So... there are many reasons to point out my hypocrisy. I am no where near where I desire to be in my discipleship. But it was interesting my reactions to some stuff this last weekend during the Grand Prix of Long Beach:
I live in Long Beach, as many of you may know. And I hate that damn race, for many many reasons. Some of the less consequential ones are that it makes traffic bad, even further away where I live, as people need to come down through my neighborhood to get out of Long Beach.
The noise, all day long the screaming of engines. I am two miles away and it was this constant droning noise, I hated it.
But the more serious issues:
The incredible waste of fuel for what really is no more than entertainment
The incredible damage to our environment for again, what is actually no more than entertainment.
The celebration of sponsors and the plastering of logos everywhere as we worship at the altar of consumerism.
But the worst part is the displacing of homeless people. To their credit there are many organizations that try and help these friends of mine during this weekend. But the common practice is to give them tickets at every opportunity all year round. Guess what, they cannot pay the tickets, and often do not have the ability to even show up at the court. They turn into warrants. Then during the Grand Prix, or the Marathan, or July 4th they go round them up and put them in jail for the weekend so they don't put our city in a bad light.
This race does bring business to our city, and provide at least temporary jobs, but over all I hate it.
As I was sitting in my self righteousness, smoking a cigar and reading a book in the sun I realized...
If someone asked me if I wanted to drive one of those cars...
I would be in that driver seat faster than you can say, "what a f'n hypocrite"
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"into what?"
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