Franklin Graham: A Chip Off the Old Blockhead

Yup yup, and God “did” 9/11 and that big tsunami, and when the Yellowstone supervolcano goes pop, that will be God judging homos and voodoos and commies again. Except the bastards always backpedal and qibble when called on it. No balls. Fucking pansies.
[God]Smash puny humans[God]

I used to have that problem; if God controls everything, and He lets people get hurt, etc. then He cannot love them. I have found it comforting to believe that shit happens, good and bad. Fundies attribute the good to God specifically, but cannot explain the bad. I think God loves us all, but the bad stuff was set in motion ages ago, and just happens.

Katrina was not the work of the Lord of Israel, I Am That I Am. The blame lies elsewhere.

Things were good for a long time. Then, the pale men came in great ships. Still, the children of the Orishas/Loa were faithful. But, centuries later rose up a houngan named Petro. He drank rum flavored with gun powder. His heart was as stony as his name. People began to follow him.

In the old Rada way Eshun/Erzulie is lustful, coquette overflowing with love and granting the bounties of romance and fertility. But the Petro Eshun/Erzulie is the scorned woman. She comes raging and weeping and stretches out her hand to sunder the bonds of love and curse women with barreness. But, the followers of Petro looked on this and found it good.

For centuries, they called the darkness and sent evil workings at their enemies. It was no Katrina, no lady who destroyed the city. It was the red lord of the storm, Chango. Infected by hatred and all the darkness in their worshippers’ souls, the Orishas/loa underwent a sea change. Chango looked on children and was displeased. The Eshun/Erzulie they had called on to tear apart families for so long was deaf to their pleas to guard those they held dear. Legba, guardian of the crossroads, had been shoved aside so often as some vile spell passed by that he ignored Shangos approaching storm and simply held the doors wide.

With greed and hatred and selfishness, the houngans and mambos made a great veve covering the whole city. The spirits answered.
Either that or it’s a whole meteorological thing (possibly made worse by global warming), hurricane season, a gulf state, lack of funds, poor planning, on incompetence by the head of FEMA and a bunch of other people.

No, that one’ll be God judging the bears. Lazy-ass bears, lying around hibernating all winter; and then going around and stealing people’s pic-a-nic baskets!

hmm.

From Don Imus’ God’s Other Son. Truly, the second greatest story ever told.

Looks like God couldn’t find 10 righteous people in New Orleans. No wonder they were condemned. :rolleyes: