The Mill Avenue Resistance is still going strong, but lately the preaching on Mill has been even more pathetic than usual. The last two weeks in November, Al (who is usually reliable for a laugh) refused to haul his god and pony show out for ridicule, but late last Saturday night there was a spark of hope for the preachers in Al’s surrogate Brant, until he opened his mouth.

If you thought you had heard nonsense from a street preacher before, you should really talk to this guy. He did have the same basic street preaching template that the others had to work from, but he seemed to have little or no knowledge of anything outside of that. It was pathetic.

So preachers, if you’re listening, step up your game and bring on someone who can at least give a half-assed attempt at defending your (admittedly indefensible) fairy tale god, or take a cue from the rest of your dwindling crew and just pack it in.

As for those on our side, while our opposition has been in sorry shape lately, we can’t afford to go down the same path. So far we still have good turnouts, but no matter how lame they get we must hold up our end, even in the frozen winter Hell that awaits us for the next couple of months. We’ll see what we can do about getting hot chocolate or coffee or somethin’ to ease the pain.

Thank you for coming out so consistently, and please bear with us while the preachers work out their personnel issues.