Its the scientific theory behind the question in your signature.  "Truth?  What the heck is that?"  It's well-accepted literary theory that robs words of their meanings, so that no one can ever know what an author meant (instead the reader creates the meaning of a text, to be specific).  Never mind the Bible, that could make Shel Silverstein into a manual for effective political strategy.  It's the explanation (or result of?) our culture of meaninglessness, of always buying the next thing, hoping that it will finally be the thing that actually provides us with a purpose in life, even when we know that no pre-wrinkled Abercrombie pants will ever change the fact that we live so that we can work so that we can provide for ourselves so that we can work .... so that we can get sick when we're old and die in pain.
It's all documented.  A bunch of pomos.

That, among many many other things, is something I'm not sure about.  What you got in mind?  Since we've not got so much hindsight on "now", it's kind of hard to tell.

 That was quite funny if you were talking about what I think you were talking about and knowing heretic it probally was. I think snjohnny may have to start a miminum age level for viewers. lol

I thought the dude had a speech impediment.

Is the opposite of pomo richcurly?

I am, without question (well, of course with question given what I am about to write) a close friend of postmodernism, although I am certainly not a postmodernist.  I assign enormous value in irony over knowledge (at least the narrow, oversimplistic flavors of it).  I affirm the limitations of rational thought and lean toward the acceptance of perspectives that represent paradox and mystery.  Even being a rather conserative Christian, I lament the Christian marraige to objectivist Western philosophy.  I fear that this marriage supresses much of the spirit, emotion, mystery, and faith of the Christian church of the New Testament.  This marriage demads that doctrine be studied as a lumberjack studies forests.  This marriage is one that is more interested in dominating and controlling truth than embodying and being transformed by it.  The human life is messy, sloppy, uncertain, riveted by the complexities of life in an uncertain and fragile world.  It is characterized by phrases of struggle like "I do believe.  Help me overcome my unbelief"  along with phrases of certainty like "Salvation is found in no one else."  Jesus more often preached in narratives that evoked questions (and that beckon to draw near) than solutions to cut and dry life equations that demanded a stoic intellectual affirmation.

At the same time, I see a proper time and place for putting on a good old Renaissance-style cloak (trunk hose and all) and playing the cold and calcuated objectivist. Ultimately, I want my dentist, cardiologist, or even the engineer of my car to be wearing these clothes.

I sometimes wonder if postmodernism might be a greater friend to Christianity than any cultural intellectual dispostion in the last 1000 years.