The title is from Milton’s Paradise Lost, and it asks one of the questions that Christianity, along with all the other creationist religions can never properly answer. GOD, why the fuck did you create us? … Wait, I hear something. What? So that there’s someone to witness how glorious you are? What kind of a sick fuck are you? I think the incestuous, megalomaniac greek gods and goddesses were much better than you, ASSHOLE. You, and only you, are responsible for all the suffering we have to go through. You, and only you, are responsible for all those wars, child molestations, mass murders, serial killers, Hitler, Mahinda Rajapakse et cetera. But of course I know, you don’t exist, hah hah ha, at least not in the way the Bible (the holy book of fabrications and exaggerations) describes you… So at whom should I be mad at? Christians. Yes christians and buddhists and jews and hindus and mormons and all you fucks who believe in religion. Don’t you see you dumb nuts that what religions attempt to do is absolutely impossible? That they are trying to answer questions that are quite obviously unanswerable? Nuts… P.S. Religious people. Don’t take this personally. I do this everytime I realise I’m a much better person than god. Fuck you guys.