27 August 2010
I got off the transit bus this morning behind a guy who had a huge United Methodist Church emblem tattooed on his left calf. He's branded forever: Methodist Guy. He won't ever have to explain himself or his beliefs until he's on vacation with his grand kids and they want to know what that reddish squiggle beside the blackish-bluish lines used to be. He will explain to them that he was real cool in college so he expressed his love for Jesus and Methodism in permanent body art. But the UMC logo will have evolved by then, and his grand kids will probably think he was into burning crosses in people's yards during the human rights movement because kids have no sense of time and they just lump all of the history they know into one big day where there were a bunch of wars and light bulbs were invented. It's okay, kids, grandpa is a good person, he was just real cool in college.
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