They Find God to Be a Real Bitch

The devil worshipers are getting their costumes together for Mardi Gras.
They have their rules and they constantly remind each other of them,
on cell phones and email and instant messaging.


This year's theme is the worshiping of the Caesar-in-Chief
and an attempt to bring daylight to between the ears of this deity.
It's a safe way to let the masochism part of of your being say: I love sado as much as I love juicy money.
Safe way to laugh off thoughts of equality and reach for an equivalent of a drink any where near the smell of squalor --- one of the rules you're constantly being reminded of.
The get-ups are ridiculous enough to last a long weekend,
or even a month in the Yucatan at a resort that's part of your penny pinching.

Religion plays a part but it's pretty well post-modern,
and like computer operating systems, constantly updated and upgraded.
And very hackable.
They find God to be a real bitch , thus the reason for prostrating to the intellectually feeble reasoning of the experts
who assist those who were born to conquer.