Blog & Mablog
En podcast av Canon Press
683 Avsnitt
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Having the Jim Jams Over Blasphemy Laws
Publicerades: 2023-10-23 -
When Everything Starts to Converge on the Point
Publicerades: 2023-10-20 -
You are the Man, and You Are Responsible
Publicerades: 2023-10-17 -
As the Internet Is Without Sin, We Will Let It Cast the First Stone
Publicerades: 2023-10-17 -
A Moral Compass and the Ball Peen Hammer
Publicerades: 2023-10-17 -
From Babel to Pentecost
Publicerades: 2023-10-04 -
A Round-Up On Race, Ethnicity, and Antisemitism
Publicerades: 2023-10-03 -
What a Father Could Have Taught
Publicerades: 2023-09-27 -
The Case of Owen and the Memorials
Publicerades: 2023-09-25 -
Sexual Shenanigans in High Places
Publicerades: 2023-09-18 -
Young, Restless, and Red-Pilled
Publicerades: 2023-09-13 -
Isker, Dreher, and Me
Publicerades: 2023-09-11 -
So Can Demons Be Uploaded Onto Silicon?
Publicerades: 2023-09-06 -
Live Not By Lies . . . At Least Not Lots of Them
Publicerades: 2023-09-05 -
Let’s You and Him Fight
Publicerades: 2023-08-30 -
The Kind of Election We Are Not Going to Have
Publicerades: 2023-08-29 -
On Walking Along the Balance Beam of, You Know, Balance
Publicerades: 2023-08-23 -
The Prodigal Son and Christian Nationalism
Publicerades: 2023-08-21 -
The Case Against Conscription
Publicerades: 2023-08-16 -
Sly Dog Teachers
Publicerades: 2023-08-14
The point of this podcast is pretty broad — “All of Christ for all of life.” In order to make that happen, we need “theology that bites back.” I want to advance what you might call a Chestertonian Calvinism, and to bring that attitude to bear on education, sex and culture, theology, politics, book reviews, postmodernism, expository studies, along with other random tidbits that come into my head. My perspective is usually not hard to discern. In theology I am an evangelical, postmill, Calvinist, Reformed, and Presbyterian, pretty much in that order. In politics, I am slightly to the right of Jeb Stuart. In my cultural sympathies, if we were comparing the blight of postmodernism to a vast but shallow goo pond, I would observe that I have spent many years on these stilts and have barely gotten any of it on me.
