Wotta crock! Folks, we live in the shadow of an angry God. I’ve never been a real fan of Jesus – too much the smiling hippie-freak for me. I mean really, are you going to trust a man with long hair and a beard who comes out of the damned desert preaching love and happiness? Hell no. I’ve always been more of a fan of the Old Testament smiting and burning Lord. My kinda guy. Get out of line, he’ll lay you low. Really piss him off and he’ll do your whole town.
That’s why I don’t get this free will thing, we’re all enabled to make choices right? So, here we have a joker who gives us the ability to see what’s wrong, understand that things have to change, potentially gives us the ability to change it but then also gives us the choice: should we remake the world around us or tune into Boy Meets Boy? Hrm, one guess what the steaming masses of idiocy pick.
Dammit. Sometimes Alla the time I think we’d all be better off if some damn asteroid had actually hit back in 1998 or whatever so we didn’t have to watch those terrible asteroid disaster movies.
But, then again . . . I could be well on the way to a comfortable drunk and reading anti-social comics while listening to angry music and bashing my way through worthless teenagers in order to get an overroasted supper. I leave it to you to decide.
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