This Irenaeaus Tweed guy has already demonstrated that he possesses the same depth of theological knowledge as his previous incarnation David Armstrong. But has he retained his famed popular culture prowess? I am tempted to test him with Star Wars trivia.
It does some good things but is a little too pat, like a just-so story. Where is the acknowledgement that even the "font" was wonderfully and frighteningly confusing to the early followers, initially witnessing to tremendous lack of understanding among the disciples, later producing different gospels, dissension, arguments... It's perhaps miraculous that such a beginning led to anything that could be described retrospectively as a font, two millennia later. And yet, here we are. That in itself suggests at least one, and likely more, theological dimensions missing from the account offered here by Tweed. (Although how can I not be a fan of tweed, all that said?)
It was the damnedest thing—six months in the Amazon, when I had only left the house for a gallon of milk!
This Irenaeaus Tweed guy has already demonstrated that he possesses the same depth of theological knowledge as his previous incarnation David Armstrong. But has he retained his famed popular culture prowess? I am tempted to test him with Star Wars trivia.
It's nice to see him resurrected once more in virtual form.
I'm not sure where this series is headed, but I think you already have at least two burdens:
(I) explain how to get from the individual voluntary relinquishment of wealth to State mandated confiscation; and
(ii) demonstrate how communism is scalable
It does some good things but is a little too pat, like a just-so story. Where is the acknowledgement that even the "font" was wonderfully and frighteningly confusing to the early followers, initially witnessing to tremendous lack of understanding among the disciples, later producing different gospels, dissension, arguments... It's perhaps miraculous that such a beginning led to anything that could be described retrospectively as a font, two millennia later. And yet, here we are. That in itself suggests at least one, and likely more, theological dimensions missing from the account offered here by Tweed. (Although how can I not be a fan of tweed, all that said?)