Jesus is My Friend

There you are, Lucky! I knew you weren't in Goa! My, how you've changed though, you couldn't shoot for toffee in the Coldstreams. Aspers told me that when I lost 20,000 dollars in his rigged chemie game. You're poem is darned good. If I could get out of the Maine and into a trailer park, I think I'd give you a hand.

Hi. Listen, I know you're not really interested in my wooden solicitor traps, but do you think you could just pretend? It would make my day. I haven't sold anything in weeks.

Wooden Solicitor Traps, eh? Whut in hell is a solicitor? That some kinda sex-worker? Could ya send me one to the Institute. I had a go-round with Nurse Ratched and she gave me the chemical cosh. I don't click in general on principle. Since you Spambots ain't got no principles, I guess I could give it a go.

Certainly. Just let me know your credit card and bank details, inside leg measurement and probable date of senility. If you can provide a friend's credit card details too, you can use his card once I've finished with it.

American Express
1234-5678-9101-11213

Lehman's Bank
Skid Row
Centreville
Maine
USofA

Left leg : 32"
Right leg : 32 cm

(I don't want to talk about it. Unsuccessful escape attempt from the Institute)

Yesterday.

wonderful.

This is great. Where have you been hiding?

under another alias I think, oldpesky!

pesky - Where has Lord Lucan been hiding? That's something a lot of people would like to know!

Ms. French - I hope you have a good solicitor. You know I have a super injunction to prevent you revealing any details of our affair? You aren't even allowed to say we didn't have one unless you want to spend a long, long time in the slammer.

I have been out of touch with this mentality of the KKK and thought they had been reformed. It makes me really sad to know that this racism still exists and I must say that I certainly do not agree with their Jesus-they are not his friends- well who would be a friend of theirs? Not Jesus surely?
Pia

Dear Honorine- would you mind curbing your tongue. This is quite infamous- you have misunderstood the poem completely.

Don't worry about it, Pia. It could be an attempt at humour (e.g. note the signature is G Suss - Jesus) but it doesn't really work because it could equally well be the work of somebody who believes what they're saying. Who knows? Maybe somebody is just trying to keep us guessing. Anyway, it doesn't bother me.

This site is really looking up. I completely got this poem (yes it IS a poem) and think you are a real breath of fresh air, and as far as I am concerned, you are more than welcome on ABC. On the whole (you may have noted that this possibly does not apply 100%) we are a pretty broad minded lot. And so we bloody well should be if we have any claims to be at all creative.

'I have always believed there is a Jesus of Nazareth and a Jesus of religion. One is good, one is evil...both have a purpose. You have profoundly described the latter so well in your poem.'

An evil Jesus? Really? The mind boggles. It is some people's manipulation of Jesus's message that can be evil, not Jesus. I've never heard an evil Jesus story in my life. What next? Cartoons of a certain prophet (pbuh)?

Pia is quite right. I do apologise and (not that it is any excuse) I'm ill at the mo (bipolar episode) and would normally not post my mad rantings on this lovely site (or anywhere else for that matter). I have told this to Mr Cook and he has kindly deleted any other offensive things I may have said to anyone else. Honorine.

oldpesky....Interpretation....you said what I meant. :)

I have always believed there is a Jesus of Nazareth message and a Jesus of religion message. One is good, one is evil...both have a purpose. You have profoundly described the latter so well in your poem.

I grew up in a community with some folks who were proud of their hatred because they thought they were special and everyone not like them was "God's garbage".

The KKK marched through town when I was a child. They tossed candy to the kids and passed out leaflets. I took one of the leaflets home to my father...he scanned over it...wadded it up and tossed it in the trash can.

As I ate my candy...he used the opportune moment to give me a lesson about ignorance and blind hatred. He was a WWII veteran who witnessed the atrocities of the concentration camps.

I didn't find your poem offensive because as I read it....I recognized the Jesus message of religion within it. Perhaps...even the Jesus of Nazareth would give it a Cherry. Keep writing.

As it is written, they have their father ... I don't expect Satan to be divided against himself.