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"I know that my redeemer liveth," cries Job, festering. But he had a Krew - 3 good beer buddies named Eliphaz the Temanite, Bildad the Shuhite, and Zophar the Naamathite. When they hear of Job's calamities they come to visit him and squat on his floor for 7 straight days without speaking. Under Jewish Halakha or common law when you visit a friend who is mourning you may not speak until the bereaved speaks. So Job should have kept his mouth shut because no sooner had he opened it to curse the day he was born, the night he was conceived, and generally prepare to "rouse Leviathan," the deep creature of chaos so that he could swallow the sun. Whoa! Says his Krew - back off the cursing! They tell Job that any swinging dick so ravaged by god's punishment must have done some powerful sins. Fess up, they tell him. God, they expain, is always a rewarder of good and a punisher of evil. All of suffering, the Krew believes, is a matter of divine retribution. Their assumption is the same made by nearly all true believers - god is pure Justice and Justice can only be formed in Consciousness. Ergo - god must not only be conscious, he must be pure consciousness itself. Afterall, Yahweh is Omni-Omni - he told us these things himself. Job, picking his scabs, says "fuck you, you drunk sons of harlots & monkeys." He has not sinned, he claims, and therefore god can have no reason for torturing him. But still ... he refuses to curse god, or god's name.



"I know that my redeemer liveth," cries Job, festering. But he had a Krew - 3 good beer buddies named Eliphaz the Temanite, Bildad the Shuhite, and Zophar the Naamathite. When they hear of Job's calamities they come to visit him and squat on his floor for 7 straight days without speaking. Under Jewish Halakha or common law when you visit a friend who is mourning you may not speak until the bereaved speaks. So Job should have kept his mouth shut because no sooner had he opened it to curse the day he was born, the night he was conceived, and generally prepare to "rouse Leviathan," the deep creature of chaos so that he could swallow the sun. Whoa! Says his Krew - back off the cursing! They tell Job that any swinging dick so ravaged by god's punishment must have done some powerful sins. Fess up, they tell him. God, they expain, is always a rewarder of good and a punisher of evil. All of suffering, the Krew believes, is a matter of divine retribution. Their assumption is the same made by nearly all true believers - god is pure Justice and Justice can only be formed in Consciousness. Ergo - god must not only be conscious, he must be pure consciousness itself. Afterall, Yahweh is Omni-Omni - he told us these things himself. Job, picking his scabs, says "fuck you, you drunk sons of harlots & monkeys." He has not sinned, he claims, and therefore god can have no reason for torturing him. But still ... he refuses to curse god, or god's name.
		"May it please God to crush me, to give his hand free play and do away with me . . . Vermin cover my flesh, and loathsome scabs; my skin is cracked and oozes pus."
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