The Lord spoke to Noah again, in the year 2004. This time,
Noah was living in the United States of America. And the Lord said, "Once
again the earth has become wicked and overpopulated, and I see the end of all
flesh before me. Build another Ark and save 2 of every living thing along with
a few good humans. You have 6 months to build the Ark before I will start the
unending rain for 40 days and 40 nights."
And six months later when the Lord looked down and saw Noah
weeping in his compound, but with no Ark in sight, the Lord roared, "Noah,
I'm about to start the rains! Where is the Ark?" And Noah begged, "Forgive
me, Lord. But things have changed. I needed a building permit. I've been
arguing with the inspector about the need for a sprinkler system. My neighbours
claim that I've violated the neighbourhood zoning laws by building the Ark in
my compound and exceeding the height limitations. We had to go to the
Development Appeal Board for a decision. Then the Department of Transportation
demanded a bond be posted for the future costs of moving power lines and other
overhead obstructions, to clear the passage for the Ark's move to the sea. I
told them that the sea would be coming to us, but they would hear nothing of
it.”
Noah continued, "Getting the wood was another problem.
There's a ban on cutting local trees in order to save the spotted owl. I tried
to convince the environmentalists that I needed the wood to save the owls too.
But they won’t have any of that. When I started gathering the animals, I got
sued by an animal rights group. They insisted that I was confining wild animals
against their will. They argued the accommodation was too restrictive, and it
was cruel and inhumane to put so many animals in a confined space. I am
required to apply for 834 different licenses to keep wild beasts on private
property. Then the EPA ruled that I couldn't build the Ark until they'd
conducted an environmental impact study on Your proposed flood. Further, the
pitch to water-proof the ark has been banned by the EPA as inimical to the
environment. I'm still trying to resolve a complaint with the Human Rights
Commission on how many minorities I'm supposed to hire for my building crew. Immigration
and Naturalization is checking the green-card status of most of the people who
want to work. The scaffolding to build the superstructure is not OSHA-approved.
The trades unions say I can't use my sons. They insist I have to hire only
Union workers with Ark-building experience. To make matters worse, the IRS
seized all my assets, claiming I'm trying to leave the country illegally with
endangered species.”
And in conclusion, Noah pleaded, “So, forgive me Lord, for
it will take at least 100 years for me to finish this Ark." Suddenly the
skies cleared, the sun began to shine, and a rainbow stretched across the sky.
Noah looked up in wonder and asked, "You mean You're not going to destroy
the world again?" And the Lord said, “No, the government beat me to
it."
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