samiyam wrote:
Uh... in context, Onan's brother was dead and int the Jewish tribal tradition a man marries his brother's wife and gets her pregnant if he can in order to enlarge the size of the tribe so that it doesn't die out. Onan was selfish and didn't want his brother's wife to have children and that was a sin against the tribe and so "god" punished him by killing him. On that one piece of verse a whole misconception that masturbation was "a sin" was born... millions of good christian children were morally abused by this verse and the mis-interpretation of it.
But mis-interpretation of the bible and what it really is (mostly a tribal history written down and mis-translated too many times) seems to be the order of our society and why I'm very careful dealing with the "pseudo-christians" who profess to "Love Jesus" (did you know that his name wasn't really Jesus?).
Brian...
Scene 1
WISE MAN #1: Ahem.
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MANDY COHEN: Ohhh! Who are you?
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WISE MAN #1: We are three wise men.
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MANDY: What?!
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WISE MAN #1: We are three wise men.
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MANDY: Well, what are you doing creeping around a cow shed at two o'clock in the morning? That doesn't sound very wise to me.
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WISE MAN #3: We are astrologers.
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WISE MAN #1: We have come from the East.
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MANDY: Is this some kind of joke?
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WISE MAN #2: We wish to praise the infant.
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WISE MAN #1: We must pay homage to him.
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MANDY: Homage? You're all drunk. It's disgusting. Out! The lot, out!
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WISE MAN #1: No—
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MANDY: Bursting in here with tales about oriental fortune tellers. Come on. Out!
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WISE MAN #2: No, no. We must see him.
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MANDY: Go and praise someone else's brat! Go on!
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WISE MAN #2: We—
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WISE MAN #1: We were led by a star.
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MANDY: Or led by a bottle, more like. Go on. Out!
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WISE MAN #1: Well— well, we must see him. We have brought presents.
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MANDY: Out!
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WISE MAN #2: Gold. Frankincense. Myrrh.
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MANDY: Well, why didn't you say? He's over there. —- Sorry the place is a bit of a mess. Well, what is myrrh, anyway?
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WISE MAN #3: It is a valuable balm.
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MANDY: A balm? What are you giving him a balm for? It might bite him.
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WISE MAN #3: What?
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MANDY: That's a dangerous animal. Quick! Throw it in the trough.
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WISE MAN #1: No, it isn't.
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MANDY: Yes, it is. It's great, big mmm...
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WISE MAN #3: No, no, no. It is an ointment.
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MANDY: Aww, there is an animal called a balm,... or did I dream it? So, you're astrologers, are you? Well, what is he then?
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WISE MAN #2: Hmm?
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MANDY: What star sign is he?
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WISE MAN #2: Uh, Capricorn.
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MANDY: Uhh, Capricorn, eh? What are they like?
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WISE MAN #2: Ooh, but... he is the son of God, our Messiah.
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WISE MAN #1: King of the Jews.
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MANDY: And that's Capricorn, is it?
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WISE MAN #2: Uh, no, no, no. That's just him.
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MANDY: Ohh, I was going to say, 'Otherwise, there'd be a lot of them.'
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WISE MAN #1: By what name are you calling him?
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MANDY: Uh, 'Brian'.
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WISE MEN: We worship you, O Brian, who are Lord over us all. Praise unto you, Brian, and to the Lord, our Father. Amen.
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MANDY: Do you do a lot of this, then?
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WISE MAN #2: What?
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MANDY: This praising.
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WISE MAN #2: No, no. No, no.
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MANDY: Er, well, um, if you're dropping by again, do pop in. Heh. And thanks a lot for the gold and frankincense, er, but don't worry too much about the myrrh next time. All right? Heh. Thank you. Good-bye. Well, weren't they nice? Hmm. Out of their bloody minds, but still.
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MANDY: Look at that. Hoo hoo hoo.
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MANDY: Here! Here! Here, that— that's mine! Hee. Hey, you just gave me that! Oh.
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BABY BRIAN:
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MANDY: Shut up.
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SINGER: Brian. The babe they called 'Brian',
He grew,... grew, grew, and grew—
Grew up to be— grew up to be
A boy called 'Brian'—
A boy called 'Brian'.
He had arms... and legs... and hands... and feet,
This boy... whose name was 'Brian',
And he grew,... grew, grew, and grew—
Grew up to be—
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Yes, he grew up to be
A teenager called 'Brian'—
A teenager called 'Brian',
And his face became spotty.
Yes, his face became spotty,
And his voice dropped down low
And things started to grow
On young Brian and so
He was certainly no—
No girl named 'Brian',
Not a girl named 'Brian'.
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And he started to shave
And have one off the wrist
And want to see girls
And go out and get pissed,
A man called 'Brian'—
This man called 'Brian'—
The man they called 'Brian'—
This man called 'Brian'!
Ahh!
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