Thursday, February 18, 2010

Semester TWO, Blog #6
Jim Casy


1. it's love. i love people so much im fit to bust, sometimes'. An' i say......

I got thinkin’ how we was holy when we was one thing, an’ mankin’ was holy when it was one thing. An’ it on’y got unholy when one mis’able little fella got the bit in his teeth an’ run off his own way, kickin’ an’ draggin’ an’ fightin’. Fella like that bust the holi-ness. But when they’re all workin’ together, not one fella for another fella, but one fella kind of harnessed to the whole shebang—that’s right, that’s holy.


What they reveal about the character
A preacher who gave up his ministry out of a belief that all human experience is holy.

The bank is something more than men, I tell you. It's the monster. Men made it, but they can't control it.

Please post your response by 11:59:59pm on 2/18/10.

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