Oh, well. I guess Nietzsche was right: God is dead. And covered in tartar sauce. Mmmm...tartar sauce.
New Square, N.Y.--Religion always smells a little fishy to those of us who've become accustomed to life here in reality, and a Jewish sect in New York has finally figured out why: God is just a fish. A carp, actually. Or at least He was, until Luis Nivelo chopped Him up and sold Him at a market in New York. I wonder how much He went for?