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You Don't Have to Be Evil to Work Here, But It Helps

Book 1 scratched off the reading list.

You Don't Have to Be Evil to Work Here But it Helps is something I took to Oxford with me for light reading after a day of Bible teaching, apologetics and chatting with new acquaintances.

It is light, but the plot is fairly convoluted. The hero, Colin, fears that his father has sold his soul to the Devil to save his company. Colin goes to a firm of magicians for help only to discover that due to problems with true love and reincarnation he is suffering from all the symptoms of being in love with someone he actually cares nothing for. The author has attempted to design a world where all views of the after life can reside. Souls reincarnate until they are either bad enough for Hell or good enough for Heaven. Not that Heaven is anywhere you'd want to go anyway. But there is a Bank where you can make deposits for the care of your ancestors in the after life.

Sound confusing? To demonstrate:
Benny smiled. 'An apple from the Tree of Life,' he said. 'Now there's an intriguing concept to play with. I'm guessing here, but would that be the tree in the Bible, the one that gives you knowledge of good and evil? Or am I getting muddled up?'
Sorry Benny. You're muddled. Clever, but muddled.

3/5 - I enjoyed it. 0/5 - Likelihood I'd read it again. 5/5 = Likelihood you can live without it.
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  1. MomThursday, July 15, 2010

    aren't you glad I taught you how to read?
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    actually you taught yourself by listening to your brother read at home

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