It was

just a joke, wasn't meant to be serious.
Why can't you lighten up, why be so thin-
skinned? It's so unnecessary. Couldn't you 
just laugh along, be a good sport? It's just life. 
It's the loudest voice that gets to go on stage 
under the spotlights. It's the ones that say 
they went on their knees and then a vision
opened up of what God intends for them. Amen.
A Destiny made Manifest. It was a skirmish, not 
a fullblown war. It was for your own good. You 
wouldn't be here now enjoying the four seasons— 
summers picking vegetables and fruit, following 
the salmon in fall. Jumping trains winter and
spring, in this big country of big, blonde men.