Alas reader Lucia sends in this Foxnews link:
GLASSPORT, Pa. — A church trying to teach about the crucifixion of Jesus performed an Easter show with actors whipping the Easter bunny and breaking eggs, upsetting several parents and young children.
People who attended Saturday’s performance at Glassport’s memorial stadium quoted performers as saying, “There is no Easter bunny,” and described the show as being a demonstration of how Jesus was crucified.
And where the Church goes, can commerce be far behind? Check out Burger King’s disturbing new ad site, Subservient Chicken. You can tell it to do anything – dance, read a book, watch tv, make a pillow fort, whatever. Make sure to ask it to “eat me” to get an especially disturbing close-up..
So the Christian church is back to fighting the pagan beliefs again. Poor bunnies; I wish people would leave them alone. The only reason they have been selected as the symbols of spring is in their fecundity, and they’re not doing that for our sakes. My sister used to keep rabbits as pets, and they’re very complicated animals, really, as well as having a formidable kick and really sharp teeth. The female in her pair was extremely dominant and mined the whole area under our basement with long tunnels where she preferred to stay all day. The male used to walk around the house and asked to be petted every two seconds. Then he’d bite your petting hand.
I think I’m going to church this Sunday, dressed as an Easter egg. We’ll see what happens. If I survive I let you know!
When I emailed the story to my sister, I commented “Sounds like someone watched ‘The Passion of Christ’ one too many times”.
It seems to have been a passion play, substituting the Easter Bunny for Jesus!
That subservient chicken thing is good. I had a hard time finding out that it was all pre-performed and programmed. It wasn’t until I asked it to “push that couch back a couple feet” and it did pushups did I realize it wasn’t a guy being paid to perform for a webcam.
The male used to walk around the house and asked to be petted every two seconds. Then he’d bite your petting hand.
I think I might have dated him! :)
Every Easter in my pretty how town one of the big churches big enough that police officers have to direct traffic when it lets out *three times* a week), Woodmen Valley Chapel, puts on a passion play.
I don’t know if they did it this year, what with Mel Gibson kind of upstaging them and all, but as I understand it it involves (incidentally, not as a core part of the performance) spraying the front couple of rows of the audience with “Jesus'” blood.
Fun.
Very popular as a family outing for parents and their young children, by the way.
Jesus blood is the same as wine, right? That sounds like quite a wild party.
Up all night drinkin’ the blood o’ Christ!
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