Have you ever been walking around a large city at night, minding your own business, and you hear something rustling and making a soft cooing sound in a dumpster in the ally you just passed? Your curious(who isn't) so you look down the ally and you see the outline of a homeless man standing in a recycling bin. the Homeless man stops sifting(the act of sorting through garbage and making a vocal call to sound off that they've found something, typically a quiet "yes" or an awe inspiring "ooooo")and looks at you in the moon light with his large yellow eyes being the only thing you see, Then he throws a beer bottle at you and pees in your direction before running off drunk into the dark. Yeah, thats a trashowl.
Fogey/fogy /fougi/ sl. (early 18C+, orig. Scot) old-fashioned, stuck-in-the mud.
Person with old fashioned ideas which he is unwilling to change: Come to the disco and stop being such an old fogey!
You think me an old fogeyand an old tory, his thoughtful voice said. I saw three generations since O’Connel’s time. I remember the famine. Do you know that the orange lodges agitated for repeal of the union twenty years before O’Connel did or before the prelates of your communion denounced him as a demagogue? You fenians forget some things. (James Joyce, Ulysses. Penguin Books,1992. p. 38)
church hurt is where you experience a degree of distance, pain, or judgement from your church community. Essentially, you are just unable to “find your place”. This is prevalent in the Christian community, but can be extended to other religions.
Now that I am an adult I am beginning to heal from the church hurt that was inflicted on me as a child.