I like the lines that went with the above Calvin cartoon. 'I cannot get any customers. I don't understand why, I know so many people who desperately want what I am selling.'
if he's the God of Epsilons, it's just too likely that he won't. They'll just all hang around some astral gateway waiting for someone to take them in, Which means they'll either wait for me, or I'll get there only to be greeted by hordes of angry celestials demanding I get the strays off their lawns...
Pogrom, the way forwards
I like the lines that went with the above Calvin cartoon. 'I cannot get any customers. I don't understand why, I know so many people who desperately want what I am selling.'
God will know his own...