Wouldn’t be manly.
And with yet another “You Gotta Be Macho For Jesus” conference planned — on the heels of September’s Marc Driscoll/Wilson Men Circle Hercules — it seems unlikely that the Paterfamilias of the Palouse is mellowing out in much of anything.
Still, I’ve noticed a slight change of tone regarding the Occupy Wall Street/99 Percent movement, for which, as a sentimental, silly gal, I’m grateful for. Initially, he called the protesters “pustules,” which seemed, ohhh, I don’t know — maybe less than charitable, given, especially, the focus of their efforts to help poor and middle class Americans. Then, a few days later, we had from Wilson a switch from the dermatological to the entomological; he referred to the protesters as some sort of horse-fly-lice thing.
Now, according to this week’s post on Blog and Mablog, they’re just “Occuhippies.”
Hand me a tissue. It appears our boy is growing up.