The Book of Chances
The truth of what really went
down as compiled by the Genesis Seminar
Meet your Genesis Seminar:
The Genesis Seminar is a self-appointed
think-tank of really really smart individuals who have set out
to finally uncover the truth about the origins of man and religion.
They include, but are not limited
to, an evolutionary scientist, a scholar, an ornery agnostic,
a revisionist historian, a subjective apologist, a conspiracy
theorist talk-show host, a trial lawyer, a liberal politician
and a *monkey.
(*Note - the monkey is actually
a chimpanzee. He is going through an identity crises as a result
of reading the famed children's novel, "Curious George."
The protagonist of this work is repeatedly referred to as a monkey,
but is drawn as a chimpanzee. The trial lawyer is looking into
the legal ramifications of this.)
Their identities have been kept
secret in order to protect them from other human beings. However,
we have compiled statements from them so that you, the reader,
can get some idea of their really really high credentials.
Evolutionary Scientist - "It is not a surprise to me that
all of this started out with one alphabet letter. As time progressed
we could see words forming and then sentences. Before long there
were paragraphs. At some points there seem to be gaps in the
sentence sequence and then the sentences pick back up again.
We can only speculate as to what
may have caused these gaps. Finally we end up with pages and
then this entire book. We had fun speculating as to what would
happen if this book were to evolve into a more complex book.
I suggested that if this does happen, it be called "Volumus
Giganticas."
Scholar - "It's not worth my time writing anything
here. You wouldn't understand me anyway."
Ornery Agnostic - "I have seen the survelance footage
of someone who resembles me entering the building where the Genesis
Seminar sessions took place. However, this footage is only sequential
black and white stills that are sort of "grainy".
I have also seen the pages of
notes with my handwriting on them, but then again there are some
really really good forgers out there. And I do remember the sessions.
But I have to admit also that there are some really really good
hypnotists out there too.
So with all of these possible
scenarios, I have to withhold judgement until more concrete evidence
comes along actually proving that I was indeed there. The conspiracy-theorist
talk-show host backs me up on this."
Revisionist Historian - "I don't know what these other
Bozos are saying, but I am the only one responsible for this
book. They all hung out at the coffee haus while I slaved over
this piece of work for many untold days, nights and weekends.
I'm the man! I'm the man!"
Subjective Apologist - "I feel that this is really a
beautiful piece of work. It really makes me feel good about myself.
Do you know what I mean? I hope it makes you feel good about
yourself too. I really do.
But hey, if it doesn't that's
okay too. And if you don't agree with me about my conclusions,
I feel no need to defend myself on the subject."
Conspiracy Theorist Talk-Show
Host - "Is this
thing on? Okay. Hello, this is (omitted) coming at you from north
of the Mason-Dixon line. Well it seems that there's a rumor going
around that something's going on. But that's not the half of
it. I'm told by very reliable sources that the government's in
on it too.
And that is why I am a contributor
to this book. It chronicles in very vivid detail the mysterious
and suspicious origins of government. Learn the facts now while
you still can.
And with each purchase I am going
to throw in, from my own personal stockpile, ten pounds of wheat,
a case of canned-meat, twenty one-gallon jugs of water, a flashlight,
a generator, a guard-dog, a pair of night-vision goggles and
a personally autographed Y2K countdown calendar - all at no extra
charge to you. So call now while you still have the freedom to
do so!"
Trial Lawyer - If you or a loved one has suffered
brain damage as a result of reading this book, you may have compensation
owed to you. Don't wait, call now! I am a tough smart lawyer
that knows the system. Don't wait, call now!
I will get you(me) every penny
that you(I) deserve. Don't wait, call now! The longer you wait,
the smaller your(my) settlement will be. Don't wait, call now!
You owe it to your(my) children. Don't they deserve better!?!
Don't wait, call now! "
Liberal Politician - "If you like this book, I am
proud to have been a part in the process. And I promise that
I will sign into law legislation declaring that there be provided
a copy of it in each room at every cheap motel across this great
nation of ours.
The best part of this is that
we will make the more expensive high-rise hotels foot the bill.
Everybody wins! We will do this for our(my) children. Don't they
deserve better!?!
But if you didn't like this book
- I did not have contextual relations with that volume . . .
The Book of Chances."
The monkey - I hereby declare myself "distanced"
from this bunch of uncivilized barbarians. They are total animals
with no regard for personal hygiene what-so-ever. They are wholly
disgusting, in their habits and ethics. I have never been part
of such an idiotic group of primates in all my life. Get me away
from these hairless freaks!"
(The previous statement was translated
by a highly trained primate sign-language specialist. And since
there was a "translation process" involved, there was
a slight controversy over the validity of said statement. So
another translator was brought in and the statement was revised
as follows, "Miko want coconuts." This only fueled
the controversy and the statement was eventually dropped and
we all agreed that it never really happened.)
The Process:
The Genesis Seminar had undertaken
the monumental task of figuring out what the book of Genesis
is really talkin' 'bout Willis! They put their heads together
and, after trying to figure out where the sound of knocking coconuts
came from, got down to bizniss.
The evolutionary scientist was,
at first, our team leader. But after determining that the meetings
were not progressing as quickly as hoped for (Man, this guy was
s-s-s-s-s-slow!), the conspiracy theorist talk-show host snuck
up behind him, hit him over the head with a five pound package
of freeze-dried bacon which knocked him unconscious, and then
assumed the role of alpha male. Which was good because he could
talk a lot.
The revisionist historian took
meeting notes and we're still trying to determine what's what
and what's not.
The scholar was in charge of
wearing the smoking-jacket and looking stately.
The subjective apologist was
the sergeant at arms and in charge of aroma therapy.
The trial lawyer and liberal
politician were both the co-treasurers (We thought a checks-and-balances
system was needed and this worked out pretty well).
The ornery agnostic had convinced
himself that none of this was really happening and had unwittingly
progressed himself into a state of in-between self-realization
and nirvana.
(While in this state, the trial
lawyer and the liberal politician put shaving cream on his hand
and tickled his nose with a feather. But, since the ornery agnostic
was already a part of the shaving cream within the universal
consciousness, nothing happened.)
The monkey was in charge of snacks,
but mostly sat on the floor and watched reruns of Gilligan's
Island. (The evolutionary scientist was forced to join the monkey
and he was none too happy about that because this meant that
he was in charge of changing the monkey's diaper.)
The first order of business was
to agree on a mission statement. After much deliberation and
fisticuffs, they agreed on, "I can't get no satisfaction."
Now it was time to do what they
had come for - correctly interpret the book of Genesis. The process
went something like this:
First, they would read one verse
(reading ahead and/or reviewing past verses was strictly forbidden
due to time constraints because cocktail hour started at 4:30).
If they all agreed on an interpretation,
great. If not, they all had to dance a jig holding rattle snakes.
The last one standing won the privilege of injecting his interpretation
into scripture.
(A funny note - It was later
uncovered that the conspiracy theorist talk show host had been
secretly injecting himself with rattlesnake poison in the weeks
prior to this session in order to gain an unfair advantage over
his fellow participants.
Well, it appears that he had
been injecting himself with the better known "Diamondback"
rattlesnake poison, but the institute had ordered "Northern
Pacific" rattlesnakes.
So needless to say, but we're
going to say it anyway, because his body wasn't immune to the
"Northern Pacific" rattlesnake poison his little scheme
didn't work. As a matter of fact he was so weak from injecting
himself with poison all those weeks that he was usually the first
to drop.)
The monkey, on the other hand,
rather enjoyed this little game and usually did quite well.
Second. Well . . . there was
no second step. That was pretty much it.
Now that you've gotten to to
know your Genesis Seminar, let's see what they came up with after
putting their resources, talents, credentials, degrees, personalities,
feelings, attitudes, egos and heads together (other than the
sound of knocking coconuts).
The Big Change:
The one point that everyone agreed
on was that there is no God. (However, as time progressed they
learned from chatting with each other during smoke breaks that
if they were stuck hiding in a fox-hole with bombs exploding
about, then they might be willing to listen to some really good
pro-God arguments).
The other one point that everyone
agreed on was that everything has happened by chance.
And the other one point that
everyone agreed on was that they needed to immediately change
the name from the book of Genesis to the book of Chances so as
to correctly reflect this last-minute discovery (They're hoping
that the other bible publishers will soon follow suit).
It should also be noted that
they started from the NIV. There version is called the "New
Unified Theory Style" version.
Now you may proceed to Chapter
One.
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