Anderson Terrorists

It is very strange to see that we are being terrorized by the wicked Anderson family, as if there were anything nice to say about those boring people. As if we ever knew those people existed as an entity of interest until someone pointed out the Scotty Kid book. Perhaps there is not even anything Scottish about the Scandinavian "Scotty Kid" who either died in 1895 in Montana or else rode the rails post-jail time to a new life as a missionary in Hawaii and later Bolivia. As if we had ever given a second thought to the existence of the dreary Anderson nobodies. Perhaps our great-grandparents met the Andersons while evangelizing in China in the 1910s and then again maybe not. I really would not know anything about that. Oddly, our great-grandparents were in Hawaii in the 1930s while the Andersons were in Hawaii in the 1910s. Not that anyone ever mentioned whether the two families were ever acquainted. To us Tom Anderson was nothing much, just another boring guy at college of no interest. He married Gretchen Grams, a South Africa MK. I wonder if she was acquainted with that boring Tom Shirey who also married but divorced a South Africa MK. Tom wrote in my yearbook some drivel about how I am tied up with a bow on my head waiting for some lucky guy to come along, but what would Tom know about anything? South Africa is not my problem. It will be hard for those boring guys to find pastoral jobs after all the churches are gone, after they have run off all of the people with their mysterious intrigues and there are not enough people left inside church doors to pay the electric bill. Sure, maybe you can always get more people later, and then maybe again the world is ending and the Tribulation will be yours to work through. I really don't care that much.