Reformation Day arrives again and once again the anniversary will be mostly ignored.

Instead the day will be dominated by goblins, jackal, and the free distribution of edible

earwax, also known as candy corn, which is absolutely disgusting.

But more seriously, this was an especially tough year to be a dead white guy.

This year's vandals desecrated the Reformation Wall in Geneva, Switzerland, not one time

but twice.

In March, feminist activists spray painted the wall with question, where are the women?

And then in mid-July, the statues of Calvin, Farrell, Beza, and Knox were baptized in

gallons of bright paint, so rainbow of colors and what appears to have been a public protest

against quote-unquote bigots who are out of step with pro gay culture.

And then in June, a prominent evangelical voice in the States came out to suggest that reform

folks read dead white guys because they have daddy issues and because they're evading

personal critique, retreating into books by Spurgeon, Calvin, and Luther, calling readers

of these guys quote, little boys with father wounds looking for spiritual fathers who

pick dead guys who are not going to actually get to know them or correct them, end quote.

Wow.

So dead white guys have fallen on hard times, Pastor John, should we stop reading them?

What did you say?

Well, talking about celebrating these guys gives me a chance to say something just by way

of preface, it is possible to celebrate people whether dead or alive out of proportion

with their importance.

You might over-celebrate somebody, you might under-celebrate somebody.

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