Every once in a while something I hope is an aphorism occurs to me that
I can't share with family and friends for fear of offending them. But
I'd like to show them to SOMEone. This time, when the following
occurred to me, I immediately thought of Poetryetc., home of godless
commies and worse, so decided to post it here.
Considering the vileness of life, how could any decent person be so
maliciously unkind to God as to accuse him of existing?