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November 16, 2005
Marguerite Perrin: People Still Love/Hate Her
This site is still being inundated with requests for everyone's favorite psychotic Christian, Marguerite Perrin. I'm not sure why, but she's really popular. I think she's just a very memorable character. Or maybe it's one of those things where everybody knows somebody kind of like her... the zealous Christian who you can imagine crossing that line if you pushed him or her just right. Because people like this exist... people who shelter themselves from everything worldly because it might be "ungodly." Once I was chewed out by a supposed Christian because I went to a party where there was dancing and rock music and alcohol and a dead pig. I was told that, instead of joining them in dancing and having a good time, I should have been telling them about Jesus. Because I know that these people wanted me to interrupt their party and preach to them. I know that a Saturday night hicktown party is where people want to hear about the word of God. Because certainly they wouldn't have just kicked me out or worse yet beat me up.
The Marguerite Perrin's of the world, they believe that to be a Christian, you must surround yourself by Christian things. Perrin is right about one thing. Everything is ungodly, at least by her definition. In the real world, the first thing you ask somebody is not "are you a Christian?" Because it doesn't matter. And even if it did, even if it were necessary to convert them, you're not going to achieve that by ridiculing them and making them feel bad.
Perrin's new family, for all their gargoyles and evil Christmas light stars... they prayed, and they went to church. They tried it. They opened themselves up to it, and they tried really hard for her. But she just got crazy and started rebuking things in the name of the Lord.
Amazingly, Perrin believes that she actually talks to God. Not like you or I talk to God. She's not like "Lord, please help me get this job" or "Thank you for the blessings you've given us this week" or "Please be negative, please be negative." But with Perrin, he responds. I don't know why he didn't warn her that she was going to live with a bunch of dark-sided heathens, or that a psychic was coming in to the radio studio, or that maybe she was going to make a fool out of herself and Christianity on national television. He must only tell her unimportant stuff. Like "treat your daughter like a slave. No, not the gluttonous single parent... your other daughter, the skinny, innocent and sweet one."
Geesh.
Posted by March at November 16, 2005 11:10 PM