He spent a lot of class time complaining about his childhood, and telling us stories about how he'd overcome temptation in college, or why he felt guilty for succumbing to temptation in college. If he wasn't talking about how he thought his father could have done a better job raising him, he was talking about college. He was young, and I think the only pair of shoes he owned were a pair of brown Birkenstocks. But probably not the real ones, those are expensive. He's probably in some other Bible classroom right now, boring another group of students, and wearing Crocks.
Oh, and when he prayed, he would contort himself into these strange looking double-jointed positions. It looked like he wasn't getting a good heavenly signal, so he was trying to adjust his antenna. Hopefully that's not what he was trying to do, but who knows?
Anyway. Among the many vapid assignments he had dreamed up for us, one in particular has stuck with me. Not because I learned anything from it (at least, not the lesson he intended) but because it made me so angry I have never been able to let it go.
He sat us down and said we were going to watch a movie. It sounded awesome. Then he amended his statement and said we were only watching two clips from the Lion King. I don't want to embed them in here, because they slow everything down. The first one is here, and the second one is here.
The important part from the first one, is Mufasa's story at the end of the clip:
Simba, let me tell you something that my father told me. Look at the stars. The great kings of the past, look down on us from those stars. So whenever you feel alone, just remember that those kings will always be there to guide you. And so will I.
The important part from the first one, is Mufasa's story at the end of the clip:
Simba, let me tell you something that my father told me. Look at the stars. The great kings of the past, look down on us from those stars. So whenever you feel alone, just remember that those kings will always be there to guide you. And so will I.
The important part from the second one, is that Mufasa is speaking to Simba from beyond the grave.
Then he told us his opinion. Roughly, that we should not ever let our children watch this movie because it is wrong to teach children that they can communicate with the dead. Further, when a person dies, their body goes into the ground and that's the end of it. We come from god and go back to god, the stars are not involved at all. He had several Bible verses to go along with this opinion.
Then he told us to "formulate our own opinions" and write a short explanation, with Bible verses to back up our position, in our journals. I wish I still had that journal.
So I wrote a lovely little essay about the harm of sheltering and indoctrinating children, and said that the Lion King was a harmless movie that taught nothing but morality and good family values, good prevailing over evil, that it could even be taken as an allegorical account of God triumphing over Satan, etcetera etcetera. I believe I even said something about the writings of C.S. Lewis initially having been condemned by our particular denomination, whereas now our youth pastors include them in Sabbath School lessons.
Every person who wrote down that they agreed with his opinion, got five points out of five points. Every person who had an alternate opinion, got zero out of five points. Those of us with heathen beliefs were given an opportunity to redo the assignment. If we could write an essay explaining why his opinion was right and our was wrong, we would get full credit for the assignment.
I just want to take this opportunity to prove him wrong once and for all. Lawrence M. Krauss:
Every atom in your body came from a star that exploded. And, the atoms in your left hand probably came from a different star than your right hand. It really is the most poetic thing I know about physics: You are all stardust. You couldn't be here if stars hadn't exploded, because the elements - the carbon, nitrogen, oxygen, iron, all things that matter for evolution and for life - weren't created at the beginning of time. They were created in the nuclear furnaces of stars, and the only way for them to get into your body is if those stars were kind enough to explode. So, forget Jesus. The stars died so that you could be here today.
Every atom in your body came from a star that exploded. And, the atoms in your left hand probably came from a different star than your right hand. It really is the most poetic thing I know about physics: You are all stardust. You couldn't be here if stars hadn't exploded, because the elements - the carbon, nitrogen, oxygen, iron, all things that matter for evolution and for life - weren't created at the beginning of time. They were created in the nuclear furnaces of stars, and the only way for them to get into your body is if those stars were kind enough to explode. So, forget Jesus. The stars died so that you could be here today.
I feel vindicated.