Heretics' Social Club
Co-hosted by Shauncey Fury and Jason Leger; Two self-reformed evangelicals with oddly similar backstories full of disdain for the church, and its teachings. Both born to young unwed mothers, both raised by Grandparents extremely active in church, both got sent off to emotionally manipulative Christian summer camps a la “Jesus Camp,” Both wound up embedded in the suburbanite subculture of Christian Hardcore & Punk music which lead to an interest in tattooing which is how they came together as Artist & Client. Together they’ll use their gosh-given gifts of unique insights, trauma-formed wisdoms & dark humors to navigate the absurdities littered throughout the history of religion. To those of you who feel stuck in a broken, manipulative, physically & mentally abusive system, or anyone struggling to wrap their head around a life outside of the church; We are here to help you make sense of the nonsense. You can stop serving the systems that no longer serve you. You can still have a happy life after breaking up with The Big Myth. Listen, just because he isn’t up there, doesn’t mean you’re alone down here. We’re all in this together, and we’re all we’ve got. Won’t you join us, friend? No gods. No masters. No worries. Got questions that need answers?, Answers that need questions? Love letters? Hate mail? Good or bad advice? Hell, maybe you want to sponsor this blasphemous maximus? Please drop us an e-mail: HereticSocialClub@gmail.com Who knows? Maybe we’ll read your letter on the air? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Heretics' Social Club
Better Paul Saul
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Jason Leger & Shauncey Fury
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Season 4
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Episode 10
Imagine this. Your name is Saul. You're on your way to a dumb ass kiss or something, when BOOM! God turns on the fluorescents and Jesus says "Whatcha doin' in mah waters?" Next thing you know, there are scales falling out of your eyeballs. You told everyone your name was Saul, but it was loud, and everyone thought you said Paul. Now people are calling you that, and you don't want to be rude by correcting them. Next thing you know, you're writing letters to some dudes telling them not to let their old ladies talk in church. Diamonds all in your mouth, smiling at the gentiles all over the south. What it do baby? Won't you join us, friends?
