Since moving to California Kelly and I have become pretty big fans of Disneyland.  We purchased season passes about a month ago and we live close enough that we can easily go and spend an afternoon or an evening there.  We decided to go there yesterday after church and when we arrived we were meet with an interesting site.  Occasionally Disneyland has special days that are geared toward certain people and we happened to go on a day that  was extra special because there were two special days.  Not only was it MIley Cyrus’ sweet sixteen birthday party but it was also the 11th annual Anaheim Disney Gay Day.

It was kind of intersting to see these two groups mixing together and I am not sure that such a large repersentation of these two groups have ever been mixed together.  You had literally thousands of gay men all dresssed in red shirts to show that they were in fact there for Gay Day.  There were equally as many young tweens who at the mere mention of Miley Cyrus would surely die with excitment.  By observing these two groups for a day I have come to a number of conclusions.  

I am scared of Miley Cyrus and I think that she might be a cult leader.  There were ravenous packs of crazed little girls moving like a swarm of locust throughout Disneyland devouring anything Cyrus as well as sending churro vendors running for the hills.  It was scary.  I kept joking around to Kelly that I though I saw Miley.  She would get mad and tell me to be quiet because she did not want me to start a riot.  At first I though that she was joking but then I realized that it was a real concern and decided that being trampled by a mob of prepubescent girls that are all jacked up on energy drinks, churros and Miley-mania is not the way that I want to go out.  So when faced with the craziness we did the only safe thing,  we backed away slowly and abandonded the madness.  

I also though it was incredibly useful that you could identify people based on the color of their shirts.   You could glance across a crowd that day and discern that the large group of men in red shirts were there for Gay Day and not just a large group of Hannah Montana devotees, although they could have been both I guess. I think that we should use clothes more to signify what we are about.  I am not advocating the wearing of t-shirts with christian slogans but the use of clothing to make it easier to judge people.  Judging people already comes easily to most people but this would make it much easier.  Here are a few examples: 

You can usually identify someone who works in an office by the attire he or she is wearing but I think it could get much more specific.  For instance, I am a business man who likes golf and sleazy romance novels this could be signified by the wearing of a crushed velvet shirt with a green tie.  Then you could see someone walking down the street and immediately say “what a pervert he reads smutty novels” or “I hate golf, what a idiot”.  This would work really good in the church as well.  For instance,  say someone wanted people to know that they were a moderate Calvinist, who only sings worship songs that were written within the last two years, and that they think that Jesus is one “hip” dude.  I would wear flip flops, khaki shorts and a yellow polo shirt (preferably Lacoste).  That way people would look at me and think, “Wow! God preordained that guy to be one hip dude and know the best worship tunes”. 

If only everyone could get on board with this idea, I could know how to judge people in much less time. I could judge without ever even having to talk to anyone.  Awesome.

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