And as you suggested in a previous response somewhere, that truth brings up serious ethical questions about a God who created all this and us. It doesn’t, really, though.

Did I? Honestly, I don’t remember, because I agree with you that truth does not bring up those questions. Quite to the contrary — it clears up all ethical concerns and makes them pretty commonsense. I suppose, my English skills failed me again —sometimes, I use idioms and terms that turn out to mean something different than what I had in mind. That, or maybe I had my usual fit of being fed up with the virus, or people who stubbornly refuse to stop spreading the infection. Patience is not my strength, and although I get the predicament very well, I always end up with something screaming in me, “For Christ sake, they reached full age long ago — if I can see, anyone can.”

Btw, as I already said in the comment, I totally enjoyed your Pynchon Game piece. I didn’t want to spoil the moment by being nit-picky, so I left a small remark I had on my tongue for here — there is, was, and always will be but one player to the game, and the game and the player are one and the same. Or better said, the players and the game, as you describe it, are just another game of one player who is one with players playing the Pynchon game and the Pynchon game itself. But as you say, words mean nothing, one has to know (the unknowable :D).