People Using Big Words (And Sometimes Even Short Ones) They Don't Understand, ie Theologians

"Narrative." "Meaningful." "Powerful." "Dialectic." "Analytical." "Experiencing truth." You starting to smell the theology? Good. "As long as we're clear." "Hermeneutics." For at least the past few centuries, probably more like the past few thousand years or longer, religion has always been opposed to clarity. "A powerful approach to rethinking narratives." (Beware of the superfluous use of words three or more syllables long.) For as long as people have been spotting religion's inconsistencies, and replacing religion with things like science. Maybe religion did have some tremendous benefits 5000 years ago. Got people motivated and organized, took them from tiny villages to big cities, even if they were motivated by errors. "A telling prognosis of the public debate." More recently, however, some bright folks have been trying awfully hard to "impart" that religion leaves a lot of room for improvement. Ideally not by switching to an improved version of religion but by leaving religion behind. People still read Homer, but no longer in a religious way. And that's an improvement.

Yr Doin It Wrong

[PS, 22. July 2016: The song is now restored to its original version, the way it was originally posted 3 years ago, the way it appeared on the blog for several minutes or hours, before I said to myself that my Mom might read it. Well, my Mom is dead now and I am no longer able to upset her with things I've written. In this, the original version, the restored version, 1 word is changed, 1 word which rhymes with "song" and occurs twice in the song, which I had replaced with "song" in the edited version. It makes a lot more sense the original way. I mean, occasionally complete strangers will come up to a songwriter and ask, "Who said you could do that with yr song?!" but more often they're upset about something else which isn't any of their business.]

(Vivace a la Primus)

Yr doin it wrong
Yr doin it wrong
That's what she told me
All night long

She said Who told you
To do that with yr dong?!
Yr doin it wrong!
Yr doin it wrong!

She told me to go ask
John Shelby Spong
He said yr doin it wrong!
Yr doin it wrong!

That's what he told me
All night long
He said Who told you
To do that with yr dong?!

Yr doin it wrong!
Yr doin it wrong!
So they all tell me
All night long

They scream hibbity blibbity
Hee hoo hong!
Yr doin it wrong!
Yr doing it wrong!

They gather in my front lawn
In great big throngs
N yell Yr doin it wrong!
Yr doin it wrong!

They claim they'll send me off
To Hong Kong
Fr doin it wrong!
Fr doin it wrong!

They blame me fr their relapse
On the bong
Because I'm doin it wrong
Because I'm doin it wrong

I am the Monkey
Which is Wrong
Of course I'm doin it wrong!
Of course I'm doing it wrong!