Yeah.. well, what good is power if one uses it..
this is about the third time I've been in a position to either ruin somebody, or start some kind of cult..
who says power corrupts.. heh.
The first time.. I was hitch-hiking from Athens to Bluefield West Virginia. Circa 1974. About twelve miles or so, if I remember correctly..
A church bus passed me as I began my journey, and ignored my request for a ride..
right after the church bus passed, I got a ride.. five blocks up, the bus stopped for gas. We passed the bus, the driver unaware of my passage..
the car let me off a half mile down the road. So the bus passed again, twice ignoring my hand signal for a ride..
right after I got yet another ride. This one went about a mile and a half. The church bus had stopped to drop off something or another at a church.. and was unaware of my passage yet again.
this happened two more times.. and the fifth time.. the guy stopped the van.. with ashen face.. and asked me if I was an angel, or Jesus..
I could have told him ANYTHING.. and he would have believed it..
"naw.. I'm just as "ordinary" as anybody else.."