Pat Robertson Said What??!!
Jan 17, 2010I’m sure you’ve heard all about it: Pat Robertson said that Haiti’s founders made a pact with Satan in 1791 …Read More
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I’m sure you’ve heard all about it: Pat Robertson said that Haiti’s founders made a pact with Satan in 1791 …Read More
Last weekend FoxNews analyst Brit Hume said something so beyond-the-pale that the outrage has been deafening.
Did he say Janet Napolitano …Read More
This is the Introduction to my book Amazing Grace: William Wilberforce and the Heroic Campaign to End Slavery.
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WE OFTEN …Read More
Here below is the full text of the original article — written by Buzz Aldrin — published in Guideposts magazine …Read More
To End All Christian Films
A movie that takes evil seriously
by Eric Metaxas
(This is a review of “To End All Wars”, …Read More
At twelve o’clock stood New York Governor, George Pataki. At one o’clock , White House Press Secretary Ari Fleisher. At two o’clock was former New York City Mayor Rudy Guiliani. At three o’clock , just across the aisle, were Katie Couric, Matt Lauer, and Ann Curry. Everywhere one looked were pundits and anchors and government officials, so many of them that you thought you had fallen into your tv set.
I trust this finds you as miserable and stupid as ever. I am pleased to take a respite from our usual tutorial and venture into something a bit broader, but vastly instructive for our larger purposes. To wit: I shall today croak a paean of praise to a particular work of middlebrow non-fiction. The genre has been particularly good to us, Wormwood! Do you remember The Passover Plot? Or that excellent hoax by Erich von Daniken, In Search of Ancient Astronauts?
Hey, everybody, are you celebrating? It’s the 20th anniversary of We Are The World! I confess I’m not celebrating, although I am mystified and somewhat entertained at the idea of marking this “anniversary”. Because for something to be remembered doesn’t it have to be, well, memorable? As far as I know We Are The World is memorable mostly as a kind of harmless pop-trivia 80’s joke, like mullets or Alf.
Pray do not ask me, dear reader, how the following correspondence fell into my possession. Suffice it to say that the C.S. Lewis Estate’s legal counsel prevents me from revealing very much on that subject, and my own legal counsel says I mustn’t tempt fate on this score. I chafe sorely at these constraints; nonetheless, the litigious nature of modern society is not easily gainsaid.
For me, the main purpose of art is transportation. I’m not talking about murals on the sides of buses. I’m talking about the singular ability of art to pull us, Alice-like, through the Looking Glass and into other realms. I have always maintained that the fictional depiction of such journeys — as when Aeneas descends into the Underworld, or when the Pevensi kids go through the wardrobe to Narnia — is really about what happens when a person encounters art.