Really, I didn’t make this one up

A couple weeks ago, I posted a few not-so-serious thoughts on the lead tablet “find” from the Holy Land (which seems to have dropped off the radar again). Sad thing is, truth is stranger than fiction. A colleague sent over a link to a notice of a new book (great review linked on that page, BTW). Here is a description:

The Final Testament of the Holy Bible, a new book by James Frey, rethinks the final testament of the Good Book by–graphically–depicting Jesus Christ as a homosexual drug addict. The book is set to be published on Good Friday in the UK.

There are the pieces — connect the dots in a ridiculous way, release it on Good Friday, make a buck. No platypus, though. Apparently this guy is a self-confessed fraud (well, confessed after Oprah, of all people, called him out on national TV). This isn’t worth anyone’s time, I don’t know if I should bother even wasting your time and mine writing this. The only “lesson” to be learned in all this is that people will do all kinds of things with Jesus, even crassly blasphemous (let alone stupid and, apparently, boring) things for their own benefit. Just because someone wrote a book, gets mentioned on the news, or has a new angle on Jesus doesn’t mean he is worth paying any attention to.

Easter is coming up. We’ve got better things to talk about.