Have you head the Story of the Arc for the Ninties....
And the Lord spoke to Noah and said: "In six months I'm going to make
it rain until the whole earth is covered with water and all the evil
people are destroyed. But I want to save a few good people, and two of
every kind of living thing on the planet. I am ordering you to build
Me an Ark," said the Lord.
And in a flash of lightning He delivered the specifications for an
Ark.
"OK," said Noah, trembling in fear and fumbling with the blueprints.
"Six months, and it starts to rain" thundered the Lord. "You'd better
have my Ark completed, or learn how to swim for a very long time."
And six months passed.
The skies began to cloud up and rain began to fall. The Lord saw that
Noah was sitting in his front yard, weeping.
And there was no Ark.
"Noah," shouted the Lord, "where is my Ark?" A lightning bolt crashed
into the ground next to Noah, for emphasis.
"Lord, please forgive me," begged Noah. "I did my best. But there were
big problems. First I had to get a building permit for the Ark
construction project, and your plans didn't meet Code. So I had to
hire an engineer to redraw the plans. Then I got into a big fight over
whether or not the Ark needed a fire sprinkler system. My neighbors
objected claiming I was violating zoning by building the Ark in my
front yard, so I had to get a variance from the city planning commission.
"Then I had a big problem getting enough wood for the Ark because
there was a ban on cutting trees to save the Spotted Owl.
Then the carpenters formed a union and went out on strike. I had to
negotiate a settlement with the National Labor Relations Board before
anyone would pick up a saw or a hammer.
Now we got 16 carpenters going on the boat, and still no owls.
"Then I started gathering up the animals, and got sued by an animal
rights group. They objected to me taking only two of each kind. Just
when I got the suit dismissed, EPA notified me that I couldn't
complete the Ark without filing an environmental impact statement on
your proposed Flood.
Then the Army Corps of Engineers wanted a map of the proposed new
flood plain. I sent them a globe.
And the IRS (The tax authorities) has seized all my assets claiming
I'm trying to avoid paying taxes by leaving the country, and I just
got a notice from the state about owing some
kind of use tax.
"I really don't think I can finish your Ark for at least another five
years," Noah wailed.
The sky began to clear. The sun began to shine. A rainbow arched
across the sky. Noah looked up and smiled. "You mean you're not going
to destroy the earth?" Noah asked, hopefully.
"Wrong!" thundered the Lord. "But being Lord of the Universe has its
advantages. I fully intend to smite the Earth,
but with something far worse than a Flood. Something Man invented
himself."
"What's that?" asked Noah.
There was a long pause, and then the Lord spoke:
"Government."
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