Is God Black? A hollywood answer and faint echoes of Charlton Heston

 

I must admit, it is not my article I wish you to read, but it does resonate my sentiments; a faint echo of something I wrote in the past which is why I love this article. I grew up with the Charlton Heston voice booming down the laws of Judeo-Christianity in such epics as Ben Hur, Moses and so on. That was when my spiritual childhood found more Christian education in TV as a child than I ever did in catechism, which was obligatory for us good young Catholics back in the mid 60's. Actually it was quite a welcome break from regular public school because we were allowed to leave early every Wednesday. God permitted us to play hooky.

Jeez, were we ever frightened by those dressed up foreign looking Nuns, the persona incarnate of Charlton Heston for one day a week. The ‘stick’ was still allowed, a waning threat at the time of civil rights and individual expression, but still visibly hanging somewhere on a rusty nail in the classroom where all could see. But we craved to understand, to be holy, to go to heaven and, above all, to be scared of any thought that was a sin. This was the ever present sin that Charlton Heston talked about while breaking the commandments in two, we cowered in fright as children, afraid to see what God would do next. We were kids, we still believed

And we moved through the 60's and 70's, civil disobedience was rampant, we didn't understand it as young whites, but our parents told us to lock the doors and close the windows when going through 'downtown". School was disrupted and the word 'riot' became part of our new vocabulary. Our parents, trying desperately to adjust to this changing situation when 'colored' was still the appropriate word to call African Americans, simply did not know what to tell us. We grew, we learned, and as Americans we continue to learn, grow and accept changes as they appear. Now we have succumbed to the truth. Hollywood, the reflection of all that is true in society has shown us the change, good bye Charlton, the heavenly soul train has arrived. God is black and we have now come to realize it with the arrival of the archangel Obama.

So with no further ado, I would love for you to read this humorous article, written by Micheal Kinsley, a writer with Time Magazine, someone who agrees that Morgan Freeman is one of the best people to tell you a bed time story. I actually voted for Garrison Keiller as forerunner, but it was still in the bedtime story category. I would never aspire to equate the voice of god with someone living…mind you, those nuns beat that into me and I don’t want to end up in hell. (then I would have that ex-girlfriend screaming in my ear for eternity).

http://www.time.com/time/magazine/article/0,9171,1871919,00.html

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