Whut is it about religion at gits fokes so stirred up? Like no matter who y’are, whu’tchy are or whur y’are, jist say sumpm aginst Islam, an’ y’git t’be a celebrity right away. Ebm if y’re a lone fugitive frum some local nut house. Or maybe ‘specially if you’re that!
Like maybe y’built y’own nut house an called it a church. An y’only got fifty members.
The New York Times swoops down, Google shows y’name on the first results page… Ebm if y’name is sumpm plain vanilla like Terry Jones y’git t’be a instant celebrity.
Don’t say ‘at’s crazy. It’s happnin right now. Dude named Terry Jones has hisself a church with 50 members in Gainesville Fla, he’s threatenin t’burn a pile uv Korans an’ he’s come inta the famous crowd like a rocket.
Why ain’t somebody sayin’ WHO CARES? At’s cause it’s about God, or Allah, an’ the devil. An fokes care more about them thangs than anythang in the world.
Atheists, them people whut claim ‘ey don’t blieve in such spend all thair time thinkin’ about it, talkin’ about it, writin’ about it. Suicide bombers kill people over it. Countries invade countries over it.
An’ in the case uv the little dude in Florida, they’s Muslims all over the world upset, an non-Muslims predictin’ dire conseqences if ebm somebody so small in the scheme a’thangs goes through that Koran-burnin thang.
God must cry over whut He created. Often.
