The people in Milwaukee have something over the rest of us. Yup, they dish it out by the truckload and it's getting spread all over America. Somebody had the imagination to bag it and sell it, and we buy the stuff in convenient, pre-measured packages and fertilize our yards with it.
Do you remember elephant jokes? Something tells me there have been Milorganite jokes passed around the greater Milwaukee area for years. Hey, every bag declares that their residents are dumping on the rest of us! Just read the ingredient label: sewage sludge. What did you think it was? Consider the name ... Mil = Milwaukee; organite = organic material. Is this news to you or had you already figured it out? Hey, I have no problem that they are making a good profit selling the waste material of their city; as a matter of fact, I think it's pure genius. I can just see how they must be getting the last laugh!
But they are not the only ones. There have always been manure merchants who would deprive you of your wealth in exchange for their wares ... those who trade their cesspool for your valuables. Who are these guys? Where do they live? We point and say, There they are over there, but are we sure that we are not gazing into a mirror? For everyone who has ever made a shady deal, whether trading candy or cars, is guilty!
But let's get beyond the realm of tangibles into the BS of the mind. It begins when I learn that my own Stinkin' Thinkin' can be profitable. I may not get $$'s for it, but you can be very sure that it is not out of the goodness of my heart (and just a note here: profit is not evil, but taking advantage of people for such gain is). It is the con game that we have learned when we can trade off the excrement of our mind for somebody else's hard-earned possessions. We can color basic concepts so that they appear to be something different; but as there really is no new thing under the sun we're just looking at plain, simple covetousness and thievery.
When little Bobby wants little Susie's toy, he can either take it outright by grabbing it from her or he can do it behind her back. That's stealing. But he discovers that he can talk it out of her by offering a perceived value in exchange. In other words, he's giving his mental poo-poo for something Susie has, and even though she thinks she's getting something of value, she's not, and it's still stealing. We just think it sounds more sophisticated.
And the beat goes on ... and it has proliferated! We have become a society of mental manure addicts. We can't wait for the latest guru to enlighten us in the paths of personal gain and/or satisfaction. And there are so many slants offered we can choose those that don't cramp our style. Little Bobby has grown up, and he has discovered that the world is full of Little Susies! His main concern is how to package his product to compete in the marketplace.
Labeling is all important. Not because it tells you what's inside, but because the seller can present a perceived value. In other words, he is appealing to our deeper wants and needs and creating the illusion that we can get it with his product. Just observe an evenings' worth of TV commercials and notice how little is actually said about the product itself. We are being sold clout and adventure and sex-appeal and intimacy and comfort and belonging and self-esteem and peace of mind ... and the list goes on and on. We buy into the marketing because we are so desperate and needy, and often we don't look past the label to see that it's just stuff in a container! But labels do say an awful lot to those who look past all the promo.
You know, the lines can get very blurry at times; for if I lost my place in this essay I might think I was describing the marketing of religion. But then again, if the religious mind really shows itself in areas other than organized religions, there may not be a line after all!
Religious merchants are no different than any other shady dealers (and I am not targeting those who sell religious things, such as books or T-shirts). They have a product which has been bagged and is being offered for purchase. The appeal is the same as is presented to the world, but it is cleverly disguised by religious words. The product is the same ... just read the labels!
What can a label really tell you? If you look it says that it is nothing more than the sum of its stated ingredients! But it reveals much more than that. It declares that it is just like everything else that has a label ... IT IS FOR SALE!
God is not for sale. What He offers cannot be contained in a label, for He has given the life of His Son for those who are bankrupt; and it is this same life that is offered to those who receive it. I don't think that He approves of having His name or the name of His Son used as a sales gimmick or as an endorsement. We may put these names on our bag of religious BS, but the contents have nothing whatever to do with Him.
For we are not like many, peddling the word of God, but as from sincerity, but as from God, we speak in Christ in the sight of God 2 Corinthians 2:17
Religion and Milorganite are spelled differently, but they have an awful lot in common. The fertilizer used to have a warning on the back that their product should not be used in vegetable gardening for the simple reason that there is stuff in it that is not good for human consumption. It might be a good idea if a similar caution was included in religious marketing. Of the two, I think your money is better spent on Milorganite!