Welcome to "The Gods Are Bored!
What is Kansas famous for, my friends? Why, Dorothy, the Tin Man, and Glenda, the Good Witch, that's what! But more recently, Kansas has become the birthplace of a fabulous new deity Whose followers have grown so numerous that you can find them in every state! And today we are blessed with an interview with our Noodly Master, the Flying Spaghetti Monster! Please give Him/Her/It a warm, wonderful, "Gods Are Bored" welcome!
Anne: Arrrggghghhg! Avast, matey! How be you today?
FSM: That's what fills my pasta bowl. Respect! You speak in pirate, which is required of all My disciples.
Anne: Well, I'll give it the old heave-ho try, Noodly Master. Arrr, can You hoist the top'sl and tell us how You came to the attention of Americans everywhere?
FSM: The Kansas Board of Education declared that teachers would be required to tell students the false story of some god who created the world in six days. False, false, false! I created the world. Me, the Flying Spaghetti Monster! It was a complicated process. Very scientific. With meatballs.
Anne: Arrr, speak, matey, about how this boiled over to the Kansas Board of Education?
FSM: One of My disciples wrote a strongly-worded letter to the KBE, declaring that students who were taught about Genesis in science class should actually learn about Me instead, since I'm the One who got the meatball rolling, turned down the simmering seas, and touched humankind with my Noodly Appendage. This concerned disciple said that he was dismayed that students would be taught lies, when they could learn about the scientific principles behind My Godhood. It's not fair to teach one bogus creation story when there's a True One out there.
My readers can see the whole revealed religion here.
And, arrghghgh, while I'm lashing landlubbers to the mast, I'll wave my cutlass at that ship of fools called DC40,
who couldn't even slash and burn themselves into a dot.org! You, Noodly Master, are a certified, nonprofit religion!
FSM: Recruiting pirates and wenches everywhere, especially around Halloween!
Anne: Flying Spaghetti Monster, You have some powerful enemies. Not terribly bright, but powerful nonetheless. They'd like to simmer the al dente right out of You.
FSM: Not a chance of that! Knowledge is Power! And please note that many of My disciples were atheists until they found Me. These disciples are some of My most ardent! I am definitely ready to serve the millions!
Anne: Arrghghg! And a goodly feast t'would be too! Please accept my gift of virgin olive oil, O Noodly One!
FSM: I am pleased by this. Anne Johnson, from here to the day of your death, you will never eat a bad pasta dinner ... ever.
Anne: Considering that I live in New Jersey, and there's an Italian restaurant on every corner, that's a pretty scientific prediction. Noodly Master, look at this brilliant portrayal of Yourself by disciple TJ Morgan of Atheist Nexis!
That's a recent rendering. I'm boiling over that those idol-worshiping Christian fringe wingnuts would want the District of Columbia to be the District of Christ, and not the District of the Flying Spaghetti Monster!
District of the Flying Spaghetti Monster! Arrrghgh! That has a certain ring to it, it does! We could require the president to wear a frock coat and a feather in his pirate hat during his inauguration! (The irony of this does not escape me.)
My disciples will see that this is done. They are praying about it even as we speak.
Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof
This includes, and could for my money be limited to, the Church of the Flying Spaghetti Monster!
Pray on, pirates!
Labels: Cindy Jacobs, First Amendment, intelligent design, made Anne laugh