In the words of George Carlin, the more you live, the more you look around and the more you see that something is ****ed up here. If there is a god, he’s either incompetent (let’s face it, results like these don’t belong on any omnipotent beings resume) or, just maybe, doesn’t give a ****. So, instead of believeng in an incompetent father-figure who doesn’t give a ****, I decided to worship the sun.