I will be having company all this week so I won’t be writing anything. For today’s post I wrote a little one act play just because I got a little crazy over the weekend. See you in a week. No offense intended. Like I said, I just went a little insane for a while! Enjoy – or not! It’s all about freedom.
A Play in One Act
Characters:
God (should need no introduction)
John Doe (ardent conservative and anti-mask/anti-vaccine man who died from COVID)
Hazel Smith (elderly woman who caught COVID from John Doe)
Man in Black (and aide to God)
God: Welcome, please step forward and state your name and your age. Oh, and I’m sorry about the wait, we’ve been just slammed with new arrivals lately.
Mr. Doe tentatively shuffles forward
John: I’m – uh – my name is John Doe. I’m – uh – 51.
God: And why are you here? You seem like you’re fairly young and in reasonably good health.
John: I died of COVID 19.
God: Did you get a vaccine and were you careful around others? Did you routinely wear a mask when you were close to others?
John: Well, no, I didn’t get a vaccine and I didn’t wear a mask most of the time.
God: Why not?
John: I just didn’t like the fact that the vaccine was developed so fast and I really didn’t trust that it was safe. And masks were really a nuisance and I just wanted to exercise my freedom.
God: John, John, John!! Who do you think gave the brains to the scientists who developed the vaccine? That would be me! Are you aware that the vaccines have been injected into millions and millions of people and has been proven safe many times over? Where are you getting your information that it is unsafe?
John: Well, Tucker Carlson and Laura Ingraham are always talking about how the vaccine is bad. And my pastor has also said that you will protect me because I’m a good Christian.
God: John, do you have any idea how busy I am? You know it’s a really big universe and it really keeps me quite busy. That’s why I gave you humans a brain and the ability to develop tools to help take care of yourselves. Why do you think you don’t need to use the tools I gave you?
If I taught you to be a builder and gave you all the tools you needed, would you still expect me to build your house for you? Of course not. I don’t have time to build everyone’s house – I have a universe to run. So, I give you the tools and expect you and others to build your own houses. If you choose not to do that, that is not my problem.
John: But what about my freedom?
God: You certainly have your freedom. You can choose to use the tools and education I gave you and build your house and solve the problems for you and your family or you can choose not to build your house and allow yourself and your family to live outside in the elements and take the consequences of that decision. You are perfectly free to make that choice.
John: But, but, I’m a good Christian. I believe in you. I go to church.
God: Do you think that part of being a good Christian is reaching out and helping your neighbor? If you needed help building your house, you could probably count on your family and friends to help you. And, if one of your neighbors needed help building their house, the Christian thing to do would be to help them. Don’t you agree?
John: Well, sure. But getting a vaccine or wearing a mask is different than building a house.
God: How is that? I give you tools and knowledge to build a house and I give you tools and knowledge to combat a virus. I fail to see the difference. Your neighbors are asking for your help and you are refusing – and your neighbors are dying.
By the way, I’d like you to meet someone.
And elderly woman walks in.
This is Hazel Smith. She is 78 years old. Even though she was vaccinated, she caught the COVID virus from you when you went to the grocery store even though you didn’t feel well. She arrived here last week. Anything you’d like to say to Hazel? You had a chance to help Hazel and you refused.
John: I, uh, uh, I’m sorry. I had no idea.
Hazel looks at him sadly and shuffles out of the room.
God: What do you mean you had no idea? It’s no secret how contagious this virus is. I mean, I could use a little help here. Like I said before, I’m pretty busy. I’ve got two black holes that are in a big power struggle on the other side of the universe, I have thousands of stars exploding all over the place, and other weird life forms sprouting up on at least a thousand different planets.
John: Well, I – uh, uh
God: John, you say you believe in me. I’m flattered and appreciate that but it’s a two-way street. I’d like to believe in you as well but how can I when I give you the tools to solve a problem and you refuse to give me any help at all. Doesn’t that seem a bit selfish to you? There are places in the world that do not have access to cheap plentiful vaccines and here you are just tossing away an opportunity that millions would die for (and are!)
John: I, uh, suppose so, I guess.
God: Well, you exercised your freedom and you’re going to have a lot of time to think about all of these issues now. Pick up one of those bags on the table on your way out of door number 2.
John slowly walks towards the table, picks up a bag and looks inside. He sees a box of graham crackers, a bar of chocolate and a bag of marshmallows.
He turns around with a quizzical look on his face and looks back at God who is already engaging the next person in line. He turns back towards the door and a man dressed in black hands him a long skewer as he opens the door to reveal a fiery pit down in the abyss.
Man in Black: Enjoy the smores!
He pushes John into the abyss.