Casting Nasturtiums

I've picked up on Sally's comments about people heaping opprobrium, odium and Imodium on each other in an argument which appears to be over a book that hasn't been published yet.  I have to say that if Malcolm McLaren were alive to day he'd be impressed at the pre-sales that Rob Bell will have stacked up by now. A free publicity campaign on a grand scale. Not since Origen wrote his ground-breaking "The devil - is he really all bad?" has a book of popular theology caused such wild excitement.

We in the Beaker Folk are similar to what Sally has described. But, since arguments tend to break out at dinner time, we find that everybody starts throwing ladles around. And while sticks and stones may break my bones, ladles leave quite a nasty mark. Especially if you get the handle in your eye. Please don't try this at home.