We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
The Christian content notwithstanding, I never could understand the eventual attraction to this rather mediocre, simplistic oratorio. The thing is rather uninspired and insipid, and the final chorus is musically execrable - I can remember as a kid sitting through stadium performances and by the last movement thinking that time had surely stopped and we'd never escape its vortex. I say that with a rather thorough steeping in the classics from birth courtesy of two trained parents, so maybe it's just me. Sesame Street ditties can be more progressive.
I suppose that by now it's a piece of veritable pop music for us latter day religious types, just soothing the spiritual high points among that dismal, plodding, faintly classical score. If it sounds high brow it is, I suppose, which in a world where a bottomless Miley Cryus is hoisted onto a lacquered white grand piano for Christmas by an impossibly tone deaf Bill Murray, is all but guaranteed. You'd just think the notion of human fall and redemption would warrant better composition than this.
Well, while far further along the classical trajectory, when Rachmaninoff can write a Vespers and tear your whole face off with it, you tend to wonder what constitutes real spiritual connection. Or think of the typical Beethoven battlefield contrast with the pleasant Swiss watchworks of JS Bach: one genius tears into the soul and the other constructs presentation pieces. I'm not sure Handel is to his work much more than what Salieri was to his.
But I'm a sucker for emotion. I'd rather listen to most of Hans Zimmer's catalog than some of the pleasant little acts from classic antiquity. G_d should inspire everything you got. Because now we are free: https://youtu.be/-yOZEiHLuVU