Thursday, October 26, 2006
Pity the Poor Christopath
This is what they were promised thirty years ago.
is who and what they got.
Because as their vision was utterly despicable, so the results were utterly predictable.
They got played by hucksters and liars and criminals who danced them up to the top of the mountain and promised them the Kingdoms of the Earth, then razored out their pockets and booted them out into space. They got punked on a truly epic scale, and worst of all, everybody in the known Universe but them saw it coming like a St. Patrick's Day parade down Michigan Avenue at noon.
No wonder they're super ooper duper cranky these days.
So here, as a public service, is a short tutorial on how to console your Christopath friends and acquaintances
in this, the looming political midnight of their tiny, hateful souls.