To the writers and producers of NBC's long-running hit medical drama, “ER”:
Finally. You've gotten it right. Finally we have a Christian character on prime-time TV we can believe in. Hope, the intern. WOW is she spot-on. I mean, who hasn't met a Christian intern who asks, upon being asked out for coffee, “Have you accepted Jesus?” I know I have.
It's so nice that the esteemed writers and producers of this show have recognized that Christians are INCAPABLE of actually doing their work without spontaneously breaking out into prayer or Scripture-quoting. Even now, I'm suppressing a strong urge to perform an exorcism on my computer. I'm just so glad that NBC *gets* me and my ilk.
Of course, you stopped well short of a realistic portrayal with that show, because let's not forget that the main story arc was about a gay man and his partner dealing with End of Life issues. To be truly fair, Hope the Intern should have gone all Medievel on them, pronouncing that the dying man had received in himself the due penalty for his error.
Keep it coming, NBC. Great stuff. What we need is more judgemental (Weaver's Mom, e.g.), narrow-minded, ditsy, Scripture quotin', Bible totin' Christian folk on TV.
At least you made her smart enough to get through medical school. That's something.
Please stop lying. Seriously. The words “It’s not very fishy” should never escape your lips. It’s untrue. It’s dishonest. It’s criminal.
Okay, I realize that there is a peculiar taste to fish that we call “fishy.” Shocker. And I realize that based on the fish in question, how old it is, where it is caught, how it is stored, and how it is cooked, that particular taste will vary. But, in the end, it’s still fish. And fish tastes like? If you said fish, you have a pulse. Congrats. You now qualify for service in the Corporate Security business.
So, if fish tastes like fish, why is it that when faced with a non-Fish-eater, you so quickly mention that <insert favorite fish dish here> doesn’t taste “very fishy”? I would submit that your fish-detectors are less refined than ours. Big time. My mother in law has a similar thing with coffee. She can taste it like a shark tastes blood in the water. If it’s spilled within twenty miles of her, she knows it. This is how I am with fish.
If it’s fish, don’t tell people it’s not fishy. You clearly don’t know what fish tastes like. See, to you, a slightly “fishier” fish tastes good, but not great. To me, it all tastes like poison. And I don’t really want to taste even a bit of poison. Well, except for some caffeine now and then.
Try something for me. Go to your local Thai restaurant. If you don’t like Thai, start liking it. It’s great. Unfortunately, it’s fishy. There are flavors in Thai food for which I’m willing to ignore my Fish Detectors. Just get the Hot-n-Sour soup, or whatever they offer before meals. Try to taste the fish. If you can’t, I win (or the restaurant isn’t authentic). Then try the peanut sauce. Anything? Go for any rice dish. Fishy. Then try my favorite: Pad Khee Mao (noodle dish—hot). See if you can detect it. If you can’t, then realize you don’t know what fish tastes like. And stop telling me it’s “not fishy.” It’s FISH!