"Let there be light." And there was light. And God was lonely resting on the seventh day. He was so lonely. And God said, "Let there be cable." And there was cable. "Let there be Direct TV amd PrimeStar and Pay-Per-View so that my children will have something to watch while worshipping me. Let there be ratings and news magazines and scandals and tabloids and ragtime and rap and Spam. Let my children taste this Spam and resolve never to touch it again. For it is unclean. Let 1% of the people own 90% of the wealth and let the rest have me for their comfort. Let there be food for some and none for others."
And God said, "Let there be the Spice Girls and the BackStreet Boys and Hanson because every generation needs their Partridge Family. Let there be self-steem and spell checker and calculators so that brains become lazy and believe in me all the more. Let there be assassinations amd natural disasters and executions and mass suicides and plane crashes and nuclear accidnets and abortions because my children took that "be fruitful and multiply thing," way too seriously.
And God said, "Let there be Satan so people don't blame everything on me. And let there be lawyers so people don't blame everything on Satan. Let there be toupees for the bald with money and paint for the bald who have none. Let the blind lead the blind. Let the deaf sing to the deaf and let the dumb become spokes models."
And God said, "Let there be war and famine and pestilence on CNN and Prime Time. Let there be celebrities and celebrity golf tournaments and celebrity jeopardy. But make the questions so easy a dog could answer them. Let there be vegetarians, and Vegans and Romulans and Vulcans. And trekkers and moonies and circus freaks and dominatrices
and harlots and haberdashers and hooked on phonics and David Bowie. Let there be David Bowie. And God said, "Lets dance! Lets put on our red shoes and dance the blues. Let there be art for the starving, pornography for the fat and dogs playing poker for everyone else. And God said, Let my people go. And God said, Let my people come. Now let them go again." God said, "Let me entertain you. Let me say this about that. Leave it alone or it will never heal. Let your love flow like a mountain stream. Let a smile be your umbrella on a rainy rainy day. Let it out and let it in. Hey Jude.
From the lost gospel of Bob and Tom.
Peace out,
Seven
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