Schism.


Give me that back door religion, give me that back door religion, give me that back door religion, it's good enough for me!

That's the song we're singing here at the abandoned Cheney Hammer Mill, now that Marvin (my personal robot assistant) has been plying his new trade as preacher, flock-leader, and chief financial officer of the local diocese of the Space Hippie Sect. Yes, it's a religion he made up using bits and pieces from Hulu reruns he watches in his ample spare time (contrary to common belief, robots are slothful creatures generally, their servos idle nearly 65% of the time). Turns out it was time well wasted, as the converts have been trudging in, eyes glazed, arms extended in front of them, hungry for spiritual guidance. Didn't know Marvin was so good at getting money out of people. Must be new programming... for somebody.

How do we of Big Green feel about floating our household on donations to a church hastily invented by a renegade robot? Well, not bad, actually, times being what they are. It's always good to see a small business owner succeed, and if Marvin isn't that, I don't know what he is. And even though the church gatherings involve a good deal of tuneless singing and electric space-banjo playing, they pay for the lights, the heat, the occasional pizza. Life is good. At least until the police arrive. (Note to police: If you read this blog regularly, please be advised that this is "satire" and therefore constitutionally protected speech, not a Web-based confession of ill deeds. Nor is this claim a lame effort to keep you from breaking up this great little scam we've got going..... um... in the satire.)

Okay, so maybe it's not completely on the up and up. At least it beats the down and down... hands down. Why, even Mitch Macaphee seems to think Marvin's on to something, and he rarely admits to any interest in money or valuables, unless they can be easily converted into experimental subjects. (A true scientist, our Mitch.) And face it, we've sold our integrity a whole lot more cheaply than this in days past. Those of you who have followed us since... well... three weeks ago know that this is true.

Well, off to another revival meeting. Trouble is - when the faithful decide it's time to go to Eden, what then? ROAD TRIP!

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