Don’t You Just Hate It…

…when they try and bring religion into it?
A very good, thought-provoking book can be utterly ruined for me when the author does the whole “subtly” hinting you about Christianity thing? Last night I was reading the novel Returnable Girl by Pamela Lowell and the prologue-ish thing was going along pretty well.
Y’know, until her statue of Jesus started talking to her six-year-old self. And I don’t mean Hay-zoos Jesus from Deadline. I mean the actual nailed-to-the-cross dude.
Oh, gawwwwwwsh.
I didn’t even want to finish the book after reading that bit, but I read through it anyway. And she mentioned it about eight times. God and Christianity and that crap.
I’m not condemning y’all reading this who believe in that. It’s fine with me; do what you want to do, think for yourself, all that Beatles-y goodness. But please don’t try to force it on me. I’m like one-quarter Jewish and 110% atheist, so I really don’t need your propaganda.
(If you don’t mind that “Lord” and “Christ” stuff, though, you should read it. It was pretty good.)









