and Peace.
OK, usually, I like to rant about the little, the nothing things in our world. Like, stupid stuff. Like, how crappy my rental cars are. Or, mall culture. Or the minutia of law school. Whatever. No big whoop.
That doesn’t mean I’m not paying attention. I mean, I know the difference between minor petty annoyances and global freakouts. Like, the other day, take my dear friend Cam. Now, you’d think with a name like “Cam,” he’d know that the Honda S2000 has four sets of cams (two overhead for ‘reglar drivin’, and two more for scarin’ the schnot out of everybody else). He didn’t. Hey. I’m ok with that. Cam is good people. And by good people, I mean, people who are much more likely to give you a free book containing another revelation of Jesus the Christ than blow up your family because you read the “wrong” book. Like I said, I like Cam. No harm, no foul, brother. Let’s go for a ride some time!
Which brings me to the last few days. OK, I’m biased. I still think God has a soft spot for Israel. Which is to say, I don’t think I’m the only being to ever fall in love. Let me be as clear as I know how: I am opposed to senseless human suffering. I abhor needless death.
Now let me be equally clear: If you mess with Israel, I hope your term-life policy is paid in full.
Now, another rarity. I don’t dig public displays of religiosity, but, let us pray. ‘God, we’re sorry. We have more blessings than we know what to do with. We have oil, mineral, environmental, and human resources in abundance, yet we hoard like toddlers. Please forgive us. We have an abundance of varieties of ways of expressing our devotion to you, yet we act like we have obtained a divine patent on orthodoxy. Please forgive us. We kill in your name. I’m barely sure how you’ll do so, but please, forgive us. We have applied our theory of “Supply and Demand” to the human condition, thinking our individual value is quantitatively low simply because our supply is relatively high. Please, God of all humanity, forgive us. And even when you took on human flesh to show us how much you value us, we got it all messed up. We declared a land to be “holy” and worshipped and fought over that, instead of declaring humanity to be “blessed,” and honoring and protecting that. I’m sorry, God. We messed up. Again. Please. Forgive us. Again. And save us. From ourselves. Again.’
Amen.
That doesn’t mean I’m not paying attention. I mean, I know the difference between minor petty annoyances and global freakouts. Like, the other day, take my dear friend Cam. Now, you’d think with a name like “Cam,” he’d know that the Honda S2000 has four sets of cams (two overhead for ‘reglar drivin’, and two more for scarin’ the schnot out of everybody else). He didn’t. Hey. I’m ok with that. Cam is good people. And by good people, I mean, people who are much more likely to give you a free book containing another revelation of Jesus the Christ than blow up your family because you read the “wrong” book. Like I said, I like Cam. No harm, no foul, brother. Let’s go for a ride some time!
Which brings me to the last few days. OK, I’m biased. I still think God has a soft spot for Israel. Which is to say, I don’t think I’m the only being to ever fall in love. Let me be as clear as I know how: I am opposed to senseless human suffering. I abhor needless death.
Now let me be equally clear: If you mess with Israel, I hope your term-life policy is paid in full.
Now, another rarity. I don’t dig public displays of religiosity, but, let us pray. ‘God, we’re sorry. We have more blessings than we know what to do with. We have oil, mineral, environmental, and human resources in abundance, yet we hoard like toddlers. Please forgive us. We have an abundance of varieties of ways of expressing our devotion to you, yet we act like we have obtained a divine patent on orthodoxy. Please forgive us. We kill in your name. I’m barely sure how you’ll do so, but please, forgive us. We have applied our theory of “Supply and Demand” to the human condition, thinking our individual value is quantitatively low simply because our supply is relatively high. Please, God of all humanity, forgive us. And even when you took on human flesh to show us how much you value us, we got it all messed up. We declared a land to be “holy” and worshipped and fought over that, instead of declaring humanity to be “blessed,” and honoring and protecting that. I’m sorry, God. We messed up. Again. Please. Forgive us. Again. And save us. From ourselves. Again.’
Amen.
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