(Religion)
There’s
Brian Ferry on one station, Wagner on another and a fascinating repeat of an
old David Frost piece on Nixon on the third one. I’m in a state of unhealthy intellectual
agitation compounded by emotional frustration. I keep jumping from one station
to another to another. I want it all, and I want it now. (He said that all may be
mine, but I don’t trust the Lord, again). Eventually, I reject the abundance of
good stuff, switch off the receiver and, just like Satan himself, sulk in dead
silence and darkness.
P.S. Yes, there is the BBC iPlayer, but I haven't got all the time in the world (or maybe I do, but I don't trust the Lord): I'm going to die. And what if the scientific Pharisees* are right and there is no resurrection?
*Yes, I know: Sadducees would be more appropriate here.
