The Christian carnival we saw this afternoon and evening in front of the Civic Center Music Hall was a perfect demonstration of the wide variety of America's love for Jesus and all things connected with him that can be bloody, torturous, repressive, and ignorant.
These demonstrators against the alleged Black Mass performed by an amateur drama club were not your average Sunday morning main stream worshipers that come to my mind such as Baptists of any variety, Presbyterians, Methodists, or even Episcopalians and Roman Catholics.
The agitation invoked by Paul Cloakley, CEO of OKC Catholics, Inc.--to try and stop a satiric version of the conventional mass--stirred up more than his own parishioner-stockholders. He agitated the cockroaches of believers who come out at the slightest provocation to feed on religious dissension, their life's blood.
I walked around this evening and took photos of the colorful extravaganza of signs, curses, and hysteria.
The only thing missing was the cotton candy.
|An unused cross is a terrible thing to waste.|
|Even vegetarians get the dig from the flat-earthers.|
|It's always odd to see the east front of a |
building with sunlight on it at sunset.
|A sad figure.|
|A rainbow blessing.|
|Jesus made a personal appearance|
|A member of the red sash contingent.|