Science Fiction: Welcome to my Worlds

their own ends or line their own pockets?” Only a few scattered hands were raised hesitantly. “I know you’ve seen them. You might as well be honest… God is watching too.” Over half the hands were now raised. He had already made sure that four such insults to God were discredited and others were in the works. “You see this every day… and you do nothing.”

“How many of you watch the news and see those of other beliefs—particularly Muslims—spit on Christianity and call for what they refer to as a Holy War?” Nearly every hand was in the air. “How many of you realize these people are not acquainted with God—and have no conception of the real God—but merely follow the lunatic ravings of some who pretend to be Holy Men?”

Again a sea of hands. As he spoke, a contingent of his elite commandos was en route to take out the worst of the Muslim spiritual leaders. By tomorrow it would hit the news. “You see this nearly every night on the news… and you do nothing.”

A murmur of surprised agreement rippled through the huge cathedral. “How many of you have called a Psychic Hotline or consulted one in person or through your home computer recently?” Without thinking, over half the congregation raised their hands. Ron made no effort to hide his disgust. “These are false prophets. Many are