Brock at sfist jokes that the San Bruno fire must be “baby Jesus totally punishing us for legalizing queer marriage.”
I’ve been thinking about this whole punishment thing. Isn’t it interesting that, while sodomous, sinful San Francisco was partying over same-sex nuptials, the nice, Christian midwest was getting a flood of Biblical proportions?
Of course, it could just be human-made climate change.
But it brings back that old ditty written by poet Charles Kellogg Field after the 1906 earthquake and fire:
‘If, as they say, God spanked the town
For being over frisky,
Why did He burn the churches down
And save Hotaling’s whiskey?'”