MY DEMENTED DIARY

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A Walk Through the
Valley of the Shadow

Today we wish a fond Happy Birthday to Peter Akinola, born in 1944. He's a primitive stone-age jungle savage witch doctor who somehow wangled himself a job as an Anglican bishop. His most memorable accomplishment has been a buncha crybaby tantrums in which he has expressed his vicious hatred for gay people, Muslims, educated women, science, and rational thinking.

And today's the day we pretend to believe in this here Jesus Christ dude who supposedly strolled the streets of Merrye Olde Palestine preaching wondrous words of wisdom and pulling off meritorious miracles. Then he caused the earthly powers to become emotionally disturbed and he got executed but magically became alive again, strolled round and about with his followers for a while, then zoomed off to heaven.

Then the vast quantities of stuff that certainly musta been written about him in his own native language mysteriously vanished without a trace in spite of the monumental efforts of hundreds of people who certainly musta been trying to preserve everything.

Then about fifteen or twenty years later, a whole buncha folks who lived a long ways from Palestine, spoke a different language, didn't know much about the geography of Palestine nor the customs of the people who lived there, suddenly started magically knowing lotsa stuff about this here Jesus Christ dude, with no believable audit trail of how they found it out.

Folks, I think we have a credibility gap.

Oh well, it's fun to sing the silly songs about him.

Happy Sunday!

OrneryPest