After reading
nick_101's entry for today, I was reminded of an element that has recurred in my dreams of late...
...Somebody drives around in a car with loudspeakers on top, and what blares out of those speakers are the barely intelligible rantings of some fire-and-brimstone Evangelist clergyman, railing about the sin of the moment. And the driver chooses the early morning, long-before-sunrise hours in order to do this motorized haranguing.
Who would want to hear the Word of a Rude and Boorish God? I thought God wanted us to act civilized.
FP