good god

how cool would it be if Ariel Sharon dies on the operating table for a few minutes, has a brief chat to the Flying Spaghetti Monster before he un-flatlines, and returns to the corporeus and implements the Divine Wish of peace on earth.

much nicer than the lightenin'-bolt wieldin', hurricane causin', mine-collapsin', Alito-luvvin' God that i hear about all the time.

Lo, a Good God.