me.” Well, I should’ve said back, “if I don’t make it to the NBA, don’t you forget about me.” – William Gates in Hoop Dreams

What really strikes me is that in the 14 years since, “Hoop Dreams” have gotten worse, not better. Every high school should be required to show this movie. On the amateur courts there is more pressure than ever, as standout players are recruited from an increasingly younger age. Players transfer from school to school, jockeying for national exposure and scholarship offers. It’s a system that resembles any other system in place today- if you can play, more importantly, if you can give us something, we want you. When you no longer can, there’s no more use for you.

It’s so tragic that our culture routinely holds up examples of stars like Michael Jordan and LeBron James to persuade children to buy into the “you can be anything you want to be” fallacy. While this it might be most pervasive on the inner city basketball courts, this false hope invades every area of life. Schools everywhere are teaching the notion that if you totally sell yourself and find your true passion, magically you’ll be rewarded like the Jordans, Oprahs, and Rolling Stones’ of the world.

I’m not suggesting people can’t do what they have passion for and there is nothing wrong with encouraging kids to try their best, but it is delusional to let them follow unrealistic dreams at unimaginable costs. Which would be worse: a parent “shattering” a teens’ childlike dream or encouraging their children to keep working towards an empty and lost cause? An elite player like Jordan sacrificed his whole life in an intense drive to become the greatest. For Jordan, almost like a fictional Miranda Priestley in The Devil Wears Prada, it may have been lonely and dark at the top, but at least the money and fame sort of, at least initially, seems worth it.


Photo obtained from Yahoo Sports

How do you practice this?

Parents and kids buy into the “be like Mike” syndrome and begin sacrifice everything in the race for their child to be the next LeBron or Carly Patterson. The problem is that most will never even be good enough to earn a college scholarship, let alone make it to the professional ranks. At the NBA level, or any other field’s elite rank, sacrifice and hard work often aren’t enough. There are so many intangibles.

I stand 5-11 and have average physical skills. It would be insanity for me to latch onto the delusion that I could one day play professional basketball, no matter what kind of work ethic I had or sacrifices I was willing to make. A player like LeBron James works hard to improve upon the already mind-blogging physical gifts he received. Truly, there’s no way an average person like me could ever compete. In the same way, it was unrealistic for me to believe I would graduate from college and instantly be handed a rewarding 100K-a-year career. Corporations don’t hand money out! The individuals standing at the pinnacles of their respective careers are few for a reason. Yes, they’ve put it hard work, but luck, opportunity, being born with talent and drive, and being in the right place at the right time played a big role, too.

At least the sacrifice Michael Jordan made got him something. While he was alienating teammates, gambling, and womanizing he was filling his trophy case. On the court, his accomplishments are so respectable; we can almost overlook his lack of success off of it. But, for every LeBron or Air Jordan we immortalize, there are millions like William Gates and Arthur Agee we have never heard of or forgotten about.

So, if we can’t have “Hoop Dreams”, can we have any dreams? I’m planning to have kids one day and there’s no doubt they will look up to famous figures like the inevitable next basketball superstar and dream about one day being them. So, with all this in mind, what do I tell my kids?


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March 6, 2008

The Devil Has Always Been Fashionable

Filed under: Blogroll, Christianity, Movies, asides, closet cleaning — joesnake @ 1:22 pm

More “closet cleaning”…

At the climatic moment of the film The Devil Wears Prada, Andrea “Andy” Sachs realizes her dream job, the one she thought she wanted so badly, isn’t worth sacrificing her entire life and ruining all of her relationships for.

As moviegoers witness another predictable feel-good Hollywood ending, the moral of The Devil Wears Prada is clear: what really matters in life is not money, fame, status, or career; rather what is most important is staying true to yourself and being with the loved ones you care about.

The Devil Wears Prada - Image obtained from http://outnow.ch/Media/Img/2006/DevilWearsPrada/movie.fs/34

Now, I’m not trying to bash the message behind the movie, but let’s be honest – at the most important moment of her young budding career, as her boss (who is one of the most powerful people in the industry) is calling, Andy throws her cell phone into a fountain? It makes for an interesting movie, but that’s not how people really live!

The majority of us are either working stiffs who are scared to ask for a day off at our mediocre jobs or we’re sitting at home jobless because we pulled one too many Andrea Sachs’ of our own. In real life, telling a boss off might feel good in the moment, but it won’t put food on the table for the next month, will it?

The Dream Job

There’s a growing notion in high schools and colleges that a “dream job” is out there for every student, if only they’ll work hard enough and follow their dreams tirelessly enough to get it. The culture holds up this fable of a dream job and uses a few examples of successful people who seem to be like you and I to support it. Look, there’s a 20-something rapper who’s sold a platinum record…over there! It’s a hip, young, attractive female who works as a fashion designer. Do a few examples mean dream jobs are possible for all of us? Who’s going to take care of our trash?

What all this dream job talk doesn’t prepare you for is the likelihood that you won’t actually get your dream job. After all, the competition is incredibly tough for a fun, exciting, rewarding job that pays 6 figures with amazing perks. Realistically, very few obtain their dream jobs and only after great ongoing cost to their personal lives.

The harsh reality is, instead of a dream job, most people will get a boring old regular job. I see you there, sitting at your desk frustrated. I’m here too. Don’t we deserve more?

The problem is, spending our lives searching, climbing, and holding onto the hope that if I get to dream job fulfillment is there too doesn’t work out. We see it in the movie – Miranda Priestley, Andy’s powerful fashion magazine Boss in The Devil Wears Prada, wasn’t fulfilled by her job at all. It was a constant grind for her maintain the ruthlessness needed to stay on top and it took an ugly toll on her. Her relationships were non-existent, she was divorcing, and her life although well-dressed and full of money, was miserable.

Andrea got to see this, along with a rare glimpse of Miranda without makeup, near the end of the movie. Loyally, Andrea reveals a plot to replace Miranda at the magazine. Almost immediately, Miranda puts back on her cosmetically applied, callused exterior and makes sure Andy knows she’s still the same bitch she always was, lying when she tells Andy she knew all along about the plot.

Somehow, most of us know in the back of our minds that a career will never make us happy either. But, we seem to forget this the moment an amazing opportunity arrives along with mandatory late nights, cancellations of family plans, and relational alienation with the ones we love the most.

They say that the thing you’d do for free for the rest of your life is your dream job. Once you find out what it is, chase it down.

The Alternative Dream Job

While I’ve got a boring and unfulfilling day job, I’m lucky enough to already be doing what I would do for free for free after work. I spend most of my nights involved with my church. In fact, my calendar looks like I’m a busy fashion mogul, but a closer look reveals it is filled with home church meetings and breakfast appointments at Dunkin’ Donuts to practice discipleship. I look forward to the weekend as an escape from the workplace, but more so as an opportunity to practice my “dream job” uninterrupted.

I’m thankful that after years of unsuccessfully searching for a career that would live up to my dreams, God has given me ministry inside of the Body of Christ that far exceeds any occupational thrills I could have hoped for.

I’m helping introduce students to Christ, while at the same time God refines my character. Talk about a perks package! Wait; there are people who actually get paid to do this kind of work too? It’s too good to be true!


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March 4, 2008

The Addicts

Filed under: Blogroll, Christianity, Marriage, closet cleaning — joesnake @ 11:02 am

I’m still “cleaning out my closet”…

A simple evening walk or drive down any residential street in America will do the trick. Maybe it’s the voyeur in me, but when I go for an evening jog or even when I’m driving my car at night, I can’t resist the urge to attempt to look into people’s windows. We’re not talking peeping-tom type stuff, just a quick glance from the street or sidewalk as I zip by. Like looking into another car as you drive, its a really harmless thing everyone does almost without thinking. After all, neighbors would close the blinds and draw the curtains if they didn’t want us to see them murdering someone, wouldn’t they?

The possibility of seeing something scandalous like a husband yelling at his wife, a woman undressing, or a murder keeps me coming back, however, I’ve never seen any of these things. I rarely even catch a glimpse of another person. What I do see through almost every window is the television and it is almost always on.

Photo obtained from flickr.com/photos/marmod8/2210824255/

I mean, that’s what we do in America, right? We watch TV and lots of it, after all, we’re Americans, right? The goal of the workday is to get to “run out the clock” and finish in order to get home and relax. This maneuver, of course, most always ends by getting in front of the boob tube.

We can’t miss it, it’s “Must See TV”. It keeps us happy and gives us something to talk about when we’re not watching it. We literally would have nothing in common with our co-workers if we didn’t watch it.

Everyone knows that too much television isn’t healthy for you or a fit parent for your children, so why do we keep coming back? Is the answer that Lost, American Idol, and Survivor are just too good to miss?

Probably not. Although I’ve looked forward to watching a television program or a movie, I don’t know if I’ve ever felt refreshed or fulfilled after seeing one. I love to watch movies and have been excited after seeing particularly good ones, but even Kill Bill, vol. 1 hasn’t changed my life in any meaningful way.

As humans who we created to be relational beings, we long to discuss things that have more depth than Jerry and Elaine, yet the vast majority of us don’t know how. A steady diet of sitcoms has taught us that relating with one other means sarcastic quips and witty retorts. Men should be chubby, yet hilarious and their wives should be skinny and smarter than them. Television also dictates every family should have at least one friend of a different ethnicity than them.

We try to apply the same to our lives, yet wonder why we haven’t developed any real relationships with the people we live life with. Joey, Chandler, and Ross seem to be close when for 30 seconds every other program they address some serious problem that one of them is having while piano music plays in the background, but this isn’t reality. For all of Danny’s pep talks, Michelle Tanner grew up to be two troubled Starbucks drinking waifs.

Shouldn’t we know it intuitively- It’s TV, not real life. This isn’t how people were supposed to relate, yet the habits we learned by watching always spill into our daily existence.

We turn to TV when we’re bored, sad, or happy. We hope to find some kind of excitement, yet life remains shockingly unfulfilled. Sometimes, we just need to waste the time until another day ends and a new one begins. The next day we’ll repeat the cycle.

Photo obtained from www.flickriver.com

Trent Reznor captured the futility of the repetitive and unfulfilling life beautifully when he said, “I believe I can see the future, ’cause I repeat the same routine, I think I used to have a purpose, But then again, That might have been a dream”. Most turn to TV because it’s the easiest and most readily available option that kills the clock until the next day in an endless cycle of meaninglessness and boredom. After all, drugs are illegal and they’re too expensive.

I also like the way another secular thinker puts it:

Like treading water to avoid becoming submerged, we attempt to stay on the surface level of thinking to avoid having to face the unquestioned thoughts and beliefs…And so we tune into a shallow version of life in the form of a soap opera, for example, to keep our minds occupied and distracted.

Watching television then becomes an act of delegating the work of thinking to an external system, almost a way of outsourcing mental[ly]… And if you look at the compulsion when it arises, it may seem that what you want to escape is boredom. But boredom is little more than an uneasy state of wanting desperately to escape your thoughts. - everydaywonderland.com

So much better than mindless television is the alternative of actually relating with a spouse or a friend. However, initially, it is also harder. Often, I know I should turn to my wife and concern myself with how her day went and what she’s feeling, but it feels so difficult and unnatural.

But, when I do break through the experience is always worthwhile. After all, God has created us to relate with other human beings and live in reality. Living in reality is fulfilling and exciting; afterwards I can’t help but think what a dummy I was for trying to escape it.

God has a recovery plan for addicts. First, he offers forgiveness and grace. Then, he replaces our counterfeit reality escape plan with his fulfilling design for life. It replaces what seems to be a monotonous and never-ending cycle of unfulfillment with real meaning and significance. When we finally step into living like we were designed, it can be awkward initially, but in the context of dependence on God, it always ends with great results.


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