Earlier this week, a reader sent us a “slightly alarmist” piece from The Atlantic on a Christian sect driving Africa. Can you guess what might be “The Upstart Christian Sect Driving Invisible Children”? Wait for it: the emerging church. That’s right. The movement that no one is talking about anymore.
Yoga, Hinduism and Islam
And now, the myth of the "Jewish voter"
What would your GetReligionistas do without the many faithful readers who constantly send us URLs for stories that raise issues relevant our work here?
Mixed bag of atheism coverage
I want to get a couple atheist stories out of my guilt file before it’s too late. Ignore this YouTube here for a second and let’s look at the good media coverage. Here’s the Associated Press report on a recent atheist event:
Explaining the Santorum mystery to America
So former Sen. Rick Santorum has dropped out of the GOP side of the horse race for the White House, which is a pretty big deal here in DC Beltway land. After all, nothing in life matters as much as the fine details of political horse races. That’s what average Americans wake up in the morning wondering about. Right?
Concerning Obama's faith, where's the (journalistic) beef?
In a front-page story on Easter Sunday, the Los Angeles Times made some rather broad statements concerning President Barack Obama and religion.
Confession, absolution and The Big Lebowski
Yesterday I came across an ABC News/Nightline request for help with a story they’re hypingreporting:
BYU Gets Better?
So there’s this college in Provo, Utah, that’s run by a socially conservative church. All of the students who choose to attend the school agree to adhere to a pretty strict honor code that governs the way they dress, forbids them from drinking alcohol, and explicitly bans students from having sex. I am, of course, talking about Brigham Young University and it shouldn’t exactly be news that the place exists or that students there are held to pretty strict moral standards.
Enter Bubba, tweeting about his Master (updated)
One of the defining rituals of my young life was watching the Masters with my father, who was almost as good a golfer as he was a Baptist pastor and hospital chaplain. I drove home from college several times to keep that ritual intact.
