Help Boston: Retweet #prayforboston
In the wake of the
Hey guys,
So, after that bombing many of you prayed that I comfort the
victims, that I provide guidance to the FBI as they hunt for the perpetrators, and
that I heal the wounded. While I
appreciate the attention, I thought it might be good to clarify some things
about which you seem to be confused.
First of all, I'm omnipotent. You don't need to tell me the bombing
happened. I am aware of it. And if you want me to do something? I know that, too. Telling me that you want me to heal someone,
when I know you want me to heal them, is a bit redundant. Our lines of communication don't get clogged
like cellphone towers, but hearing the same request gets old after a while.
Second of all, doctors heal people, not me. I don't know why y'all haven't picked up on
that yet, but medical science is, generally, the best way to remove shrapnel
from an appendage. As an incorporeal
entity, it's very difficult for me to operate a scalpel. Maybe you should focus upon aiding doctors
and medical personnel instead of talking to me; they're the healers.
On that note, you may want to rethink how you approach
aiding your fellow human beings, in general.
I don't want to tell you how to live your life, but right now there are
hundreds of people donating blood, and thousands donating money. In the wake of the bombing some opened their
homes to individuals who had no place to stay.
A few restaurants in the
That's helping.
I'm sure you feel like talking to me, or retweeting #prayforboston,
counts for something...but in the grand scheme of things? That's really just a way for you to make
yourself feel like you helped out; you haven't actually done anything. And believe me, I know all about non-action
in the face of tragedy.
Speaking of the face of tragedy, you guys have some strange
priorities. A few hours ago there was an
earthquake in
Look, I get that existence is scary. I designed it to be that way. But it's supposed to make you all band
together and form a community of cooperation against a common enemy: me.
I'm the asshole who forced you to exist, who knowingly allows these
events to happen. You're supposed to
turn to one another, to help your fellow man.
If you're talking to me, or posting on Facebook, then you've missed the
fucking point.
I mean, come on. I
let an eight year old child be ripped apart by shrapnel. I watched it happen and didn't do shit. Given that, what makes you think that I'm
inclined to help people? I'm a fucking
prick!
That being said, if you guys could find a way to fuck up the
Westboro folks when they picket the funerals that would be great. Even I am disgusted by those folks.
Yours in Christ,
God
2 comments:
I hate to be a dick, but you got your usage of omnipotent mixed up with omniscient.
Dick.
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