Linnea got a hold an old Boy Scouts song book of my FIL's.
She is reading through it.
She is mocking it to hell.
The real reason the Boys Scouts are not faring well in this day and age: Gen Z has mocked them to death.
According to Linnea the songs say they have to pray to God to ask for help for every simple task (making food and making their beds), smoking pot (jimson weed...), going to war even thought they're just out in the wilderness making a campfire from twigs, dying for their non existent girl friends ("Susanna is not going to miss you, homie"), and grinding their friends to death in some weird machine. Rubbing little children with oil, maybe prior to roasting, she asked. Also, they call each other a gang and have to sing when they meet new people rather than just saying hi. I never thought I'd laugh my head off at The Battle Hymn of the Republic. As read -and commented on- by Linnea, it had not a single shred of solemnity left.
Her lack of reverence is making us laugh our heads off.
She is reading through it.
She is mocking it to hell.
The real reason the Boys Scouts are not faring well in this day and age: Gen Z has mocked them to death.
According to Linnea the songs say they have to pray to God to ask for help for every simple task (making food and making their beds), smoking pot (jimson weed...), going to war even thought they're just out in the wilderness making a campfire from twigs, dying for their non existent girl friends ("Susanna is not going to miss you, homie"), and grinding their friends to death in some weird machine. Rubbing little children with oil, maybe prior to roasting, she asked. Also, they call each other a gang and have to sing when they meet new people rather than just saying hi. I never thought I'd laugh my head off at The Battle Hymn of the Republic. As read -and commented on- by Linnea, it had not a single shred of solemnity left.
Her lack of reverence is making us laugh our heads off.