The Galvanized Gimp (2)

   
   "The Galvanized Gimp (2)"
   
   Jude was cruising around in his wheelchair on the driveway that connected to his humble yet holy habitat.  The neighbor, a teenage girl, adorned in tight jeans to vacuum up the cottage cheese in her buttocks approached with a look of disgust concerning the legless boy.  She stuck out her tongue; next, cruelly offered:  "Just die already.  What kind of respect will you get as a gimp?"
   Jude smiled, saying:  "Respect is earned.  Giving dignity to the disabled is duty; furthermore, your father is the father of lies and murder.  He was a murderer and liar from the beginning."
   The neighborhood tart swiftly responded:  "At least I can walk.  My father gave me legs, and your father gave you a handicap."
   Jude raised his head to the holy skies, pronouncing:  "God made me special.  And you could be very special too, if you hung your sins on a wall, confessing publicly, and reminding yourself to never do them again."
   "What has it gotten you?"  The girl asked.
   Jude replied:  "Eternal life, and a mother waiting to gently pass me to the father."
   The girl walked away.  Jude continued to roll wisely in his wheelchair, praying for the girl as instructed by the altruistic Rabbi--true God and true man.