So I'm still stuck on the JW email spam train, and my Mom sends me this Powerpoint with a horrible, horrible presentation with Job 38 set to a bunch of pictures of the Universe and whatnot. You know the passage, it's all "WHERE WERE YOU WHEN I CREATED THE EARTH, YOU INSIGNIFICANT GNAT". And the point, I guess, is to show that God is all powerful and awesome.
It kinda made me sick. Never, even when I was a faithful JW, did I find God's response appropriate. So I wrote one that I think fits the facts just a bit better. For your reading pleasure (or not) I present it here:
Hey Job, yeah, about your sons and daughters? The ones you loved so much? That you used to set on your knee and read stories to at night and so forth? Light of your life, yadda yadda, whole nine yards? Yeah, I went ahead and let Satan kill them because I was trying to win a point in a debate. Also gave you that agonizing, revolting skin condition and stole all your livestock. Good luck inducing any fellow humans to come within 10 feet of you because you STINK, man.
I mean, Satan actually said that you only worship me because I blessed you with stuff. I know this isn't true because--. Well. I know everything, it's that whole omniscience thing? Right? So I guess it would have been easier to just snap my Fingers and erase any traces of Satan's existence, or just say 'Well no Satan, not so much" or something, hell, I guess I could have just ignored him, cause he's an ASSHOLE and everyone knows it. But you have to admit there's a certain poetic justice to all this stuff 'happening' to a guy whose name means 'persecuted.' LOL! Amirite? Job? Buddy? Seriously, he was all like "God, Job is only worshiping you because he's blessed." And I was all "This again? Nuh-uh." And he goes "Care to put 20 bucks on it?" He was TOTALLY calling me out! So I said "You're on, bitch!"
Oh and thanks for not cursing me and, well, dying. If I were in your place I think I'd be kinda pissed, what with all that business of me allowing a malevolent being to simultaneously murder every single one of your children. And steal all your shit. And give you... jeez I dunno even what that is called but it looks fucking nasty. Is that actual green pus? 'God giveth and God taketh away,' hey, thanks, that's pretty catchy, I'ma have to remember that. Might make a good Psalm. Oh, never mind, it's something that happens later.
Tell you what, I would feel kinda guilty about this, except I DON'T HAVE TO. It's a decent gig, Supreme Dietyhood. Or as I told Gabriel the other day, "being God means never having to say you're sorry."
Don't worry about the kids, we'll get you new ones that are better. That Bilhah was ugly, the schnozz on her was enormous. And let's face it, Boaz was kind of a dick. Tell you what, I'll bless the fruit of your loins and your wife's womb and you guys crank out another seven sons and three daughters. I KNOW, THE NUMEROLOGICAL SIGNIFICANCE! Yeah, you might want to wait for those boils to clear up before you try puttin' the moves on her though. Side point: Did she actually say "Curse God and die?" Rhetorical question. Omniscient, remember? WTF is that about? Too bad Satan didn't kill off that harpy instead of your kids, dude, amirite? Coulda hooked you up with a 19-year-old stone cold HOTTIE with no sexual inhibitions whatsoEVER. But yeah you're kinda stuck with her, I have that whole integrity of marriage thing going on you know? I mean copulating through a hole in the sheet is better than nothing, right? Just wait for the sun to go down, you're golden.
Aight peace out guy, I gotta go have a teenager sold into slavery and unfairly put in jail for about a million years so I can eventually have the descendants of my main man Abraham enslaved by technologically and culturally superior Egyptians and, coupla thousand years down the road, basically ethnically cleansed over and over and over again until the end of time. Well I mean they will deserve it! Not like I NEED to have a reason!