jesus camp

Hmm, the difference between this kind of thing and an Islamic madrassa is what?

Seems like mass indoctrination is back with a bang.
 
When I was a kid I enjoyed reading Robert Heinlein's stories about a future America ruled by a theocracy. I never for one second thought they could come true. The more I learn about the religious right in the US, the more I'm starting to think Mr Heinlein was slightly prophetic. It scares the poo out of me.
 
We have a little God Camp on the lake near where I live.

It's a little spooky.

A lot of parents send their kids there as it only costs $100 a week. That is a full week of swimming, eating, and CHURCH. They keep the cost low so that non fundies will think "what a great deal!". I think the parents get zombies back.
 
When I was a kid growing up in Alabama, our equivalent was the Southern Baptist summertime "Vacation Bible School," which didn't cost a dime, but eff'ed me up real good for months. You didn't have to be a SB to go (I wasn't, and my parents put the kibosh on it when they found out what was going on there, indoctination-wise). Economy and efficiency, all in one.
 
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That's funny.

I went to Greek Orthodox camp one summer, and I learned religous moderation.

The priests taught
1.) We aren't in the final days
2.) Revalations is not meant to be taken seriously
3.) Confession is not needed and silly
4.) Believe what science tells you (evolution...)

I also had my first kiss and first slow dance with a girl there....
 
When I was in high school I dated a girl who went off to a summer Bible camp. When she came back, she said that Jesus had told her she shouldn't date me any more.

Thank you, Jesus.
 
simonmaal said:
Hmm, the difference between this kind of thing and an Islamic madrassa is what?
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That's the scary thing. Pastor Becky, the woman you see in the trailer, has said in interviews that the whole point of her camp is to create a Christian version of the Madrassa.
 
Brainache said:
When I was a kid I enjoyed reading Robert Heinlein's stories about a future America ruled by a theocracy. I never for one second thought they could come true. The more I learn about the religious right in the US, the more I'm starting to think Mr Heinlein was slightly prophetic. It scares the poo out of me.
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Revolt in 2100. Classic.
 
CONFESSION TIME!

I went to a Christian camp when I was a kid :D

I was a member of a Church of Christ, run by Americans. It was quite fundy and almost cult-like, but nothing like as bad as the CoC reputation.

Anyway, my sister and I were sent to this camp (also run by Americans) for a week for fun, games, and Jesus. And we learned songs! Oh so many songs. Let me repeat one for you here.

Grin again gang get gung-ho about gladness,
A boom boom boom,
Smile sweetly sister and you'll send Satan sadly away,
Hey hey!
Buck up brother Bill because a batch of bitter boys
Will be a batch of better boys behind a big big smile,
Grin again gang, get gung-ho about gladness.

At the time, that was awesome. Now, it's scares the beeheebery out of me. I mean, look at those lyrics!

And of course we learned the immortal "oh you can't get to heaven in a baked bean tin, cause a baked bean tin's got baked bins in, all my sins are washed away, I've been redeemed."

Good times.

No, wait.

Awful times.
 
As a youth I went to YMCA summer camp and managed not to get kicked out. It was fun but I always laughed inside when they made me say grace. I enjoyed it and often stayed a couple weeks. I felt if I could give my parents a break from me for a little longer that was a little better (and vice versa). I was such a thoughtful son sometimes. :rolleyes: No fundy camp though we did sing Kumbaya at least once a week.
 
simonmaal said:
Hmm, the difference between this kind of thing and an Islamic madrassa is what?

Seems like mass indoctrination is back with a bang.
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I'll go out on a limb and posit that there are probably hundreds of madrassas indoctrinating jihad and martyrdom, and probably not hundreds of Jesus Camps.
 
tkingdoll said:
CONFESSION TIME!

I went to a Christian camp when I was a kid :D

I was a member of a Church of Christ, run by Americans. It was quite fundy and almost cult-like, but nothing like as bad as the CoC reputation.

Anyway, my sister and I were sent to this camp (also run by Americans) for a week for fun, games, and Jesus. And we learned songs! Oh so many songs. Let me repeat one for you here.

Grin again gang get gung-ho about gladness,
A boom boom boom,
Smile sweetly sister and you'll send Satan sadly away,
Hey hey!
Buck up brother Bill because a batch of bitter boys
Will be a batch of better boys behind a big big smile,
Grin again gang, get gung-ho about gladness.

At the time, that was awesome. Now, it's scares the beeheebery out of me. I mean, look at those lyrics!

And of course we learned the immortal "oh you can't get to heaven in a baked bean tin, cause a baked bean tin's got baked bins in, all my sins are washed away, I've been redeemed."

Good times.

No, wait.

Awful times.
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I think we were actually at the same camp. How weird.

Did you do...

Lord I lift your name on high
Lord I love to sing your praises
I'm so glad you're in my life
I'm so glad you came to save us
You came from heaven to earth
To show the way
From the earth to the cross
My debts are paid
From the cross to the grave
From the grave to the sky
Lord I lift your name on high

?

The weirdest part... I still remember all the lyrics... And many more. Hm.

What else was there...

Oh yes, that's where I learned to sing Amazing Grace to the tune of the Gilligan's Island theme song. We had to do it before every meal. There were also scorpions.
 
tkingdoll said:
And of course we learned the immortal "oh you can't get to heaven in a baked bean tin, cause a baked bean tin's got baked bins in, all my sins are washed away, I've been redeemed."
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Help! I'm being brainwashed by Bible beans in a bean bin!
 
RemieV said:
I think we were actually at the same camp. How weird.

Did you do...

Lord I lift your name on high
Lord I love to sing your praises
I'm so glad you're in my life
I'm so glad you came to save us
You came from heaven to earth
To show the way
From the earth to the cross
My debts are paid
From the cross to the grave
From the grave to the sky
Lord I lift your name on high

?

The weirdest part... I still remember all the lyrics... And many more. Hm.

What else was there...

Oh yes, that's where I learned to sing Amazing Grace to the tune of the Gilligan's Island theme song. We had to do it before every meal. There were also scorpions.
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Well, I assume your camp wasn't in the middle of England like mine, but it could well have been the same organisers.

Yes, I remember that song. I was always embarassed by it because one was expected to raise ones hands in exaltation. I hated that sort of thing.

Did you do the one that went something like "shake a friend's hand, shake a hand next to you"? - each verse was a different action that you had to do to the person next to you. Nothing dodgy, I hasten to add! The minister would always start the last verse with something 'hilarious' like "pick a friend's nose!" and we'd all fall about laughing. And not pick any noses, obviously.

Ah, what passed for a social life!
 
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