Christian Entertainers; you have been dismissed

It takes talent to entertain people. Talent should not to be mistaken with ability or skill, which, like singing or playing piano can be learned. Real talent comes from being exceptionally good at something. Not marginally, or even modestly so.

The fear of being bad is what makes people good. You sad sacks should know that better than anyone.

Born from a desire to express the pain felt from rejection, it takes willful determination to prove to the majority that you matter. That’s why minorities run the show in the entertainment industry. Jews, Homos, African Americans, Women, we’ve got that shit on lock. All the innovation in comedy, dance, pop, hip-hop, and drama… it’s in our DNA (pssst, that’s science).

In the, dare I say, evolution of entertainment Christians emerge from the shallowest, watered down gene  pool; confined by tradition to tell the same tired ol’ story over and over again. Artists, on the other hand, ironically turn their eyes toward the heavens to explore truth with curiosity, in spite of the ire of ignorance.

The even bigger irony here is that the fag clearly choreographed the whole number! Perhaps they let him do it as a reward for completing cycle 3 of his ‘Pray the Gay Away’ course.

A particular brand of pride is necessary to aspire to greatness. Just ask your pastor. All the guilt slinging, righteous judgment, and condemnation that Christians typically project outward is no match for the self criticism and doubt that is the internal gift of  legit entertainers. One that keeps on giving in hope of receiving acceptance. It is no more God’s gift than it is his sentence.

You see, humility is the enemy of ego. A healthy amount of ego woulda spared you the embarrassment of say, having to watch this video with St. Peter and George Carlin before they let you enter the pearly gates. As long as these yolks keep lying to themselves that they are doing it just to “praise him”, they will never satisfy the ancient instinctual urge to progress. To be better.

Now, if this was all satire, you’d be my fucking savior. Sadly, your pious performance is all too sincere. And so it seems to me to be the ultimate betrayal. For if God is indeed great, and we, fashioned in his image, do not reflect this, the blood of the sacrificial lamb is not, in fact, thicker than the tears of a clown. Therefore Christian Entertainers; you have been dismissed.

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