The View from the Hill on Friday 2nd April
Good Friday - the day they killed Jesus. It was on a green hill far away, without a city wall and there was this old rugged cross which I suppose shows us that at least they recycled in those days.
The chaps in charge were very keen to get the job done well, they had rehearsed over and over again because they wanted to nail it on the day.
I wonder what Jesus could see from his vantage point, high on a cross on the top of a hill called Calvary? Could he see the future?
One of the best thing about being an atheist or an agnostic is that even though you don't believe or you don't know what to think about Jesus - you still get to have a day off work - that's the sort of Christian giving I like.
My tame JW's did invite me to a special talk at their hall this weekend, I don't think I will be going - but isn't it amazing that even though they know my feelings about religion they keep coming back and inviting me - they really do have a strong belief, they have faith and they are not scared to show it.
As I have said before, religion has been around along time and I think will always be part of human life, which is why I feel able to snipe at it as I do - it can survive my little efforts with out any real pain. Plus they set up these open goals sometimes which I just cannot resist - like Archbishop Nichols telling people he can see the attraction of condoms. Ribbed I'm sure.
Anyway, Good Friday and I am going to sit myself in the barbers chair and have my ears lowered before fetching my car from the garage - another bill to pay and this on top of paying the vets bill yesterday for poor Danny.
£219.78 - I think it would have been cheaper to fly him to Switzerland! He was worth every penny.
Coordinator: Good. Out of the door, line on the left, one cross each.
From The Life of Brian