Author: James Riley - page 48

Pleasure

The deck outside our kitchen window is newly finished, and it aches for teak furniture of some sort, and striped cotton pillows, and iced buckets of chardonnay and the barbecue simmer of steak and green peppers in olive oil.   Music would be nice–and friends, of course–and one of those well-buttered conversations that sizzles on..

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Brittle Believer Goes Boom

Have you ever attempted a long chat with someone who doesn’t appear to be living on this planet? I have.  I could say many things about them, but it’s clear they see no heaven in the here and now.  The kingdom is not “at hand,” for them.  It’s somewhere else.  Somewhere far away.  They wish..

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Tech Firms Buying Up Mega-Churches

iChurch? There’s a new gold rush on in California, and it comes with its own praise music.  According to confidential industry insiders, three of Silicon Valley’s biggest technology firms are in bidding wars to buy up the nation’s largest churches. “Not many pastors are truly entertaining,” said a stock market analyst close to the acquisition..

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Sexuality

Humphrey Bogart once said ” Acting is like sex: you either do it and don’t talk about it, or you talk about it and don’t do it.” Well, there may be a few Tahitians out there — the sort Margaret Meade never actually met — who just kind of fall into sex the way other..

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The Cowboy Camelot

The Bill Gothard Mess.. Somewhere, out on the prairie, a weary, broad-shouldered rancher settles down on a log by the fire.   His wife is nearby.   She’s gorgeous. She wears cowgirl denim and a blouse tight enough to reveal the Almighty’s blessings  without causing pandemonium amongst the hired hands.   She slides down onto..

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