Welcome to "The Gods Are Bored!" My name is Chaos, goddess of ... ummm ... chaos. I'll be your host today.
Anne is so furious she can't type. And my attention span is short, so here's her problem in a nutshell:
One of her "Christian" friends complained that the hurricane survivors in New Orleans were whiners "looking for the government to take care of them." The "Christian" friend added: "I guess every society has people looking for handouts."
Anne channeled me, and the bail hearing is set for two weeks from today.
Ever seen a pissed off hillbilly? Not pretty.
Especially since Anne grew up in a house that didn't have running water, so she knows how impolite people get when they can't get enough fresh water to keep their bodily fluids rocking on.
Anyway, I'm sorry about the hurricane. I black out sometimes, and all hell breaks loose. The ancient Greeks knew this. You modern dummies think God's gonna take care of you, and your house, and your pets, and your running water.
Gosh, I miss those Greeks.
GODDESS OF THE CREATION OF THE EARTH