Chillin’ With The Man In Afghanistan (Part One)
So the scenario goes like this: being the outstanding desk jockey that I am here in Afghanistan, someone higher up my food chain clearly decided I had more than enough time on my hands and detailed me to be an Escort Officer for an incoming VIP. The VIP happened to be Jesus. Yes, the Jesus. This is normally done for high-level government types, Congressmen, and famous entertainers, and Kardashians. Being a military operation, and since Jesus was slightly less popular than Kim Kardashian, he needed an escort around the war zone, since rules are rules, and I was the stuck-ee.
Like a good officer, I went to the airfield to meet Jesus. After watching the aircraft empty with no halos or robes in sight, I turned to walk to the scheduling desk and ran into, of course, Jesus. Our conversation started immediately:
- Rants: “Jesus! I mean… holy shit, Jesus?“
- Jesus: “Yes, my child, I am Jesus.”
- Rants: “I can kinda tell… you have that whole… messianic thing going on, sorta. Sir.”
- Jesus: “And you are surprised?”
- Rants: “Hell no… I mean, Chris… goddamn it.”
- Jesus: [smiles] “Relax. You’re forgiven. That was a lower-case ‘g’.”
- Rants: “Okay. Coming from you I guess that settles it.”
- Jesus: “Yes, but just for that slip right there. Not for the rest.”
- Rants: “Oh… ok, Sir, I have quarters arranged for you, and this is your itinerary. You should know that this is probably not the best place to visit right now, given the whole Muslim thing going on here and all. We have a … robust … security detail for you.”
- Jesus: [rolls eyes] “Rants, okay, cut the ‘Sir’ crap, and I don’t think I’ll need security.”
- Rants: “But you have to have it. It’s mandatory. You could get blown…”
- Jesus: [eyebrow]
- Rants: “Roger that, Sir… sorry,” [makes a note] “Do you want to go to your quarters now, or are you hungry?”
- Jesus: “What do you think is best right now?”
- Rants: [gauging personal hunger] “Let’s eat.”
We hiked to the dining facility, where Jesus parted the crowd and loaded up on the slop they serve, me in trail. Jesus healed a Dutch guy suffering from being Dutch while he was waiting for his vegetable serving. More small talk ensued while being served and getting our sodas, and once seated, we could actually talk more casually even though surrounded by about 800 Coalition Soldiers…
- Jesus: “You have questions.”
- Rants: “I guess you’d know that. Okay, so straight up here, what the f… what is up with Christmas?”
- Jesus: [laughing deeply] “I’ve been wondering that myself for over two millenia now. I suppose it was all in the spirit of protecting the celebration. Though I have to truly wonder about the focus of it all now. It seems a bit … off of me.”
- Rants: “You don’t seem very pissed off.”
- Jesus: “Anger management class. After the whole temple episode, you know.”
- Rants: “Word!”
- Jesus: “Yes, it is.”
- Rants: “Okay, so what’s your take on Easter and all?”
- Jesus: [inhales]…
Stay tuned for more excerpts of “Chillin’ With The Man” here on this site!
March 10, 2013 at 10:44
After that conversation, I get the feeling you should keep Jesus away from the brass, or he’ll end up adding to one of those plans that looks great on paper, but has no relation to real life…
March 10, 2013 at 10:45
And I can’t believe you curbed the language!
He’s supposed to know what’s in your heart.
Or is that Santa?
March 10, 2013 at 12:03
His dad does, I think. Depends on what church you go to. No idea about Santa… he probably has spy equipment.
March 10, 2013 at 12:55
Santa DOES have spy equipment..(magical snow-globes and delightful spirit channelers)….
March 10, 2013 at 18:54
And bugs, RF trackers, high-powered scopes, and video equipment.
March 10, 2013 at 12:01
In the military, that would make Jesus one of the brass…
March 10, 2013 at 12:51
Wow, you and Jesus! I’m sure you’ll take good care of him. Hey, would you do me a favor and tell him I’m really sorry about that time when I was little and playing with matches and accidentally caught the church on fire…and then profusely lied about it…I was really sorry and worried about it for a long time.
March 10, 2013 at 18:54
He didn’t bring it up, but I can work that.
March 10, 2013 at 17:55
Dude, that rocks. What an honor. I know it’s tough, but watch the language. You’re dealing with, THE MAN, you know. He could make things tough for you. Would you ask if he’s a Bears fan? And maybe you could ask what’s up with Cubs? What did they do, fer chrissakes…I mean…you know.
March 10, 2013 at 18:55
I can ask. I think he’s not though, especially the Cubs. Definitely not a Raiders fan…
March 10, 2013 at 19:02
No, not a Raiders fan. Though now that Al Davis is almost certainly in Hell, he might cut them a break.
March 10, 2013 at 19:06
I know, right? I’m waiting.
March 10, 2013 at 18:22
I personally find it hard to imagine the Messiah would visit you and not me. 😉 Of course, we BOTH know the very LAST person he’d visit would be Erickson.
March 10, 2013 at 18:56
Yes, because they’ve already met.
March 11, 2013 at 00:48
Is Erickson the Devil then? Is that what you’re telling me?
March 11, 2013 at 00:50
No. Erickson was the Sergeant at Arms for the Last Supper.
March 11, 2013 at 08:04
You mean Judas? 😉
March 11, 2013 at 08:11
No, dude. He’s not evil, just older than dirt.
March 11, 2013 at 23:20
I don’t think we have a way of dating Erickson at this point. He’s older than the Earth.
March 12, 2013 at 00:03
It’s okay. Carbon-14 decays at a fixed rate. We can do it.
March 12, 2013 at 12:25
It can be my doctoral thesis.
March 12, 2013 at 21:10
You could also take a core sample and count the rings.
March 14, 2013 at 10:24
That sounds disturbingly perverted.
March 14, 2013 at 12:39
Of course.
March 14, 2013 at 15:25
I expect nothing else from the likes of you.
March 14, 2013 at 22:11
Win!
March 15, 2013 at 21:43
You need to Tweet/email/blog me more.
March 15, 2013 at 21:50
The Army keeps interfering with all that.
March 15, 2013 at 21:52
I’m more important. 😉 I understand haha.
March 16, 2013 at 00:28
Right. Tell that to the tall guy with the semi-pointy-out ears. Goes by ‘POTUS.’ He’ll want to give you a hand-out too.
March 16, 2013 at 02:42
Oh god you are evil. You’re an ass haha.
March 16, 2013 at 04:37
Yes I am.
March 17, 2013 at 14:07
So am I. Welcome to the League of Asses.
March 17, 2013 at 14:36
Welcome to the Rants Army.
March 17, 2013 at 14:41
I signed up two years ago. 😉
March 17, 2013 at 21:23
Roger!
March 17, 2013 at 23:09
Where’s my promotion and pay raise, goddammit?
March 17, 2013 at 23:54
Sequestration is a bitch. Kick a Democrat.
March 18, 2013 at 11:15
I’m a Democrat. I’d rather kick Erickson for being old.
March 18, 2013 at 12:32
You’re young. There’s still time to correct you.
March 18, 2013 at 18:02
Oh bring it on baldie. 😉
March 18, 2013 at 19:24
I won’t have to. It will just happen.
March 19, 2013 at 11:42
You do realize who you said that to. And that I used to be a lot more conservative.
March 19, 2013 at 12:02
There’s always hope.
March 20, 2013 at 20:55
Hope you will become more liberal? Yes, there is hope for that. 😉
March 20, 2013 at 21:31
Not likely. I’m drifting inexorably from conservative to libertarian.
March 20, 2013 at 23:30
Better than vice versa bro.
March 21, 2013 at 00:03
Perhaps – I see ‘libertarian’ more as someone who looks at Democrats and Republicans both and says, “Fuck all y’all.”
March 21, 2013 at 00:12
Better than subscribing to the Sarah Palin/Rush Limbaugh/Glenn Beck paranoia bullshit.
March 21, 2013 at 01:50
That’s all profit-driven.
March 21, 2013 at 14:24
They’re all loons.
March 21, 2013 at 18:42
Yep.
March 21, 2013 at 21:36
So are we.
March 21, 2013 at 21:41
Right. Can you shift to another post?
March 22, 2013 at 15:07
Fine! I see how it is.
March 22, 2013 at 19:28
Sweet.
March 13, 2013 at 21:54
But the key question is, can Elite really count that high? 😉
March 14, 2013 at 02:35
Probably. He’s pretty bright for a larval human.
March 14, 2013 at 17:46
Oh, he’s much smarter than that, even. His IQ could provide 10 points to every native Ohioan in Coshocton County, and the boy would STILL have enough mental horsepower to out-think Congress. (Which ain’t much, I realise.)
March 14, 2013 at 22:12
Out-thinking Congress is no benchmark. Amoebas do better than Congress.
March 11, 2013 at 14:12
Sounds like a pretty chill guy! And I’m with Guapo, it’s just hard to imagine you not cussing. 😉
March 11, 2013 at 18:57
I can actually do that, you know.
March 12, 2013 at 09:19
Not that I doubted you, but it’s just such a part of the experience when I read your posts.
March 12, 2013 at 09:53
I know 😉
March 12, 2013 at 17:10
I’m two days late (as usual) ’cause I didn’t expect you back in the saddle so soon. There’s a cure for being Dutch??!
March 12, 2013 at 21:11
I don’t think so, but if anyone could do that, one would assume Jesus could miracle that shit into being.
March 13, 2013 at 21:58
I’m sorry, but i find it a bit hard to believe Jesus would be in Afghanistan, what with it being one of the most God-forsaken places on earth. Then again, maybe He just had to get out of the house, what with Dad no doubt screaming at Congress to just get the effin’ budget passed!
Oh, and good luck with the carbon-dating thing. Last time they tried, my carbon-14 had all decayed. Ya just can’t trust a radioactive carbon isotope these days. 😉
March 14, 2013 at 02:35
Ah, so you ARE that old.
March 14, 2013 at 17:44
No, I didn’t say I was THAT old. I said I was OLDER. Oh, and counting the rings won’t work, either. They’re so close together, you’d need an electron microscope to see the spacing….
March 14, 2013 at 22:11
I can arrange that.
March 14, 2013 at 17:56
It is quite a post!I couldn’t stop laughing through the dialogue between you and Jesus.
March 14, 2013 at 22:13
It was tough transliterating it from the tape because of the background noise.
March 24, 2013 at 15:05
Ask him if he’d come to my friend’s daughter’s wedding. We know lots of wine drinkers and I think he’s anxious about the liquor bill.
March 24, 2013 at 19:16
I’ll see what I can do.
March 25, 2013 at 21:29
Thanks, and if it’s not too much trouble, tell him we like Stag’s Leap Napa Cabernet 2009.
March 25, 2013 at 23:04
Hmmm…