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I had a surprise waiting for me under my windshield wiper this weekend. No, not a parking ticket, but something far more menacing: a piece of paper with the words "GOD'S HIT LIST" at the top.
Apparently, someone's taken a hit out on my life and hired the big man upstairs to do the job. The paper itself is a "Things To Do" of sorts, with God's murderous grocery list.
In danger of being whacked:
1. People who do not fear God
2. People who have sex and are not married
3. Whoremongers, abortions [sic], murder [sic]
4. Men having sex with men
5. Women having sex with women
6. Devil worshiper [sic]
So what to make of this scary little missive? (Other than it has more typos than a late '90s issue of Instinct...ba zing! I joke because I care!)
If those of us on "the list" are getting a fair warning, shouldn't we at least know how/when God's going to do the job? (And, let's hope, in Bridget Fonda drag.)
If the idea is to make sinners stop sinning, perhaps the whole "God's love" thing could have been included? Because I spent my entire youth going to Sunday School, and the God I believe in is a merciful and forgiving one. And that's courtesy of Mrs. Van Dyke, my Sunday School teacher (with feltboards and an enthusiastic-yet-tuneless singing voice).
And if someone doing "God's work" (by way of Kinko's) thinks otherwise, I might want to warn them that Mrs. Van Dyke wouldn't like to hear that one of her lambs (even a gay one like me) was being harrassed, and they might just find themselves on HER hit list. (Which I would hope would at least be on a feltboard.)
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