January 09, 2006

R.L. Hymers Update

For those who have been tracking the process as I explore my "cult" years, there's information at the livejournal of a gentleman named Doxa that may prove illuminating. It appears that Bob Hymers' group, the Baptist Tabernacle, has become even more twisted as time has gone by.

You might turn the volume down on your computer before you go, if you find—as I do—that music is hard to read to if it contains words. (Of course, it could be that I'm the only baby boomer who cannot cope with background music in that way. I can live with that.)

• Doxa on the Hymerites' clumsy "outreach"; we discover that cell phones are the work of the devil;

• A friend of Doxa's finds out that clothes make the woman;

• Doxa strategizes about how to politely make Ileana Hymers go away.

Virginia Woolf: "I thought about how unpleasant it was to be locked out. Then I thought about how much worse it was to be locked in."


[I'm paraphrasing, but I believe I'm awfully close. Anyone who wants to find the quotation in Room of One's Own should fact-check my ass, here. Thanks.]

Posted by: Attila Girl at 02:10 PM | Comments (4) | Add Comment
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1 I'm curious to know how they have changed over the years, specifically in light of my experience. I suppose cellphones weren't very common in the 70's. I wonder when they started banning cell phones at church. Sorry about the BGM. To tell the truth, I usually mute my computer when I go to my blog... I love the song, so I put it up there, but I wish it didn't play every single time... If at least I knew how to embed buttons on my blog to control the music (like they do on myspace). I guess I just need to do a little search for a code.

Posted by: doxa at January 09, 2006 09:20 PM (v5ykV)

2 You forgot to put a link where we could "fact check" your ass or to we email you to sent up an appointment in person?

Posted by: joe at January 10, 2006 10:12 AM (P6pqJ)

3 Oh, so you're going to get literal-minded for the sake of a cheap joke I assure you that my butt is the essence of integrity. My husband will vouch for its accuracy. If you're like an appointment with him, however, that's fine. He is, however, 6'2", a former Marine, and armed to the teeth.

Posted by: Attila Girl at January 10, 2006 05:36 PM (/y+/O)

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Posted by: ovmbqm at January 25, 2006 02:49 PM (qQS/K)

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