A long time ago, a friend of mine told me that he couldn't go to church anymore with his wife and children. The local preacher was becoming more and more activist and right wing, and his sermons were becoming a rant against gays, and liberals, and how they would all ruin this country.
So he decided to stay home each sunday, crack open a Busch Light (Locally called a Blue Yummy) and savor his own freedom from Fundie Dogma in his own way. At his own, non-denominational, non-affiliated and non-judgemental "Church of the Blue Yummy".