After an Xmas dinner of hot dogs and California dip, with thankfully no presents to open, having alienated the world with my deliberate Scrooginess, I recalled two blasphemous sayings popular among my fellow collegians. The first was typically led by someone who, in the role of the officiant, would begin by intoning "fuck the Father, fuck the Son," at which point the drunken congregation was to respond loudly with "and especially fuck the Virgin Mary." The second was the very simple and direct "fuck God." Be it noted that I have capitalized all of these to make clear the Christian nature of the blasphemous intent. Being a friendly and jovial fellow, I tended to join in with these displays of youthful exuberance and cheeky rebellion, but I have to say they always made me just a wee bit nervous. Having been raised a Lutheran, I think there will always be a few neurons which still Believe and which will always, in those quiet still moments in the dark, fear the wrath of that Christian God. What about all of you who have found yourself on a less than beaten religious path, especially those on a journey that draws you toward the secular? Are there limits to your blasphemy? And are the limits different for your 'own' religion, for the religions of others, for the religions of those far away and long dead? Can you more easily laugh at the exploits of a god whose worshippers died thousands of years ago and whose cities are now dust than than you can at those gods whose influences we deal with every day in war and politics and fervor and passion?