How many Christmases are there? |
"Listen. I am Roman. I believe in the God's. We need them to keep our faith strong." Joy announced to applause. "Well I'm Jewish does that make me less moral?" Barbera interjected, "God commanded Abraham to commit genocide. Is that good? If all God's conduct is good no matter what happens, then the word good is meaningless." The anorexic blond girl on the view stood up, "I am proud to be German. My God Odin will not be mocked!" She walked off the set to applause. "I guess I need another Viking." Barbera chuckled. "Abraham was black. He was born on the African continent .. I know we are not going to continue to fight eight thousand year old tribal wars?" Whoopie smirked. There is laughter in the studio. "Well, let's hope the middle east can find a reasonable path to peace." Barbera responded, "My first guest is a vestal virgin of the Temple Hera. She says that Apollo is the father of her child." The audience hoots and jeers. A girl walked out. "How old are you?" Joy asks. "I'm thirteen." she answered timidly. "This must be terrible news for your parents." Joy queried. "They want me beheaded." she sniffled, holding back tears. "Well, that is their right under Roman law." Joy answered. "You have a right to asylum in any Jewish Temple." Barbera put her hand on the girls knee. "If the God's exist, then a virgin birth is not impossible!" Whoopie shouted, holding the girl. The anorexic blond girl returned to the stage and stood in front of the vestal virgin, "You are a whore! You should be burned!" The blond Viking pointed her finger and spit on the girl .. The audience stood up and cheered. "Apollo loves me!" the girl sobbed. "At least we have a constitution that keeps religion separate from the state." Barbera answered and wiped the girls face with a towel. "This is a Roman Empire under Roman law she should be beheaded to stop moral degenerates." Joy shouted, tossing her water into the girl's face. Barbera knelt before the girl, "Do you want to be Jewish? We have daycare." Reflections: In the vastness of space and time all things are possible even a world without Christ' Mass.+ |