Call Him "The Artist Formally Known As 'Putz'"

Now, you see, here's the problem in a nutshell:

Above, you've got this bozo talking about he's written "the ultimate Christian Rock song", which - to be perfectly honest - is a very, very low bar to hop over (What are we talking, here, something by Winger?) and still he fails. Not only with the composition, but with the presentation, and just,...well, everything.

So now we can do a comparison of "Jesus Rocks" (which ought to appeal to The Crack Emcee, right?) with the best manifestation of Satan we could find - T.S.O.L. (True Sounds Of Liberty) doing their glorious punk ode to necrophelia, "Code Blue":



Um,...hmmm. Well, we gotta say, "Sorry Jesus", but - when it comes to a choice between praising your name or having sex with a dead corpse - Satan just makes the latter sound like a lot more fun! His minions play better, have a greater grasp of musical theory, and lyrically? Face it:

Some lamer in a tweed jacket, warbling about religion, just can't compete.

And that's really the problem with religion today, whether we like it or not. It's the problem with "spirituality", too. It's the same problem with almost the whole stupid set-up around here:

Like your turkey, resting in the center of the Thanksgiving table, y'all just make death by fire look too damned good.

Hat Tip: Scotteriology