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This is the 5th revised release of this excerpt from the book to
alt.sex.stories.moderated.  As of the last two releases it has more-or-
less stabilized as chapter 102.

This previously was Chapter 80, and before that it was Chapter 72, 68,
46, 30, and at one time it was Chapter 1.  It may move forward again
if more chapters get added to the book, but I'm almost at the point
where it is - as they say in the software business - "Code Complete"
and about ready to ship..

The previous title of this story was "I'm ...working on a use for
child molesters ... I expect to have a lot of fun with ...them."

Note that the other chapters of this book were not posted here, in
case you're wondering where the rest was.  This is an excerpt from the
book, "In the Matter of: Instrument of God" and this is the sixth
published revision of that excerpt.

Comments to the author are welcome.  Especially if you disagree with
any of my points or don't like the story and have specific
constructive criticism, but I will read all comments that aren't
simply attacks.

To separate comments from the tons of spam I get every day, you might
try putting "[IOG]" in the subject, so I'll know about this article.
I try to check all mail but some may get missed, if you don't hear
from me within a day or two, send your message again.

    - -

Background to this story: The two people talking are in the
Afterlife,which some consider to be Heaven.  They both are aware that
they have died and are no longer alive, but as Akers points out, the
place resembles a "weak clone" of earth.

Chapter 102
"Human beings know how to ... cure ... people... and yet God can't..."

He stood up and shook hands.  "Hi, I'm Supervisor 246, Administrator
of the Welcoming Department.  Literally everyone in this world calls
me 246 so you can if you'd like.  I think they said you're new here,
uh," he looked down at the code - 13047 NV Akers 780126 - and decided
to go on a first name basis. "Akers, and you wanted to talk on a
complicated subject. Have a seat if you'd like."  He sat down.
Unnecessary, but a long force of habit.
	"I've had some questions about religion and I can't find anyone else
who can seriously answer them.  They said you could."
	"They've probably been trying for several thousand years, but I'd
like to try  Well, first, what brand of religion do you use?"
	"Brand of religion?"
	"All religions are pretty much the same: they don't tolerate other
brands of religion and they claim to be the only right one.  Basically
there are seven brands: Agnostic, Atheist, Christian, Muslim, Jewish,
Asian and Other.  Other represents the minor religions, like the Norse
gods, or cargo cult religions and so on, the ones that aren't very
popular.  I figure you're not a member of one of the Asian religions,
and I don't think you're a Muslim because you're willing to ask
questions, so my guess is you're in one of the top four for what goes
for Western Civilization.  I'm guessing you're not Jewish, and since
you're asking me about religion you're probably not Agnostic or
Atheist, so that basically leaves one of the various Christian
religions, how does that sound?"
	"Yeah, that's right. Well, the first thing is, if this place is here,
doesn't that mean that everything the Bible tells us about God is
wrong, otherwise, shouldn't we be going to some place like that
instead of a weak clone version of Earth?"
	"'Weak clone,' I like that term. But what do you mean 'some place
like that?'  You mean something like a kind of heaven with pearly
gates, people having halos and wings, and so on?"
	"Uh yeah, I guess so."
	"Well, let me tell you something, most people don't realize it, but
all of the images people have of what they think Heaven or Hell is,
are simply visual images from various propaganda that someone made
up.  The Bible never says anything one way or another about what
either looks like.  Actually you could give the Bible the same claim
as 'propaganda that someone made up', but I'm going to ignore it for
the moment.  So there's no reason Heaven - or Hell - couldn't look
like this.  Whichever one it was would depend on your point of view as
to which you thought it was.  Don't you like it here?"
	"Actually I don't like to admit it but I love it here, but I think a
lot of my friends would believe I'm crazy to say that since we didn't
make it to Heaven.  The real one, that is, if there is one."
	"Yeah, I know what you mean.  Well, let me tell you something, I
would say basically, whether they want to admit it almost everyone
loves it here.  How long have you been here?"
	"Three standard years."
	"Then you must love the place or you're deathly afraid to go back."
	"I'm never going back, there's too many things to do here and lots of
things you can't do on earth. But there's another issue, when I was
alive, it kind of worried me, because I couldn't answer it at the
time."
	"Go ahead."
	"There's this really good atheist back on earth, his name is
Christopher Hitchens, and he pointed out that he didn't like the idea
of what Heaven, at least as I think the Bible claims it would be,
because it would be a horrible place.  First he points out how we're
supposed to both love God with all our heart and at the same time
we're supposed to fear him.  I got that point; the two are
contradictory.  If you love your mom and dad, you're not afraid of
them, or at least, only when you're a little kid and you did something
wrong.  But you're not thinking that you love them when you're scared
of what they could do to you."
	"Uh huh.  Go on."
	"Same thing for, say, someone you're emotionally involved with.  If
you're in love with a boyfriend, a girlfriend or a husband or wife,
when you fight with them or if you're afraid they're going to leave
you, or if you're afraid because they're abusive, you're not thinking
about how much you love them.  Or when someone says it, the statement
is so obviously ridiculous as to be laughable, you know, like the
scenes in a movie of some guy who just whipped his wife with his belt,
telling her how mad he is at her, because of what she did to him to
make him mad, and then the line that is both horribly ironic and
almost gut busting funny, where he says that he had to hurt her
because he loves her so much!"
	"Yeah, it is kind of obviously ridiculous, come to think of it."
	"So now, anyway, you're placed in a constant state of being expected
to have two contradictory emotions for someone, or some thing,
whatever you think God is, at the same time.  Then there's the point
of what Heaven would be like, in which our whole existence is devoted
to praying to God for thanks for what we've been given.  Hitchens says
that basically it would be like an eternal version of North Korea -
and he's actually been there, so he knows what it's like - where your
entire existence is supposed to be to offer prayer and thanks to the
current leader for all that he has so graciously granted to you.   And
a Heaven like that would be worse than North Korea, at least you can
die or maybe try to escape if you're lucky, you can't ever get out of
Heaven.  You're stuck there forever; you can't even die to escape.
And the worst thing would be supposedly it would be for your own
good.  At least if you're in Hell you can curse your tormentors, how
do you curse those who are supposedly doing what is best for you?"
	"Yeah, it does sound kind of weird."
	"I used to have a problem with the way things are here, that
sometimes people do bad things to other people, and I'd wonder why
they didn't monitor people to keep them from doing that.  But then, I
thought, if you monitored people's thoughts to see who was about to do
something to someone else, then you'd have to stop them from doing
something wrong.  So either you would catch them as soon as they
thought about something bad, and then it's that 'Eternal North Korea
thing' all over again; your very thoughts would be used against you.
Or you have to wait until they are about to commit the crime.  Either
you catch them just before they do it, in which case you have the sort
of thing like they did in the movie 'Minority Report' where they
arrested and imprisoned people, not for what they did, but for what
they were going to do.  Or if you wait until they actually do commit
the crime, then arrest them on the spot, it's eventually going to get
out that you knew that they were going to hurt someone but you let
them, how can you allow such a thing? You know what I mean?"
	"Yeah, a Catch 22.  Stop people before they actually commit a crime
and you're basically punishing them for something they haven't done
yet, stop them the instant it happened and you've got to answer for
the fact that you knew they were going to do it and you allowed it to
happen.  In either case, it's a no-win scenario and a big mess."
	"Exactly.  So when I called this place a weak clone of earth, I
wasn't being, uh, what's the word when you call something a name as a
way of criticizing it?"
	"Pejorative?"
	"Thank you.  I wasn't being pejorative when I called this place a
'weak clone' of earth, I meant that it reminded me so much of earth it
was strange, while at the same time a lot of the petty little crap
that is so irritating on earth isn't here.  Not just the stuff that is
available with magic, like being able to immediately transport, but
the fact that where you think of places on earth where supposedly the
government is very light handed or nice, this place makes them look
like, well, North Korea, or, oh yeah, the Mexican Federales here by
comparison.  And of course, well, ah, you know how the women are
here."
	"Yeah.  They are wonderful, the most magic things on the face of the
Afterlife and I love every one of them.  And as often as I can.  About
how many women have you had sex with since you've been here?"
	He looks down at his shoes.  "Well, ah, I'm kind of embarrassed about
it..."
	"Well, let's see.  You're a fairly cute looking young man if I have
an idea of what women like, you've been here three standard years,
based on the kid-in-a-candy-store theory of lots at first then
settling down, plus the usual number of accepted propositions from
women, I'd guess you've had sex with something in the neighborhood of
a couple thousand women, possibly more than that, would that be about
right?"
	Akers looked at him.  "A couple thousand?   I was thinking more like
two or three hundred."
	"You've been here three standard years and you've only seen a couple
hundred women?  Oh that's not much, I had more than that many in the
first six standard months I was here.  A fairly nice looking guy like
you has had sex with only a couple hundred women over three standard
years, in a city with over a billion women, most of whom are totally
uninhibited, horny all the time and realize there's no shame to having
sex with lots of men, my, my.  Either you've got a lot more willpower
to resist when they proposition you or you don't get out very often.
But we can discuss sex some other time, I love to talk about sex, but
I'll try and work on your religious questions right now, since that's
what you're here for, okay?"
	"Yeah, that's what I really came here to talk about."
	"Okay, then, now, this is one possible answer to your question.
Let's say that those who are really, really good and really, really
special, got to go to Heaven and be with God as they say.  And they
have no problem living in the so-called 'Eternal North Korea' as you
referred to it. Now, maybe what happened is that the rest of us would
have been destroyed automatically but the people who set this system
up captured us and as a result, we're here instead of going out of
existence.  And since God thinks we no longer exist, He's not looking
for us and so we've slipped under His radar screen.  Let's say He set
the system up automatically, checked that it worked then forgot about
it and doesn't know we're being intercepted.  Or let's say He's
decided to allow this place to operate for a while and is just
allowing it to continue for the time being while He's busy with
something else.  Or perhaps this is the Hell people go to when they
die, and what they would have gotten in Heaven is so much better than
what we can imagine here that this place is a world of torture by
comparison.  Or maybe this is the Purgatory you go to after you die
before you go either to Heaven or Hell and we're being judged first.
How do you like those answers?"
	"Huh.  Okay, at least I feel better about it now that you've given me
some answers."
	"Okay, here's another possibility.  Have you ever played the game of
'Telephone'?"
	"No.  What is it?"
	"I've seen it done and it's hilarious.  You write down a phrase, a
message like you want to give someone.  Now, you whisper it, exactly
as you wrote it, to someone, and have them whisper what you told them
to a friend, and have them whisper it to a friend, and so on, then the
last person says out loud what they heard, and you then show everyone
the original message.  So you do this with eight or ten people and you
discover the result.  Usually the final message has absolutely no
relationship to the original message.  What's more interesting if you
can get to hear each person as they relay it and see how it changes,
sometimes the errors and omissions in the process can be absolutely
stunning.
	"So, anyway, perhaps this is what Heaven is supposed to be, and God
told those on earth exactly what it was.  Well, remember that the
Bible is a written collection of stories that were told for thousands
of years before people developed writing, stories passed down from the
memories of those who heard them before.  So you have an oral history
repeated umpteen thousand times over hundreds, or more likely
thousands of years, by illiterate shepherds and farmers, and by the
time it was written down, it had been embellished and changed so much
that you couldn't recognize it from the original.   Maybe when someone
told some of the important stories God corrected them if necessary,
but allowed the stories of Heaven to change because first, it wouldn't
matter what they said, they'll never find out until they died, and
second, while He wanted people to know it was a pleasant place, He
didn't necessarily want them to think it was so pleasant that it would
encourage them to commit suicide en masse to get here.  Or maybe He
just told the truth and left it as is, and everything else was some
embellishment by people of what they were told because they felt their
version of what they had heard was better than the one that they got
second-hand and thought God probably told the person who told them
something different and decided to correct it. "
	"Well, since apparently everyone who dies gets in here, okay, then,
if that's the case,  have you ever wondered where some of these myths
come from?"
	"Like which ones?"
	"Well, I'm thinking of the concept of Hell, and damnation and so on.
This place, for example.  Or what this place would have been if God
was running it.  Well they say He is but you know what I mean."
	246 Smiled.  "Yeah, I happen to know God personally - here they call
him The Chairman - so I know what you mean.  Probably some minister
needed some way to keep the money rolling in, so he sold his services
as 'fire insurance.'  Same reason a lot of people become Christians.
Probably all of them. At least it was in my case.  Fat lot of good it
did me."
	"'Fire insurance'?"
	"Yeah, according to the Bible, you learn you're a sinner and will
die, ending up in Hell and burning forever, or at least that's what a
lot of people believe the Bible says, anyway.  About like getting
violated six-ways-from-Sunday.  But you find out there's a way to
avoid that.  If you believe that Christ died for your sins, and will
save you from that horrible fate, if you confess your belief in him,
you become a Christian - or Born-Again Christian if you like - and
thus you don't end up in the fires of Hell."
	"Oh, I see.  But, anyway, I mean, I've never really understood the
idea that if there was a God, that if someone was bad, He would make
that person suffer forever, torture them for eternity, give them no
chance to repair what had been done wrong if it was at all possible,
and to top it off, punish them in such a way that it doesn't give
anyone else a chance to learn from the poor bastard's misery.  It just
seemed so... so... well if not cruel and heartless, at least terribly
bad, some how.  Maybe as bad as whatever the person did; it would seem
so... pointless, ahh, that's the word I'm thinking of, it seems like
such a pointless exercise in futility."
	"Not bad.  Most people can't see the whole logic of the entire
argument.  Especially when it's a religious argument.  Most of those
are 'hands off'."
	"I think you're right."
	"I'll tell you something, Akers.  With most men who have a religious
system of beliefs, and a woman that they loved very deeply, would do
what Lot did and sacrifice her, first before his religion."
	"What do you mean?"
	"Lot was in the twin cities of Sodom and Gomorrah looking for a few
honest men, and he has a couple of VIPs from Heaven with him, when the
local no-longer-boys choir come by looking for some backdoor action,
and want to try the VIPs out for size.  So Lot brings out his two
beautiful, frightened virgin daughters, and offers them to the crowd,
telling them to do anything they want to them, violate them six-ways-
from-Sunday, if they'll take the girls, go away and stop bothering him
and his two VIPs.  You can find it in Genesis 19:8."
	"Uh, I've heard that before, I think you're borrowing that from a
book somewhere."
	"I'll admit I didn't think of the reference. The idea for it is from
Stranger in a Strange Land by Robert A. Heinlein."
	"Oh.  The reason I noticed it was that I happened to read up on it
later and discovered they're not really virgins."
	"Really, really?"
	"Yeah.  I remember that later on it says that Lot, his daughters and
his sons in law husbands of theirs left."
	"Hey, you're not too bad at this!  Well anyway, if you found a
contradiction in most men's religious beliefs, and gave the man the
choice to accept that those beliefs were wrong, or let you use his
beautiful wife as the vessel of your desires, for acting out your
choice of scenes from any ten porno flicks, he'd say, 'here, take her
and do with her as you will, just go away and leave my religion
alone.'  Most people won't look too closely at their religion for fear
they will find out what's wrong with it."
	"Man, you're pretty good with this.  Let's say you're a minister..."
	"Actually, I once owned a religion when I was back on earth.
Incorporated it and everything.  I appointed myself Demigod.  I think
that's three steps above Pope.  But go on."
	"Well anyway, you're a minister, and you tell people that if they do
wrong there is a Hell in which they suffer forever, and I mean,
forever, a billion, trillion years of suffering and torment for
something they might do here and now during the measly 70 or 80 years
that they are on earth.  Now, there might be justification for some
people to be tortured like that, provided it was to teach someone else
a lesson, you know, how Jacob Marley in A Christmas Carol comes back
to tell Ebenezer Scrooge that he's got the same fate coming to him if
he doesn't get his shit together?"
	"Gotcha."
	"In that sort of case, I can see where it makes sense.  He comes back
to tell people what they're doing wrong.  But you can see where, ah,
who wrote that book?"
	"Charles Dickens."
	"You can see where Dickens is subscribing to the same theory as
Christianity is doing, if you make a mistake you suffer for it
forever, and you can't ever do anything to fix it.  All Marley's Ghost
can do is warn of the consequences but he can't ever get himself out
of the pickle he's in.  And why is it that if he's able to warn
Scrooge, wasn't he ever given any warning?"
	"Dramatic license.  The story really works quire well the way it's
written.  Or maybe he was and the story doesn't tell it.  Or maybe he
got a warning but ignored it."
	"Well, anyway, when you think about punishing people for enormous,
unimaginably long periods of time, it seems ridiculous when you talk
about some ordinary guy who does a few bad things in his life.  Maybe
Chairman Mao, or what's-his-name, I think it was Pol Pot, who ran the
Khmer Rouge in Cambodia, or Stalin, or Hitler, or some of those guys
in Africa who got together and murdered or ordered the murder of
millions of people..."
	"The Hutus in Rwanda killed 800,000 Tutsis in only 100 days, they
probably paid overtime bonuses to get the job done faster, like that
contractor in Los Angeles, who got the earthquake damaged freeway
rebuilt 60 days early by running three shifts and all the overtime
anyone wanted, and made 16 million dollars in extra profit.
Indonesia's President Suharto - with the tacit approval of U.S.
President Ford and Secretary of State Henry Kissinger - ordered the
invasion of East Timor where over 200,000 died; at least 100,000 of
them were murdered in the first year alone.  As I understand it, the
incident was so bad that Kissinger can't even visit Europe any more
because he'd be arrested for War Crimes and almost certainly
convicted.  Ismail Enver, Ahmed Jemal and Mehmet Talaat ran Turkey
over Armenia to the tune of 1.5 million Armenians back in 1916, they
probably gave the Nazis ideas."
	"Uh, no 'probably' about it."
	"What do you mean?"
	"I once did a report on it for a class, and I remember reading
somewhere how those who questioned if the world would let Hitler get
away with murdering the Jews were met with his response: 'No one
remembers the Armenians.'"
	"Looks like you're pretty good too, Akers.   Sometimes I think
Genocide must be like one of those really great TV shows because it
constantly keeps coming back in reruns."
	"Well, anyway, I can see where scumbags like them deserve to burn in
Hell forever.  And some of these really bad people, ones who hurt
others, I can see where maybe that might be appropriate, but still, if
all they do is rot in torture, and nobody knows about it, what is the
point?"
	"Maybe there isn't any point."
	"But some minister is going to tell me that a guy who cheats on his
wife, or embezzles a few thousand Euros, and doesn't get to God, or
Jesus, or whatever it is, deserves as much endless torture and
suffering, as some unforgivable bastards like them?"
	"On earth we - as in humans - put people in jail for life, without
possibility of parole."
	"That's just to keep them away from everyone else, mostly because
either they did something really bad that they can't come back to
society and continue to practice their trade, and also because we
don't know how to fix them so they don't come back and continue to
practice their trade.  Or because they don't qualify for the death
penalty.  Or they don't have a death penalty where they did it.  I
don't see the point of sentencing someone to 'eternity in torture,
without possibility of parole'."
	"Maybe that's because they have to be kept out of the general
population of souls in Heaven and the people running the place don't
know how to cure them."
	"That doesn't make much sense either.  Human beings know how to use
certain drugs to treat the symptoms of, or even cure many mental
problems and fix people who would otherwise be a threat, and yet God
can't fix bad people, other than treating them like used tires in a
tire fire or tossing them from a landfill into an endless incinerator
and washing his hands of them?  He doesn't have as much smarts as we
do?"
	"Again, maybe it's because they need to keep really bad people, like
those who kill, murderers, for example, out of Heaven.  Well, the
Heaven as depicted by the Bible, anyway."
	"Keep murderers out of Heaven?  If there's any place that has lots of
those, it's Heaven!  Not counting those people who became born-again
Christians on death row and then got, uh, what was that term you used
on TV for an execution?"
	"A seat on ol' sparky and a 10,000 volt suppository."
	"Yeah that.  Then there are those who turned over in prison and
eventually got out.  They are apparently changed people but they
killed others and when they die they get to go to Heaven."
	"Uh huh."
	"So saying that mere murderers need to be kept out of Heaven is
ridiculous.  Or something that might be worse can still get into
Heaven.  Look, I can run an abortion mill, stick a drill into a fetus
then insert a vacuum and suck the brains out of babies that hadn't had
the luck to be born..."
	"And maybe even a few that were born, but the parents don't want it,
so you don't say anything, Dr. Akers, M.D., you just insert the needle
full of formaldehyde into the skull, squeeze the trigger, pumping the
poison through the spinal cord, where it reaches the cortex
and dissolves the brain into jelly.  The parallel to sex gets me
excited just thinking about it.  So after you've raped the brain to
death, you put the head in a vice and crush the skull, then dump the
garbage in a trash bag.  Neat, clean, send the ex-parents a bill, and
send in the next soon to be no longer a woman in trouble in, so you
can scrape and rip out her problem.  Regular assembly line of death,
and a nice profit.  I've heard even the Nazis at the death camps were
slackers compared to a good abortuary running at full tilt."
	"You are sick, Supervisor 246, sick."
	"So as half of our world tells me. Hey, babe, I'm just admitting
what's going on."
	"Well, anyway, I do that, day in, day out, at a couple hundred bucks
a pop, butcher 50,000 or 200,000 fetuses for profit until I've made a
few million, then decide I shouldn't do that, because I've become a
Christian, so I'm forgiven, and one day when I'm 86 I drop dead on a
golf course, go to Heaven and get to stay there in paradise forever."
	246 Smiles, sardonically. "You really think Heaven would be
paradise?  I hope I get the chance to see it."
	"You know what I mean.  But a guy who steals a TV set to feed his
heroin addiction and is shot by the cops, but dies before he gets the
chance to discover, ah, Christ is it?"
	"'For God so loved the world that He sent His only begotten son, that
whosoever should believe in Him should not perish, but have eternal
life.'  John 3:16, the world's most translated phrase in all
literature."
	"Okay, so anyway, the guy stealing a TV dies before he gets that, and
as a result, he gets eternal torture, uh, what did you call it?"
	"Being violated six-ways-to-Sunday."
	"He gets that. Going back to me being a doctor who decided to stop
doing abortions and become a born-again Christian, I'm a baby-
slaughterer par excellence, but still a welcome member of Heaven, he's
a minor thief and an everlasting member of the damned."
	246 smiles. "Yeah.  Ain't that wonderful?"
	"Wonderful?"
	"Yeah. It's a really great way to run a universe.  The confessed, no
matter how bad their crimes, never get any punishment and get to go
free forever, while those who didn't confess, no matter how tiny
theirs, are punished forever and can't ever get free.  Exact inverse.
Or, let's put it in our terms:  Those who confess, we 'love 'em back
into the world', those who didn't confess we 'violate 'em six-ways-to-
Sunday'.  Some people say it's how I think, backward.  Maybe they're
right, at least about me, anyway."
	"I think it's a fucking stupid way to run things.  And what do you
mean, you think backward?  You dyslexic or something?"
	"No, not exactly.  Did you hear about that incident a few months ago
at the Picketing Zone near the Main Entrance?"
	"Yeah, the riot, I saw it on ANN, the Afterlife News Network.  That
was sort of strange.  But I still don't understand what you mean by
backward."
	"If you remember the TV show, I came out in public saying that it was
correct, for the police to leave the guy holding the anti-Semitic
poster to be able to continue to show it, while the cops violated all
the other people who were fighting, many of whom were victims of
German Concentration camps, hauled them off to jail in handcuffs, for
breaking Rule #1 by hitting people.  They had suffered horrible
things, some we wouldn't want to imagine; he had cruelly and viciously
insulted their suffering.  I said that he's a law abiding citizen,
they're criminals.  Backward.
	"But you forgot what happens to the aborted fetuses and murdered
babies.  If you take theology literally, the doctor who becomes a
Christian, and any of the women who had their fetuses destroyed who
also do, get into Heaven but because the fetuses were unable to
confess their sins to Christ, they can't make it and they too, get to
ride that highway to Hell."
	"I would have thought that babies and children who don't know any
better would go to Heaven automatically."
	246 shook his head. "A nice idea not supported by scripture.  I think
the line which Jesus uses, is something like, 'There is no way to the
Father, none, not any, except through Me.'"
	Akers frowns,  "Oh yeah, John 14:6, you're right."
	"Jesus is the gatekeeper to salvation, either you get it from him or
you don't get it at all.  The concept of babies and children
automatically going to Heaven is from the 'kinder, gentler' school of
Christianity that also believe in what you feel about the unfairness
of eternal torture, so they solved the problem by saying that when
people are really bad, they are destroyed.  But that's not a good
solution, either."
	"Why not?  It sounds a whole lot more reasonable and kind than
endless torture."
	"Yeah, but then it loses the hold on people through future
punishment."
	"You've lost me somewhere."
	"Religion uses the idea of damnation - eternal burning in Hell - as a
punishment to keep people from going nihilistic and doing anything
they damn well please to anyone.  Okay for this example, we've decided
that there is no Hell when you die, if you're bad you just cease to
exist.  So, let's go under the knife and go back to life on earth."
	"Nice place, interesting to visit, wouldn't want to stay there,
though."
	"I like that!  You're catching on!  Well, anyway, you're this really
bad guy, oh something really, really, bad, let's say, hmm, tax
collector."
	"Get serious."
	"You want it serious?  I'll give you serious.  Okay, you're a
professional baby raper.  A child molester specializing in really
young girls.  The really precious ones that break your heart, you
know, the adorable ones that are so cute."
	"Uh huh.  I don't like where you're going here."
	"Bear with me.  So you see this nice, juicy looking little girl,
turns out she's a beautiful little 7-year old, pixie face, blond hair,
she's so cute, so sweet and innocent.  So you get the mother out of
the store on a pretext, say her car's been damaged by an accident, or
maybe you wait until she comes out, then knock her out and take her
keys.  Grab the 7-year old, whose name is Margaret, by the way, who
would some day grow up to be a lovely young lady and break a bunch of
men's hearts, and drive off in her mother's car to yours, which is two
blocks away so nobody gets your license plate.  By now you've given
Maggie something to knock her out.  Dump the car there, wipe the
steering wheel, get in yours and drive off.  So the police have no
leads, you get away clean and they'll never find you. You take our
little girl home and tie her to the bed, spread eagled and naked.
Once Maggie wakes up, you get into bed..."
	"I really don't think I want to hear this."
	"Oh come on, you'll like the results."
	"I doubt it strongly."
	"So, anyway, beautiful little Margaret, blue eyes, 7 years old, is
lying naked and spread eagled on the bed, scared to death, and
rightfully so.  You tell her that in a moment she's going to feel
something slide between her legs and inside of her and it's going to
hurt, a lot.  This will make her tense up, which is exactly what you
want as it will make her vagina even tighter. You've got this really
stiff hard on, so you get on top of her, aim yourself, then arch your
back as high as you can, and give a mighty plunge, aiming straight for
her twat.  In one second, BOOM! Your dick hits the opening, slides
into her, as you hear her scream in agonizing pain and perhaps arch
her back as a result.  But unfortunately for her, she does it the
wrong way which makes it even better for you, as your dick continues
scraping against her extremely tight vagina, hits the hymen, shatters
it as she screams again, then your cock plunges into her tightness
until you bottom out, giving her an agonizing bang on the cervix.
	"Then you back up and start pounding on her like you're trying to
match the cadence of the 78 rpm phonorecord  of the Anvil Chorus for
maybe a couple minutes, in her tight pussy which is now well
lubricated.  With blood.  Hers.  Then you come, a really, really good
satisfying orgasm to reward you for all the work you've done, and you
pour the pork into her.  You've just had a whale of a good time while
this kid is in really horrible pain and if Maggie will ever be normal
again it's sweepstakes odds she can never have children.  That doesn't
matter much as you wait until your dick is hungry again, but her twat
is pretty much wasted now.  But she's got another opening."
	"Oh please."
	"All right, I'll skip the details.  Suffice to say you rip her a new
one - literally - and you've finished with her down there.  So you put
her on her knees facing you, a block in her mouth so she can't bite
down, stand in front of her, grab her by the back of the head, then
run your dick in until it hits the back of the throat and the gag
reflex hits, and you ride that dick milker until you come again and
spurt it in her."
	"This is even worse."
	"Oh I haven't even come - no pun intended - close to worse.  You've
only had her for the better part of a couple of hours.  You haven't
ruined her mouth as you have down below, you could probably sell her
to some other pervert for the same thing.  But it's too risky, so you
decide you want to feed your need one more time.  This time you look
at lovely Maggie with those beautiful blue eyes, now clouded in a
miasma of pain and betrayal, and decide to really have some fun with
her!  This time you step over her shoulders so you're riding her face
like a bicycle, ram your dick into her again, to get her throat to
milk you again, but this time you start pumping it in and out so you
can get even more pleasure!  Then finally you hold her head tightly
against you so that her nose is blocked by the pudendum at the base of
your penis, so she can't breathe. You leave it in her throat as she
chokes and gags until she passes out, struggling, which also feels
good, and finally dies, so the last thing she ever feels in that world
is your dick cutting off her airway.  You then dump the body in a lime
pit and sell the pictures of her and maybe of what you've been doing
to her."
	"I think I'm going to be sick.  You scare me.  You sound like you've
had considerable experience in this line of work."
	"Never.  The closest I ever did was sentence a woman to be raped, or
rather, almost raped, as punishment of a conviction for the equivalent
of a rape that she did, of someone else.  And it wasn't that bad for
her  You can read about it in the case reports if you're interested."
	"So, anyway, there's a point to the story about the child molester?"
	"Yeah.  You do this maybe 40, 50 times and you finally get caught.
You go to prison and you get the Jeffrey Dahmer treatment, and you're
lying crumpled up on the floor of a prison shower with a shiv up your
ass and your own blood coagulating on the floor.  I told you that
you'd like the ending.  The guy, you, gets what he deserves, a nice
messy death."
	"I don't think I like it much.  And wasn't Dahmer beaten to death?"
	"Doesn't matter. Dahmer was murdered in prison by another inmate, the
method is irrelevant.  That's what I mean when I say 'the Jeffrey
Dahmer treatment:' to be violently murdered in prison by some other
inmate who didn't like your crime.  Actually, I met Jeffrey Dahmer
shortly after he died.  Was such a mild mannered guy, you wouldn't
think he had it in him to do what he did.  In view of how many people
didn't like him, he decided to do a u-turn, to immediately go under
the knife and go back to earth to try again as a baby, but to prevent
the same thing from happening again he chose to get a Real Sex Change
and start over as a woman this time.
	"But anyway, while you don't like my story, you'll like this even
less.  If, before you, the multiple child molester, died, you learned
about Christ and confessed your sins to him, and accept him as your
savior, then you go to Heaven anyway despite all that you did to those
lovely little girls - like poor little Margaret - that you brutalized
to death.  If you didn't accept Christ, then ..."
	"Well deserved eternal damnation?"
	Supervisor 246 smiled.  "No.  Nothing!"
	"Huh?"
	"Remember, in this example we're saying there is no Hell to be
eternally damned to, so if you don't make it to Heaven you are
destroyed.  Or as they say in the computer business, expunged.  Since
you didn't get saved, you die, dead, your soul disintegrates and you
never know anything.  You don't get punished at all.  And the 50
little girls you raped, sodomized and horribly murdered, like poor
little Margaret, don't get into Heaven either - they just cease to
exist too - because they didn't know Christ.
	"Now let's put Hell and eternal damnation back on the table for a
moment.
	"I'll even grant you the premise that little kids get into Heaven if
they're below the age to understand right from wrong, which is
probably 6 or so.  Whoops!  Sorry, Maggie, you knew when you stole
those pieces of candy at the store the week before this incident
happened that it was wrong and you did it anyway.  When the kiddie
raper got you, that was just too bad.  You died, you were old enough
to know what you were doing, you failed to accept Christ as your
savior, you're going to Hell for eternity babe!  Watch our friend the
child molester and wave as he goes by as you pass him on his way to
Heaven.
	"It doesn't matter what age you assign that we let people in because
of innocence, sooner or later I'm going to get you with some sick
story about some poor unfortunate who is above the age limit, didn't
do much of anything wrong, got brutalized to death, did not know
Christ, and went to Hell forever and the guy - or girl, but it's
usually a guy - who brutalized her, did know Christ, and went to
Heaven forever."
	"So the idea of no Hell if you die and mere destruction is an
unsatisfactory solution too, while it gets rid of the problem of the
concept of unlimited pointless torture of burning in eternal
damnation, but now you don't have anything after people die to
threaten them with if they don't do right and act nice while on
earth.  If you are saved you get Heaven, you're bad you get
nonexistence.
	"Actually, if Existence was a game it wouldn't be too bad.  If you
win, you win big, if you lose, you'll never know.  Someone once said
that you had to have immortality in order to be able to have a reason
for morality.  If this Afterlife that people talk about so much wasn't
around, what reason is there to do anything nice and decent?  In that
case..."
	"Well, wait a minute, so you're saying that basically if you don't
have God then you can just choose to do anything you want?"
	"Yeah.  If you have no innate controls on your behavior, and no
punishment for doing wrong, then anything is permitted.  It's not an
old idea, I think it first came out with Dostoyevski, if not earlier."
	"But, uh, well, you could have the same thing if one did believe in
God."
	"What do you mean?"
	"Think about it for a moment.  Convince someone that some course of
action is specifically... What would be a word for being seriously
approved by an authority figure?"
	"Sanctioned?"
	"Thank you.  So let's say you convince someone that something you
want to do is approved and sanctioned by God.  If they believe that,
they can get away with anything because if God approves it, it is
okay.  If I want to use your nasty sex examples, it's like a guy who
knows he has a sexually transmitted disease, and he gets some woman to
let him have unprotected sex, he gets twice the fun, he not only gets
to infect her, but the reason she gets infected is because he came
inside her.
	"If someone believes what they're doing is part of God's plan,
anything is permitted too.  Some of the stories in the Bible make that
utterly clear, with the things God's chosen got to do to the losers in
some of those wars they had.  So I don't think you can say that if
someone doesn't have religion that they would go that way.  They can
still go that way even if they are a devoutly religious person.  All
those guys - and even some women - who commit suicide bombings provide
lots of proof of that. I remember when I was alive once hearing a news
story on BBC World Service where they interviewed a guy they caught
before he could blow himself up, and he said he did it for his God."
	"And the ones who do succeed usually get pissed off when they get
here and discover, because of the Language Section they wind up in,
that they don't get 72 virgins, they don't get any nookie at all.  You
know, Akers, I think I misjudged you a little.  You have done a lot of
thinking about it.  And I agree, if you convince people what they're
doing is sanctioned by God, they can get away with anything.  But
first, they've got to believe in God, which if they have any
intelligence they might realize there's no good reason to believe
other than it's because someone told them there is some sort of God.
I seem to think that religious faith tends to be inversely
proportional to intelligence levels; stupid people tend to be more
likely to believe and intelligent people are less likely.  As much as
I personally dislike the bad things religion has done, at least it's
usually been a means to control people and to some extent has kept a
lot of them from going off the deep end.
	"But if you don't have some sort of reason to be moral - and it's
pretty hard to argue for restraint when you've come to realize that no
matter what you do, the end of your life results in annihilation, that
is, nonexistence forever - then it stands to reason if you follow it
forward, in such a case, the only true reason to live your life is to
practice nihilism.
	"What you really should do in that case, is have all the fun you can
have, be even worse than our good buddy and well respected member of
Heaven, the man who raped Margaret to death, and be sure to kill
anyone that gets in your way, plus don't forget to steal, plunder and
pillage too, every crime you commit is free, no extra charge and don't
forget to kill a few cops the next time you rob a donut shop by the
way, we appreciate your business!
	"Now that I think about it, it would be pretty hard to distinguish
between a religious zealot doing that because they were convinced it
was approved by God as part of his plan and they're going to heaven
for their good works, or some nihilist who did it because there wasn't
any reason to be moral since they die dead and ain't never coming
back.  At least in the case of the religious guy, he's got some
comfort in believing in his future life in heaven.  The poor bastard
who figures there's nothing to die for has simply reached the logical
conclusion of having nothing to believe in.
	"So if there is nothing beyond life, it doesn't matter, whether
you're good or bad, once you die you still die dead and you never get
any extra punishment - in fact you get no punishment at all - for your
crimes.  Whether you're the holiest of holy people or the worst
scumbag on the face of the earth, nothing happens to you after you
die, you just cease to exist.
	"So the choice is up to you, either you have some form of Afterlife
for those who meet the criteria, which probably ain't that hard to do,
and if there is any punishment, really serious torture for eternity
for those who don't, or nothing at all and no punishment for the
wicked, and maybe no reward for the virtuous either.  You pays your
money and you takes your chances but you never know how the game will
end until it does.  And maybe you never find out after all."
	"Something about this - at least as far as the idea of torturing
people forever -  doesn't make any sense, or seem right."
	"None of it does.  If there was a God and you had to do something
about people who committed wrongdoing, it would make more sense to
excise out the bad in someone who made a mistake, get rid of whatever
was wrong in them, and then put the rest - who wasn't responsible for
what the bad part made them do - back into productive society.  Either
that, or, if they are really double-plus ungood, like our child
molester above and you can't fix them, find a use for them."
	"Find a use for child molesters?"
	"Yeah.  I'm actually working on a use for child molesters and
rapists, if it works I expect to have a whole lot of fun with a few of
them.  Maybe a lot of them if I'm right."
	"What, make them victims of what they did?"
	"No, worse."
	"I think maybe I don't want to know what's worse than being a victim
of a child molester, just from the sickening examples you gave, or
what kind of punishment you could do that's worse than what they did.
And if you can, I'm kind of worried.  Of you."
	"Oh it's not that bad.  Just give them what they want.  And lots of
it."
	"Giving a child molester lots of victims is punishment to the
molester?"
	"Yeah.  If I'm right we're going to have unbelievable gratification
at the expense of some of these scumbags.  Let me say I'm going to
really enjoy it when they get exactly what they want."
	"What, you plan to be the molester?"
	"No."
	"What then?"
	"I plan to be the victim, the one like our precious Maggie, who is
being raped.  I'm going to be the one who really gets to have fun.
See, I told you: I think backwards."
	"And you think that is going to be a lot of fun?"
	He smiled "Yeah.  Let's just say that those child raping bastards are
really going to be taken for a ride."

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