Today's Saturday, and I'm wondering, at random...whatever happened to Mr. Saturn? Nobody loves him, anymore. For centuries, millions of men, women and children prayed fervently to him, staked their hopes and dreams on him, and now- he's reduced to a gas giant planet and a gas giant car and a special day every week, a day without presents. No sacrifices, no blood, no nada.
Same goes for the rest of the week- 8 days a week, we got a god, but ain't nobody praying to any of 'em. Freia… Continue