You are in a tent in New York City. A preacher is addressing thousands of people. Listen.
Lord save us from off-handed, flabby-cheeked, brittle-boned, weak-kneed, thin-skinned, pliable, plastic, spineless, effeminate, ossified, three-carat Christianity.
We need men, men who are not too good for their own good — men of mental and moral backbone. Men who will fight for what they believe to be right.
The manliest man is the man who will acknowledge Jesus Christ. Don't let the world or the devil or other men make a jellyfish out of you.
What kind of man is this preacher calling for?
The sermon continues.
The soldier who breaks every regulation and swears a blue streak may be a better man than the God-forsaken, vile, pusillanimous, yellow-streaked, white-livered mutt who won't even enlist. I'd rather have a man with some red blood in him than one of these wishy-washy, sissified, lily-livered preachers who prays: "O Lord, be with both sides in this war."
In these days all men and all nations must fall in one of two classes — they are either patriots or traitors, either for their country or against it, either for God or against Him.
In these days all are patriots or traitors, to your country and to Jesus Christ.
What has happened to the sermon?
Four excerpts from American public life. All invoke Christianity. All invoke masculinity or national strength.
Which of these sounds most different from the others?