In the eighth and final installation of Mark Dery’s “critical novella” about a ’70s Jesus Freak who switches saviors (from J.C. to Ziggy), the author connects the dots between his devout Bowiephilia and what theologians call kenosis—the emptying out of the self to make room for the indwelling spirit of god.
Why did the chairman of golf’s most prestigious tournament have the temerity to violate the Great Public Ritual of Celebrity Disgrace by publicly castigating Tiger Woods just as he was headed for redemption? Did Woods’ socially-proscribed moral transgressions simply provide Golf’s Old Guard a perfect opportunity to reassert who should be in and who should be out?
When their son Zachary came home from science class with a cross burned on his forearm It was not the religion that bothered his parents, but the injury to their child. They sued, and brought science v. creationism back into the courts for another round.
