John Lusk Babbott

Fictional ephemera.

The Reconsignment

So now, rhetorically, I can pop it a second time: What if Christ came again and he turned out to be kindof a medium-level asshole?  I hadn’t considered it either.  But there I was, shooting the desert route home around the 210 traffic through the string of small towns along the eastern slope of the Inland Empire’s hills when I heard on the AM radio that Christ himself had just shot down from Heaven at a tent revival outside of Llano, and I had to go check that bullshit out.  They didn’t say “Jesus has returned, and he’s an asshole!”  That came out later.  The only thing anyone knew at that point: he was back.

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