THE DAILY TRAVESTY | Sweet Jesus!
**The Daily Travesty**
 
20 April 2000
Vol. 1 Issue 72
 
Our Slogan:  Just Because We Print Sumthin' Doesn't Mean We Believe It (Exclusively).
 
Our Other Slogan:  We've Got Lots of Slogans.
 

 
Writing is a difficult trade which must be learned slowly by reading great authors; by trying at the outset to imitate them; by daring then to be original; by destroying one's first productions; by comparing subsequent works to recognized masterpieces and, once more, by destroying them; by crossing out whole passages; by weeping from despair; by being more severe with oneself than even the critics will be.  After ten years of such arduous activity, if one has talent, one may begin to write in an acceptable manner.
 
Andre Maurois
 

 
Sweet Jesus!
 
A chocolate Jesus which bleeds red jam has outraged Church leaders.  The Easter sweet is marketed as the "immaculate confection."  It's a model of Christ nailed to a chocolate cross, and comes complete with a crown of thorns and a look of agony.  The chocolate Christ is named Sweet Jesus by the man who invented it, Richard Manderson, of Canberra, Australia.  He says eating them should make people more aware of the meaning of Easter than munching a chocolate egg.  And he's hit on the slogan: "Put religion back into Easter with an edible icon." But Sydney Catholic Church spokesman Father Brian Lucas hit back:  "They're irreverent and offensive.  It's an appalling exercise in bad taste."
 

 
We are once again welcoming your bitching and griping!  We know that it's springtime and everything is supposed to be warm and breezy, but you and me know it ain't necessarily so.  We are declaring ourselves Keepers of Your Animalistic Tendencies and we would like to ease your karmic burden by giving you a full audience.  Rants may be posted anonymously.  Send an email to the editor.
 

Now let the song begin! let us sing together  Of sun, stars, moon and mist, rain and cloudy weather  Light on the budding leaf, dew on the feather  Wind on the open hill, bells on the heather  Reeds by the shady pool, lillies on the water: Old Tom Bombadil and the River-daughter!