Thursday, October 23, 2003

“I would be a Christian, if it weren’t for the Christians,” goes the famous line from Gandhi, and he certainly rings as true as a broken church bell from time to time.

There are flashes, gentle reader, when an Internet advertiser seems far less culpable than a judgmental, hypocritical Bible thumper. The man of the pop gets more brownie points than the man of the cloth, if only for a moment.

And even as the lamb was lead to the slaughter, all around him roosters crowed and hens clucked loudly, oblivious to the Sun.

Exoneration, even if it may be partially delusional, heals a sore throat far better than all the herbs from Switzerland.

God save us all, indeed.