It’s all “god this” and “jesus that”…


I was casually looking at “Studio 45678 on the blah blah” (currently on hiatus) the other night. At one point one of the humans said to another human of the female variety (in order to assuage her concerns regarding her impending parenthood) words to the effect that god didn’t expect humanoid parents to hit the ground running. God didn’t expect. Human adults talking about god. With not a hint of irony. Human adults.

What is the problem with these humanoids?

It’s not that I don’t understand the younger generation’s obsession with “jesu, heart’s light”. For he was, after all, a foxy specimen and no mistake; he was always well dressed, he went to the gym regularly, he was built like a brick shit house (by all accounts), apparently he was hung like a donkey (that’s right ladies), and of course he was circumcised. Which young hormone-addled strumpet wouldn’t swoon at the thought of him?

But these were grown ups, and idolization of fictional characters should remain the domain of the younger generation.

There comes a time when children become adults. A time when each of us must put away the diversions of our youth, and take down from our bedroom walls the posters of our idols, as we each negotiate our passage to maturity.

Unless of course you are an American adult humanoid.


Hail Mary


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