And he says: “Hello master, could you please take me out for a walk now before I piss all over the floor?” then he adds: “By the way, could you also give me some better food …those Nibbles N’Bits taste like crap”
When that day comes, I might begin to consider prayer something other than wishful thinking. I may have some kind of bond with my dog. I may even communicate to him and he might understand basic commands or my pleasure or my being pissed at him. But if I begin to imagine that the fucking dog is talking to me, that is delusional.
If and when that actually happens, then I might even consider placing my faith in your little green unicorns from Tasmania and worshiping them while hanging from a chandelier the way you do. But not until that time will I accept delusional, imaginary concepts like heaven and hell, Armageddon/the end of times, the virgin birth, resurrection or unexplained miracles and most of all the whole exercise in futility that is prayer. That is why when I see somebody praying on bended knee publicly as this Tebow fellow does, I can’t help to think that he is an opportunist of sorts, he is advertising his faith to pander to those Christianists who might say: “He is such a handsome boy…look Martha, he is getting on his knees and praying…he is also such a good Christian”. But I say to him: “Keep your fucking religion to yourself and limit your public displays to playing football which is what you do well…flaunting your faith…not so much.
PHOTO SOURCE: Credit: AP
Denver Broncos quarterback Tim Tebow (15) prays in the end zone before the start of an NFL football game against the Chicago Bears, Sunday, Dec. 11, 2011, in Denver. (AP Photo/Julie Jacobson)
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