Hydroxychloroquine, Gish Gallops, and Ignoring Thesis Statements

by John Ellis I understand that online comment sections often devolve into a form of the Gish gallop, but my cognitive acceptance doesn’t necessarily require my existential acceptance. In fact, my irritation over this phenomenon is one of the variables that drove me from Facebook and will likely drive me from Twitter once this pandemic … Continue reading Hydroxychloroquine, Gish Gallops, and Ignoring Thesis Statements

A Godless Fundamentalist: Chapter 7 “My Year as a Bob Jones University Preacher Boy”

by John Ellis If you continue reading, you’re going to discover that for a span of time as an adult, I was a drug dealer. You’ll read about how truly depraved I was and some of the truly terrible things I’ve done. You’ll find out about some of the weird and incredible, if not miraculous, … Continue reading A Godless Fundamentalist: Chapter 7 “My Year as a Bob Jones University Preacher Boy”

A Godless Fundamentalist: Chapter 6

by John Ellis Bob Jones University used to bill itself as the world’s most unusual university. I don’t know if that tag was ever true, but within the fundamentalist bubble of my youth BJU was definitely not unusual. The university was the standard by which many other fundamentalist organizations (including IFB churches) were judged. When … Continue reading A Godless Fundamentalist: Chapter 6

A Godless Fundamentalist: Chapter 5

by John Ellis During my transition from a Christian day school to a Bob Jones University student, grunge music and its accompanying culture became my god. It didn’t happen overnight, though. The 1993-94 school year, my senior year, provided me with clarity about my beliefs, or lack thereof, as well as boldness to act on … Continue reading A Godless Fundamentalist: Chapter 5

Confessions of a Writer

by John Ellis Waylon Jennings’ wisdom was misplaced. Being a cowboy is a noble profession. Not to mention, a profession packed with the potential for adventure, good old-fashioned sweat, and the riding of horses as an integral part of the job description. And it’s mostly outside, sitting around campfires while eating freshly grilled steak paired … Continue reading Confessions of a Writer