This piece of prose, a paraphrase of Psalm 23, is one of a selection of "warm fuzzies" on flyers available from a display stand in the newcomer's lounge at Crossway Baptist in Burwood, which I visited recently.
If T.V. is my mentor, I shall not think
It makes me lie down on soft couches,
It helps me avoid exercise
It densitises my soul.
It leads me in ways of unrighteousness
for toleration's sake.
Even though it broadcasts
violence and death
I am not shocked, for I am used to it.
The soapies and the sitcoms
The high priests of TV prepare news
to adjust and change my opinions.
The ads appeal to my greed,
my faith is embarrassing.
Surely my politics and my ethics will be
dictated by T.V. all the days of my life
And I will dwell in confusions
and apathy forever.