Monday, September 30, 2019

That preacher would make a mob-boss proud. In a sermon, he was fixing to shakedown

25% (not just the mere 10% off the top), and then to add bleeping insult to settin'-in-th'-dark (ta save on juice) injury, he went on saying, to get out of debt.  Oh, how bleeping so - being financially VEXED like that, every bleeping Sunday.  And one other thing, where's the 20 bucks gonna come from - to slip yer co-worker...uh, the one who's in a jam - and has a kid to feed?

Tell him or her to go to church for help.  Hah!  He or she is apt to tell you to go-da-hell!  And ya know what?  Can't really blame the person's harsh response; he or she has probably been preached AT more than once.  Church people - even truly born again folks - can be nosy b*tards - as insensitive as any rank worldling, if not worse. 

Ya need $200 to fix yer car - so you can get to work, it's likely they'll want to see your finances, and ya better not be caught buying a soda and a pack of gum from a vending machine - glory be, that's like two bucks.

He went on, how churches, back in the day, (before INSSSAAANNNE property taxes) spent 25% of their profit on helping widows.  These days, many widows work - and if they got some backbone/gumption, (and and enough brain cells to atleast halfways plan ahead) widows can bootstrap th' you-know-what up, and take care of their own selves. 

There's more than enough outstretched hands in this world to deal with.  This world doesn't need yet another.

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