The Gods Aren't Invited
Welcome to "The Gods Are Bored!" How many centuries can you sit around playing checkers, recalling the good ol' days when Aztecs erected pyramids in your honor?
I visited a web site called Positive Atheist today to get a little essential dose of H. L. Mencken. And the good folks there pointed out something I had already noticed.
Thursday, May 4, is the "National Day of Prayer."
I happen to know this event will be celebrated here in my little suburban enclave.
Of course the atheists object strongly to a "National Day of Prayer." They are calling on all atheists to give blood that day in protest. Separation of church and state, and all that.
My 8 weeks are almost up since the last time I donated, but that's not why I would do it.
Apparently there's no room at the table for the bored gods at the "National Day of Prayer."
Of course this event will include Jews, Catholics, Mormons, Jehovah's Witnesses, Baptists, God Hates Faggers, and Holy Rollers. But with a theme that's something like "God, Work for Us" (that's not exact, but I know the name God is definitely in it), what's a poor pagan to do?
The "National Day of Prayer" is for God and God alone. If you pray to a goddess, or to a vulture, or to multiple ancient deities, stay the hell home.
Do you think that's fair? Neither does Quetzalcoatl.
Princess the faerie says: "There's no they're there.
THE MERLIN OF BERKELEY SPRINGS