One day I woke up and became a None;
It gave me lots more time to think and pray.
I’d think about bad things religion’s done,
And pray that God would now see things my way.
I wasn’t like those numskulls who believed
Almighty God did not per se exist.
I mainly just preferred to be relieved
From Sunday wake-ups on which he’d insist.
Instead I’d get up just in time for brunch,
And nod at all the other Nones I’d see.
And God (per se) I duly thanked a bunch
For giving us mimosa that was free.
Some fellow Nones observed me giving thanks
And threatened to remove me from the ranks.
—Joseph Mirra
Photo by Adam Dachis via Creative Commons. Image cropped.
Against “God Alone”
A few years ago, I had some routine surgery. Something went wrong in recovery. The nurses on the…
The Scandal of Judaism
Christianity has been marked by hostility toward Jews. I won’t rehearse the history. I’ll simply propose a…
Trump’s Civilizational Project
Secretary of State Marco Rubio spoke at the recent Munich Security Conference. Last year, Vice President JD…