Hit tip to Susan on the ACA list: Here’s an amusing story about an Ohio church that has brought its neighborhood together — in a flurry of noise complaints. Apparently they utilize a sound system cranked so loud that the windows in nearby houses rattle every Sunday morning. The reaction of the church to the notion that they’re disturbing the peace? Why, it’s the usual Christian dual-whine of “We’re being persecuted/Rules don’t apply to us!” Sayeth the Rev. Troy Sowell, “I’m not going to tell this congregation, ‘You’re being too loud.'” No, dude. It’s your sound system that’s too loud. But that’s okay. If you don’t want to tell your congregation there’s a problem, I’m sure the police will be happy to every time they write you up a citation. When most of what’s going into your collection plates is being sucked away by fines, maybe then you’ll get the message.
What creeps me out most, though, is the name of this church. “Christ the Warrior King”? And here I thought he was the Prince of Peace. The way religion fetishises war language, and just the very idea of war itself, is especially disturbing in light of the fact that every once in a while a member of the flock is entirely too happy to follow through on the concept, whether by crashing airplanes into buildings, or by simply leaving unexploded homemade bombs outside women’s clinics, some of which do explode.
So I’d say the noise isn’t the worst of it. It’s the usual barrage of sick brainwashing that’s going on inside, and the amplification is only making a blight on the community more apparent.