Mark Driscoll's take on gay Episcopalian bishop Vicky Gene Robinson is a wonderfully subtle bit of ironic commentary:
First the Episcopalians gave us V. Gene Robinson of New Hampshire, the openly gay bishop who left his wife and kids to have sex with a man and later revealed that he had been a closet alcoholic for years. He was the obvious choice because he is just like Jesus with the minor exceptions of his beliefs and life. (Emphasis added)
The remainder of the article, by the way, is a good commentary on the sad state of American Anglicanism (which Doug Wilson terms the "Episcopalian death spiral").
(H/T: BLOG and MABLOG.)
Speaking of Douglas Wilson, the same post directed me to this news article:
The fallout of the dissolution of the legal institution of marriage in Canada is proving the recently established maxim that the modern world is impervious to satire. . . .
Now a group of women in Vancouver are going one better than mere polygamy and are moving into previously unexplored realms of narcissism and marrying themselves. One said, "You can't commit to anyone else unless you're in touch with yourself."
The seven women, ranging in age from 24 to 50, have announced they will gather on a local beach, dressed in wedding gowns, and undergo a mock marriage ceremony.
I couldn't make this crap up if I tried.