Interview with God

In a pursuit of a story – reporters sometimes have to go to the ends of the universe to get a story. Well, this reporter has done just that. I secured an interview with the source. Last week I had an exclusive interview with God.

TD: Hello God, uh can I call you God?

G: Of course.

TD: Thank you for your time.

G: Not at all. I would have done this interview with Dateline but they bumped me a for a segment on Whitney Houston.

TD: Yikes.

G: It’s okay, dear – go ahead.

TD: Well, God you are seen as a bit of an ogre by some of your constituents.

G: Am I really? I’ve always seen myself as more of a practical joker.

TD: A practical joker? Would you care to elaborate?

G: Well, the King of rock and roll died on the ‘throne’. I thought that was pretty much inspired. Uhm, Graves’ disease is not fatal–

TD: It’s not?

G: Dr. Graves discovered a disease that bears his name yet is not fatal. I thought it would be funny…in a morbid type of way perhaps.

TD: Any recent practical jokes that we should be aware of?

G: Oh yes! Recently the US military needed Arabic translators – they asked for them and I provided. I sent them oh – half a dozen. But *giggle* they were all openly gay and got dishonorably discharged. Isn’t that funny?

TD: More ironic I think.

G: Well my humor is more in that vein.

TD: God doesn’t like slapstick?

G: Human’s created slapstick – God created irony.

TD: Yes, back to the gay issue. Doesn’t it say in the bible that homosexuality is forbidden?

G: It says a lot of things in the bible.

TD: Didn’t you write the bible?

G: Yes I wrote the bible. I’ve also written a billion other books, essays, articles and grocery lists. I’m a ghost writer – pardon the pun. Think of all the Greek Tragedies – Homer’s Odyssey – I’ve done some great work. The bible is just one book – one book that only 3 people – all of whom were in jail at the time have read from cover to cover. You’ve never read it all the way through have you?

TD: I’m assuming you know the answer to that.

G: Sorry, it’s an obvious sore spot. I wrote the Koran too you know.

TD: That brings me to the next question: what do you think of all the different religions and interpretations of you?

G: Oh, I like it.

TD: You do?

G: Here’s another bit of brilliance on my part. You see humans are so terribly boring. They are all basically all the same. They like sex, food and sleep – day in day out. They all have the same fears, the same instincts – they’re just all little carbon copies – pardon another pun – of each other. Imagine if you will, there was only one breed of dog on earth. Imagine 6 billion Yorkshire terriers? Wouldn’t that be dull? So, my attempt was to make it interesting. Put some color in the world. I’ve just never liked uniform prayer – you know – mix it up a little.

TD: Yeah, but what about Holy Wars?

G: If you think it’s not funny when they meet me and I inform them that their enemy and them have the same God – oh it’s a priceless gag.

TD: What about atheists?

G: Atheists? Hmm yes. Well unless they’ve been in the trenches – I don’t believe in them.

 

Johnny Cash

The Man in Black has left us. The world sucks now.

 

I got a SPAM email today announcing that I can put my name on the national ‘Do Not Call List’. Let me say this again: I got an unsolicited EMAIL about stopping UNSOLICITED phone calls. Im looking forward to the PHONE CALL about signing something to encourage the government to stop spam.

The thing that really bugs me is the totally pointless nature of this issue. The ‘do not call list’ is one of those bipartisan political platforms that EVERYONE has to agree on. It’s like standing on the position that pedophiles should be put in prison. Everyone can agree upon it (unless youre an archbishop – then that’s not cool apparently).

But MORE it’s like the products on late night infomercials where they claim their product can do AMAZING things then you read the small print at the bottom of the screen and all the testimonials are by actors and ‘results not typical – yours may vary’. Because really, the only people that call me are companies that I have purchased from in the last 18 months, politicians and non-profit organizations. The cases exempt for the ‘do not call’ list ARE companies youve purchased from within the last 18 months, politicians and not for profit organizations.

What does this list do? NOTHING. It’s like the airport security taking away a knife youre trying to get on the plane only for a flight attendant to give you a KNIFE with your first class meal(Uh yeah, if you think Im kidding, click here)!! NOTHING.

So what are you going to do about an unsolicited phone call that DOESNT fall into those three categories? Report them to the authorities? NO. Youre either going to buy whatever they have to sell (which is why they call – because SOMEONE somewhere buys freshly minted coins with certified authenticity) or HANG UP ON THEM like everyone else.

As far as everyone whining about being interupted during dinner – USE YOUR ANSWERING MACHINE – THAT IS WHY YOU BOUGHT IT! You already spent money to screen callers – use it.

I rather my tax dollars be stolen and used for CRACK than this FLUFF. I said it. I’d be happier knowing that some POTHOLE in Iraq was being filled in with platinum just for kicks than man hours spent on the ‘do not call’ list.

Signing up for this list is as stupid as signing a petition to let Canada secede from the Union and just as effective.

 

Voting and Whittier’s Toilet

It’s Sat night. LA’s version of the ‘bridge and tunnel’ crowd infects my neighborhood every weekend. Folks with area codes like 562, 818 or 909 flock to my corner of the world to sit in traffic and see whose stereo can bump the hardest. They sit in their Explorers on Hollywood Blvd, playing that Madonna song “Hollywood” – thinking “Oh the irony!” It makes me want to go to their homes in places like Pacoima or Whittier and pee on their sidewalks and have 100 of my friends cruise in a circle around their houses.

I am voting in Oct. I always vote. I vote because I like to complain. Because people that complain and dont vote irk me. “My one vote doesnt matter.” Well my meager 30% in taxes doesnt matter either – but it means Im contrubuting. The alternative is being a whiny parasite. Also when I vote that means that I am not a felon or under 18 and there arent enough times in life where you can celebrate that with a 15-minute errand.

 
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