If God Were a Mayor, He’d Be in Jail
Imagine, if you will, a man who is founder and mayor of a town. When he established it, it was just him and his gardener in a sweet central park. The Mayor didn’t want his gardener to be sexually frustrated, so he offered him his choice of the animal population. When it turned out his gardener wasn’t into bestiality, the mayor cloned a nice young lady for him, and they were living pretty happily at first.
But the Mayor is one of those guys who constantly needs people to suck up to him and prove their loyalty, so he’s put a tree in the middle of the park and told his two employees not to touch it. Then he’s let a known troublemaker have the run of the park – a dude the Mayor knows has a penchant for talking people into breaking the rules. He’s set this dude loose around people he’s deliberately kept ignorant and innocent, so that they have no way of understanding what Troublemaker Dude’s up to when he urges them to eat some of that delicious fruit from the forbidden tree.*