On BART a man was passing tracts with the message: "ARE YOU GOOD ENOUGH TO Go TO HEAVEN?" At first I hated him with his sly little smile. I focused on the greasy hair, the pot-belly. But then I saw that message in all it's garish colors and I couldn't help but crack sardonically. I watched the bible thumper hand one to a man outside the BART. The man looked at the tract and laughed as well.
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