Bible Humpers

I was gonna get all worked up about this, because it looks like a pathetic pander to the religious voting bloc:

Former Secretary of State Hillary Clinton announced during a New York Times interview that the Holy Bible is the book that made her who she is today.

“If you had to name one book that made you who you are today, what would it be?” asked The New York Times, in a book review questionnaire.

“At the risk of appearing predictable, the Bible was and remains the biggest influence on my thinking,” Clinton said. “I was raised reading it, memorizing passages from it and being guided by it.”

“I still find it a source of wisdom, comfort and encouragement,” she added.

Super annoying, right? Does she really need the piety vote? Will she get it anyway? No way, Jose.

But really, the story didn’t end there. Clinton was asked about other books she reads, and gave very, very impressive answers. Most importantly, she didn’t get caught flat-footed with the questions. She did not say “all of them, any of them“. She didn’t pick any racist authors.

Now, I like to read. But ever since I got a smartphone, my book time has dropped precipitously. It has taken me months to get through half of “A People’s History Of The United States”, a book I have wanted to read ever since I’d heard of it. And I have nowhere near familiar with most of the stuff she likes. I am glad we have such a curious nominee who makes me feel bad about my own intellectual pursuits.

Hillary Clinton is a Christian. I understand and accept that. Most of you are, and in general, I accept you for that. You would do the same for me, wouldn’t you? Despite the fact that I continually shame Christians on this blog, I actually respect your right to believe whatever the fuck you want. I just don’t like it when you rub my nose in it and puke it all over the society that I must take part in.

I hope she picks the best of the Bible to be influenced by. God bless her in that pursuit.

About The Head Seminarian

I might be the nicest person you'll ever meet, but if you don't believe me, that is because I hate you. I went to war, I went to father, I came, I saw, and it is a mess. I wouldn't have it any other way. Shitty people amuse me, people who act like human volcanoes fascinate me like fine art. Life is beautiful, and it is under attack in a manner heretofore unseen in history. I came to remind you of this, not make it worse. I might be writing a blog. Yes, that's all I am doing, now that I think about it. If you have a bad memory, you will forget this. Even I forget sometimes, so we're cool.

Posted on May 29, 2015, in Uncategorized and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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