Day Twenty-Three. Out with the Old...

So this is the end of the Old Testament.  Through the last of the prophets.  Realising that an atheists bible would be so much shorter, as atheism is a non-prophet organisation...

So I went through Jonah.  He was regurgitated on the shores near to Nineveh, where he went and proclaimed the Lord's message.  The Ninevans (Ninevehans?) immediately agreed to dress in sackcloth, sit on ashes and repent from their wicked ways.

It was a pretty prompt result, but if you're presented with a man standing there, dripping in whale puke, you'll agree to pretty much anything he says, as long as the scary man goes and stands downwind...

Tomorrow it's the New Testament, The Gospel according to Mark, and, alas, more begatting.