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The Moscow Problem

So I'm from Moscow.
But watch how well I can preserve my credibility, my mystique, my aura of profundity by keeping a healthy attitude of skepticism. You see, I fear that many will think that I’m merely a groupie. That I have no real thoughts, dreams, hopes, aspirations of my own. Many might assume that I lack a shiny moon path of my own to follow. Oh no. I’m bigger than that because I have doubts. Not big doubts. Not Charliesque doubts. I keep my doubts small and manageable, like my readership. Just watch me and my doubts.
First, Moscow has the obvious DW problem. Now I am not going to call him a “Sonuvabitch.” But if I did I would make sure to spell it funny to make sound more like “dang” rather than the big big D. Also, I would mean it in a good way, like as a movie quote. Now my problem with DW is simple. I know what he is thinking. Sometimes he is thinking happy, godly, hallelujah-type thoughts. And sometimes he is thinking nasty, self righteous, O-the-deep-deep-mines-of-Moria thoughts. Now my knowledge of his secret thoughts is foundational, so don’t ask for proof, because no proof for foundational assumptions can be given. And if you’ve read you’re VanTil you’ll know that just this once I can be circular (so back off). His happy thoughts are substantial enough that I refuse to denounce him outright. I’ll even defend him if somebody gets carried away in lambasting him. But there are those nasty thoughts of his. Those “I’m better than the world” thoughts. And those are enough to make me raise an eyebrow once or twice. That’s it though. I raise an eyebrow at it. And then you can know that I’m a man of integrity. And if you ask me why I am raising an eyebrow, I’ll whisper quietly to you “I know what he is thinking.” Or maybe I’ll send it as a track back.
Moscow problem number two. Credenda Offenda (Made it up myself. Promise to link me if you use that.) When I complain about Credenda I begin with describing how Credenda used to be. But now it has gotten so . . . oh blather! Really it’s the same as the DW thing. I know what Credenda is thinking as well. I call it the tone. Now this is brilliant of me, and if you try it yourself you really ought to link me for this as well. I don’t take issue with any particular article, I have a problem with the tone. What is the tone? It’s a foundational assumption. Read your stinking VanTil! (Aren’t you glad I didn’t use the big big D? How about the big big D and a frowny bracket?)
Now there are many other Moscow problems, the NSA ads in Credenda, Leithart and green pants, oh I could go on and on. But I’m only here to raise an eyebrow. Anyhow, I’m off to watch the LOR trailer. Check me later for a killer review.
Dig my gravitas.