The Court of the Holy Profits

                                                                                                       copyright © 1999 by Robert L. Blau

    "The Court of the Holy Profits is now in session.  The witness will please state his name and occupation."
    "Jehovah, Creator and Sustainer of the Universe.  Among other things."
    The attorney eyed his witness thoughtfully.  "Now, Mr. Jehovah," he began, "you are being sued by the Pork Purveyors of Judea under the Food Protection Act.  What do you have to say for yourself?"
    "Food Protection Act?  Does it protect food from contamination?" queried the witness.
    "No," said the attorney.
    "Does it protect food from being overpriced?"
    "No," said the attorney.
    "Then just what does it protect food from?"
    "It protects food from being insulted."  The attorney paused for dramatic effect before wheeling to face the witness.  "By people like you!"
    "Insulted?  Food?  Do we live in the same universe?"
    "Yes!  Insulted!  Any malicious slight to a food product may have a devastating impact on the profits of the fine people who bought and paid for this law!  Mr. Jehovah, do you deny defaming pork?"
    "Are you referring to the prohibition of pork in the Bible?"
    "So, you admit it?"
    "Of course.  The pig is an unclean animal.  It carries trichinosis.  The prohibition is very clear."
    "And are you an expert in dietary matters?" asked the attorney.
    "Of course.  I'm an expert on everything."
    "So, do you have a medical degree?  Perhaps a doctoral degree in nutrition, microbiology, or some other relevant discipline?"
    "No."
    "Not an expert!" said the attorney.  He turned pointedly toward the judge.
    "Mr. Jehovah," said the judge.  "You are not presenting a very convincing case.  The law clearly states that any criticism of a commercial food product must be scientifically proven beyond doubt."
    "Poppycock," said Mr. Jehovah.  "I invented science."
    "But you have no expert witnesses," continued the judge.  "The Pork people have paid dozens of experts to testify on their behalf.  I'm afraid I must rule in favor of the Pork Purveyors of Judea.  You are hereby enjoined from further defaming pork.  You may not perpetrate your slanders among Christians.  I guess you can have the Jews."
    "How about Muslims?"
    "You can have the Muslims if you agree to do business under ninety-nine different names," the judge snickered.  "Hah!  You'll never be able to do that!  For reparations, you will be required to allow greedy scoundrels to prosper."

    Just then, there was a hubbub in the back of the court.  "Wait!  Wait!  I demand to be heard!"
    The judge rapped his gavel for order.  "And who might you be?" he asked.
    "I am a consumer," replied the intruder.  "These pork sellers poisoned my children!  I demand justice!"
    "Can you afford it?" asked the judge.  "The Legislature of the Holy Profits has passed Tort Reform.  Haven't you heard of Tort Reform?"
    "No," replied the consumer.  "What does that mean?"
    "It means," said the judge, "that you don't get to sue the Pork Purveyors of Judea for poisoning your children, but they get to sue you for making jokes about their products.  Now, that's what I call justice!  I hope you can support the charges you just made."
    "If you can't," added the attorney, "we'll take everything you have.  If you can, maybe we won't take anything, but I hope you can afford a lawyer!"