My sister, a catholic, would drive around listening to Gaga with her kids in the car. That song in particular (that’s where I first heard it). It’s gotten to the point where I don’t know what to say anymore. This is overt, in-your-face spiritual warfare and the masses refuse to see it.
My sister, a catholic, would drive around listening to Gaga with her kids in the car.
It used to be, a crazy rumor would circulate about a pop-star and the conventional wisdom went “don’t talk about it, you can’t buy this kind of publicity.” These days they are living the “rumors.”
As a teenager in the 80s, I’d get grief from my mother and sisters for enjoying Iron Maiden, Judas Priest, Ronnie James Dio, Ozzy Osborne and other Metal bands.
Of course, they all loved “Boy George,” because “it’s just a gimmick and he has such a pleasant voice.” They also “adored” Whitney Houston, Bette Midler, Barbara Streisand, Michael Jackson and a host of other Celebra-freaks.
When Rob Halford “came out” as a homosexual a few years ago we should’t have been surprised (yeah, I didn’t expect it) but at least when he fronted for Judas Priest he didn’t try to ram his “life-style” down our throats.