GOD HAS LEFT THE PREMISES

GOD has left the premises. He has moved to another galaxy. He left a note for us on the mantelpiece. I'll read it to you:

GOODBY! I'm leaving. I am really disappointed in you. I gave you a world full of beauty, with sunsets and dawns, clouds and stars, flowers and butterflies, colors and sound. And what have you done with my gifts? You've become greedy. You are obsessed with your possessions always wanting more. You feel innocent and righteous but you know what you must do and you don't do it. And you know what you mustn't do and you do it.

You ignore the poor, the sick and the downtrodden. You make excuses for yourself. "I need the job". "I have a mortgage to pay". "I'm too busy". or "I haven't got the time". You manage to blame "them" for all your ills. "Them", the politicians, the corporations, the blacks, the Jews and Wall street. The other fellow in any case. And you are blind to your participation.

You spoil the air you breathe and defecate in your own garden. You travel far and wide to massacre women and children and blame me for not stopping you. You wreck havoc upon the world and ask me for help in restoring some order from your chaos.

Goodby! I've lost faith in you. If you manage to survive your abuses, if you come to your senses before it is too late, I may return to your world and bring back the Hope you have squandered.

Jay Frankston
wlp@mcn.org