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Not so ‘cocky’ now, huh, Mr. Cockroach?

You know, I’ll never be accused of being a fan of the cockroach. Indeed, I kind of wish they would keep to themselves and never pop up in my space. That being said, this is some genuinely messed up stuff. This is a DIY controlled cockroach. Use your ‘smart’ phone to control the creatures movements. […]

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what maketh a writer?

A question for all of my fellow (I mean that in the non-etymologically masculine sense) Amish Jihadists: What makes one a writer? Is it the simple, ‘I write, therefore I am a writer’ truism? Or, is it something else? Something more? I just want to know when it’s appropriate or inappropriate to say, ‘I’m a […]

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The Transgendered Pat(sy)

As I’m sure most of you are well aware, at least by now, there is some confusion as to the exact job status of Heath Adam Ackley at Azusa Pacific University. With the simple pronouncement of “I’m transgender”, Adam, initially, claimed to have been fired only to later nuance that claim with the notion that […]

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I Want My Baby Back . . .

A thirteenth century conundrum: In the resurrection, will the rib taken from Adam to form Eve find itself back in Adam or remain in Eve? (I’m guessing this was the inspiration for Chili’s Baby Back Ribs song.)

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No More ‘Neo-Anabaptism’, Please

I feel like I have a lot to say on this topic, but, to be honest, I’m not sure I care enough–which, I think, may go hand in hand with this soon-to-be hackneyed observation of mine: It seems that the only people not interested in Neo-Anabaptism, despite all the branded/popular Christian writers trendily screaming about […]

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Kill the Poor (Raleigh, NC Style)

Nothing like titling a post after one of the best Dead Kennedy’s songs ever (Kill the Poor)–especially since, decades later, it remains terribly relevant. Just when you thought NC could not get any worse, anyone who attempts to feed the homeless in or around Moore Square in Raleigh, NC will be arrested. True story. Those […]

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The Adventures of Dean, Andy, and Jesus (as they pass through Hell)

If I had to take a guess as to the three most important, most beloved, most adored male figures in the history of my beloved home state of North Carolina, I would venture to guess that it would be Jesus, Dean Smith, and Andy Griffith. Though, not necessarily in that order. This, of course, adds […]

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The Defecation that is, often, Christian Nonviolence

Over the last few weeks I’ve had to deal with so many critiques of Christian pacifism that I decided to level one myself. Anytime I get very defensive, to the point of making fun of my critics, I figure it’s a good time to level a criticism at myself or, at the very least, my […]

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Have no care for tomorrow (well, maybe just a little . . . )

As I’m trying to write three manuscripts at once (genius move, I know), I’m, obviously, spending a lot of time reading what others are saying about what I want to write (terrible sentence . . . again, I know). Reading what others have to say about what I want to say is what makes me […]