The Passion of the Dying Embers of my Charcoal Heart

So it snowed again and I finally made it to work on Thursday. Yeah after four days off, work still sucked. I mean people still grab what ever they want, fondle the merchandise and just drop it wherever. You know my mother always told me to put things back where you found them.

Then again she also told me one day that the reason why we did not have power doors was for safety reasons. Imagine telling a small child this: If the car goes wildly out of control and we drive of a bridge into the water the power locks and windows will short circuit. Thus making us trapped in the car and we will drown in the icy cold waters. Later on I realized that the reason why we did not have power doors or power locks was because we were driving in a 1969 Volkswagen Beetle. You could see the road from inside the car. Power locks were just wishful thinking.

Back to work. This is the kind of people that I have to work with. When I was talking about the people who just litter merchandise around the store someone said they should get caned. Granted I was going to say pistol whipping but caning is a good second. Then someone else said, and I quote, "They should beat him like that guy in that movie."

Yeah that limits the choices down. So I politely, instead of kicking her across her stupid blond head, ask "What movie."

"You know that Passion movie."

"Yeah, that guys name was Jesus." This is the kind of people that I have to work with. When things like this happen all I want to do is run as fast as I can, right into a wall. But that would hurt and it would keep me from talking about this movie.

"Passion of the Christ" is geared to be the highest grossing film of all time. Jesus, that's a lot of money. I mean, I'm glad for Mel "Martin Riggs" Gibson. I mean god-bless him and all but it's not like that movie did not come out all Hollywood. Let's analyze this. Let's look at the ending. Really Judas betrays Jesus. That's the best plot twist since the "Sixth Sense." And the hero dies at the end. That is the best hero death since "Thelma And Louise." There is all this talk about "Who killed Jesus?" All I have to say is, "Who cares?" There would not be a good ending if he lives. Who cares if he dies He's resurrected. He comes back, "No Harm, No Foul" right.

You know Jesus will some how come back from the dead for the sequel and then there will be "P2: The Resurrection." He will come back all powerful and then out of no where Mel's friend, Danny Glover, will be there to stop Jesus from taking more souls. Wait a second that's Predator. Wrong "P" Movie. Then there is the Prequel idea. Screw you Phantom Menace. That's where you find out that Jesus' power actually comes from little organisms that live in his blood stream. So much for the Holy Power of god.

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