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Pandemic Pentecost (Serving Time)
It’s Biblical
Today is day 50!
30 April. Marking the calendar.
Like prisoners do in the movies.
50 days since the world announced this was officially a pandemic.
Crossing over from bats to humans, well, that satisfied a certain scientifically minded segment of the population.
But the Society of the Opposably Thumb’d demanded a better target.
Blame must be doled out!
Something more tangible, something more devious, something more monstrously human—some axis of evil, some malevolent Other—perhaps some god.
But it gets tricky with gods.
Gods, being human creations, are often given attributes of the gods of human childhood—parents. They’re there to teach lessons, and sometimes—to punish.
Out came the innocent what-did-we-do-to-deserve faces.
But God the Father and Mother Nature tend to not need provocation to be filicidal. Because-we-said-so!—their voices like burning bushes, like tsunamis—Look at the condition your room is in!
Those among them who were without sin picked up stones and were preparing to cast.
A few, valuing age-old traditions…
