So, I had this daymare today, a religious daymare.
In it, the fundamentalists who believe in the rapture turn out to be correct....., to a great extent. [For information on fundamentalists see Book Report #5 "Under God"]
At any rate, one day the world is just going along its merry way, nothing out of the ordinary, when all of a sudden, there is this great big whoosh, and a substantial number of people are whisked into the sky, called up by God. To that extent, the rapturists have been vindicated.
But, because man cannot ever look into the mind of the deity, they only got it partially correct. In fact, it was not the "believers", or those who have been "born again" or any other assumed category of individuals who were lifted upwards. It was all the people who speak Spanish.
Yes, Spanish turned out to be the divine language, the language spoken by God. All of those scholars who thought God spoke Hebrew.....hah!
Gathering all of the Spanish speakers to his side (including those former Spanish speakers such as Don Quixote, Sancho Panza, Salvador Dali, Juan and Eva Peron, King Alfonso IX, Francisco Franco and all the Jews of Yugoslavia and Bulgaria), God left the remainder of the world to follow its own course.
The United States, of course, fell apart completely. With no one to drive the buses, to repair the streets, to clean the buildings, to pour the coffee, pick the vegetables, drive the trucks, and so forth, the country came to a complete standstill.
In a cold sweat, I woke up and, I am happy to say, realized it was but a dream. After a breakfast burrito, I went to work.
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