About to shut it down, he had one category on his list that didn't have a line through it. Jesus never got tired he thought, got upset a lot though, about to switch off then stopping. He didn't need reminding about it, gambling. He’d gambled his life on God, there being a God, God that was never seen, a God that had no PR, many spurious religions professing knowledge of him though, yet no one knowing him, or her, even behaving like God, dignity respect self worth education fornication pleasure even consideration, it was a gamble all right, the notion of God. Harry discussed this topic of global interest and anarchy daily, the basis of God, and how fundamental the people of the entire world truly are, and the simplicity of money, keeping it simple, money. At least it cut out the notion of there being a God. lack of money plenty to worry about, why think of God of all people. So many empires had been built on this very notion, of there being No God, and every one of these same empires were now extinct. Even harry had questions he wanted to ask, matters that stood out in his mind. For now though he was seeking exposure to the craze of TV gambling, poker, poker schools, celebrity poker, million dollar pots, another push against humanity, and the embrace of selfishness in such a public manner. Even retired TV stars were being resurrected to sell it, the advent of online poker. Nude poker, hadn't seen it yet but it was close. Strip poker, he’d played it as a kid, but menace wasn't sex, the menace being excitement and thrill. On TV, they were hoping to execute the self destruction of the human race and all things good. Chips were not dollars, pots were thousands, the players, probably actors. But it seemed so exciting when the two voice over commentators try to decipher the mental state of the contestants, imagining the worries of the viewer, as if what they were watching was real, not the blatant attempt by a group of greedy dot coms, doing whatever it took to entice the young and naïve to their web address of destruction, a system for the basic removal of cash from your bank account using your emotions, wonderful really, so kind minded of them, children, there’ll always be plenty left over, children, you too could be famous. Harry wasn't blond or naive, but for some reason he felt protected, by God of course. It had worked so far for him. He’d remained sane so far against the constant attack on the human being, emotionally that is. What next, their next trick, an attack on the elderly he supposed, they eat fear daily, don't they.