Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 240

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 240

…“I don’t know how NBC is explaining the broadcast interruption…..do you Sam?”…

“I don’t know how NBC is explaining the broadcast interruption… do you Sam?”

“Yeah their telephone banks were lit up, but operators were told to tell them that it was related to the electrical blackout, which technically it was. But I was told that they were back on the air for your explanation and altar call, Billy.”

“If that is the case, then untold millions heard the truth from my lips.”

“I also heard that the main sponsor, LUCKY STRIKE, was quite pleased with the viewer numbers.”

“A tobacco company for a sponsor, isn’t that ironic? Well God can help you or any other believers ditch that nasty habit Sam.”

“I smoke menthol Billy; they say it is better for you.”

“I see actors and actress smoking them in movies all the time, so someone thinks it’s cool. But YOU know better than to blow smoke my way!” Graham errs on the side of caution when it comes to vises. “Speaking of habits, did ancient peoples smoke cigarettes, Willard?”

“I am not an anthropologist Reverend Graham, but ancients were more concerned about their next meal, let alone acquiring a senseless habit. As we, well me anyway, have learned, that Devil will do anything to keep us slaves to something, anything, even believing that our species started out as sea creatures, then fins into legs to walk on land, then two legs get longer, we grow hair and stand upright, hang around in trees and finally decide to get smarter than apes and invent things; like cigarettes.”

“Now if that isn’t the case for creation! A nonsensical progression like that makes a good preacher proud.

“I never used to pigeonhole life on this planet, really care much or give it a label, but after discovering that 20,000 year cap, intelligent design is the only reasonable explanation for it.”


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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 239

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 239

…Willard Libby and Billy Graham, the scientist and the evangelist, tie a bow around  an event of Godly proportions…

A few backstage moments…

“Awards and accolades are great, but that is not what I set out to obtain when I hijacked Martin’s C-14 and took it one step further. Without carbon as a stable, consistent isotope, the rest of the puzzle is just so many oddly shaped pieces. With it, I got lucky and guessed the age of a mummy, one that already identified and verified and was able to guess his (or her) age within 50 years. And yes there are going to be tweaks to the half-life down the road and there will be those that insist on blasting the outside limit past twenty thousand, but I have the numbers on my side.”

Nobel, Nobel, Nobel!” the chant rises among the gathered Libbyites.

“My cousin Syl was up for the Nobel Prize in 1909 for……,” peanut gallery member Eddie stops short of slandering himself.

“In the category of literature, the N-O-B-L-E prize for fiction goes to Eddie “50 Cousins” Dombroski,” mocks Ace Bannion, expressing what others are thinking, but would not say.

Constance has been there for most, if not all of the Cousin stories. “I encourage you to start making detailed notes about your 1st and 2nd removed family, put those stories down on paper. I have two friends who can help you with that,” she refers to Carolyn Hanes of Tallahassee and that wordsmith by the name of Gwenny.”(wink)

“That is a wonderful suggestion Constance,” adds Billy Graham, among the group that is finding it hard to split up, considering what they have gone through. “I feel I need to clarify a few things. Clarify? No, perhaps just add my perspective on things.

“Our God picks his fights judiciously. In recent history, seldom has the world experienced his supernatural power first hand and if they have, HE is not given credit for it. On this day, we and 50,000 or so of our newest friends (and millions we don’t even know) have witnessed the Creator taking charge of an important moment, a blink of his eye, but a turning point for this generation of believers.

“The entire world went dark tonight. If only for a few fleeting seconds, he silenced this planet to take care of His business, there is no other explanation except God and He knows-we know it.”


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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 235

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 235

Chapter Twenty-0ne

A DOOM WITH NO VIEW

…My cameras were rolling during the most amazing event in the recorded television history of the world and the film is blank…

The sounds of silence speak loudly. Like traveling through a tunnel without an opening and no end, the Libbyites wander the empty grounds of Comiskey Park barely able to speak. And if they do, what can they say. Nearly all of them starts, then stops before anything meaningful get shared; a dropped jaw tells no tales.

Even for a Californian like Sam Jr. who thought he had seen it all in his young life, can only gather up his equipment and check on his people. He is being told that none of the cameras had recorded anything from the time of the blackout, until BG spoke after the light & dark show. “But they weren’t turned off; you’ve got to be kidding me! We were rolling during the most amazing event in the recorded history of the world and we don’t have it!”

“You got all the other shots Sam, that’s where the rubber meets the road,” encouragement comes from a likely source. The ringmaster, of what turned out to be the Greatest Show On Earth, has accepted the events of the evening for what they are, God with us. “Do you know how many souls were won for Christ tonight?”

Can you imagine what it would have been like to have a camera following Moses around, pre-, present and post Egypt? Examples:

  • Joseph a Jewish Prince of Egypt
  • Ten plagues against Pharaoh
  • The burning bush
  • Parting of the Red Sea
  • Rod & staff, asp & snake

“My father’s friend C.B. Demille is starting a film about the Ten Commandments. I hear it is quite the production.” Goldwyn keeps his finger on the pulse of what’s hot in Hollywood. Had he only been able to capture the divine acts of the evening, what story it would have been, yet still is and it will affect him for years to come, as it does the “others”.8 of 'em in Forever Mastadon

“Nothing surprises me about this bunch anymore,” Eddie D. is childlike in his assessment of the experience. “None of my cousins have a story like this to tell.”

“Did not Constance tell you that you and Edie would be the cousins with all the attention in the future? Sam has been getting feedback, on the shortwave radio, from NBC and they tell him that over 50% of all television sets in the United States were watching the Revival!”


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Constance Caraway P.I ~Episode 233

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Constance Caraway P.I ~Episode 233

…”In the name of Jesus Christ, be gone Satan, you are hereby banished to the Lake of Fire”…

*MICHAEL *, *RAPHAEL*, and *GABRIEL* are bathed in the white light of The Almighty. The strong voice of God bellows down in transforming greatness: “Rest easy my Children.”

And rest they do…

…After interminable length time, could be seconds, minutes or a blink of a Deity’s eye, the communicants roust from that suspended state in perfect health.

There are some who are suffering from a manner of gastronomical distress. Dotted throughout, evenly distributed, are those ill-fated souls who did not heed Billy Graham’s instructions to wait for corporate consumption… their reward for impatience?

The poison meant for the entire 45K.

Emergency medical teams tend to as many as they can, with little success; the survival of the unfortunate 1% will depend on their general health and fitness. 500 are down and going downer.

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Reverend Graham can barely grasp what is transpiring around him, hardly conceiving what to say or do. He is standing on the stage, praying his heart out to God, which his absolute best default stance to take in trying times.

Shaft_of_lightAs three shafts of light hover above, like the guardian warriors that they are, the display case containing the sacred document, retrieved from Danforth Lodge, shatters into a million pieces.

While Billy Graham still prayed with arms reaching high, the divine parchment takes its place in his human hands. But unlike other times, when it was handled, it is unfurled and a foreign tone of voice burst forth from the preacher: “Be quiet! Come out of them! In the name of Jesus Christ, be gone Satan. Your time in this place has come to an end! You are hereby banished to the Lake of Fire!” (English translation)

With ghastly shrieks, evil spirits come out of many, to the amazement of all.—

–Just as that ancient language is spoken, the human form P. Joseph Winters dissolves to black dust, leaving behind the grotesque image of a shrinking Satan being sucked through a chasm into the yawning abyss that is hell.


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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 232

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…Dressed in clean, shining linen, with golden sashes around their chests, the three Angels of God spread their wings…

Communion has been distributed among the eager faithful (and those new this Jesus thing).

Suddenly and without notice the stadium turns pitch black. Just as Graham is about to raise his arms skyward, lifting the bread and wine that represents the body and blood of Jesus Christ, the fleeting daylight is not enough for anyone to see their hand in front of their face. The crusade crowd is at first silent, then building to a dull roar. Despite the frightening happenings, there is no panic.

This seemingly theatrical move was not in the script. Young Goldwyn likes theatrics, just do not mess with his lighting, “Do we still have our network link?” His cameras are rolling, despite the apparent lack of power.

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There are three iridescent figures standing (or floating), one each at the end of the right and left field upper grandstands and one behind home plate, at the same level about 50 feet in the air.

If there weren’t such confusion, someone other than Billy Graham may have identified the figures as real Heavenly Hosts, instead of ghostly spirits.

Dressed in clean, shining linen, with golden sashes around their chests, the three Angels of God spread the wings on their arms and the wings on their feet, outward nearly touching at the epicenter of the gathering. Together, in unison they shout in glorious voice: “Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord of Hosts.”

At this point of Earth’s geography and specific moment in the Year of Our Lord 1951, the masses fall deaf and dumb, unable to hear or see.

Voice of God

*MICHAEL *, *RAPHAEL*, and *GABRIEL* are bathed in the white light of The Almighty. The strong voice of God bellows down in transforming greatness: “Rest easy my Children.”

And rest they do…

Continued


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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 231

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 231

…IT’S COMMUNION TIME…

IT’S COMMUNION TIME! This is the time in the Billy Graham Comiskey Park Greater Chicago Crusade Revival when, those who have already and those who have asked the Lord Jesus to come into their heart tonight, reenact The Last Supper. Wherever, whenever done so, it is a ritualistic reminder that Christ died for the sins of all mankind, those who have gone before and those who will follow.

As it was rehearsed beforehand, the bread is passed out first, meaning one miniature per isle, with the person on the end of the row either getting a good handful of the leftover loaf or a handful of crumbs.

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It pays to be a good listener in this case and if one follows Billy G’s instructions, one and all hang to the piece of bread that they ripped from the leavened oval. The eagerly and properly charismatically challenged multitude, has been advised to wait for the second element AND THEN take them in, one at a time– but ONLY at the Billy’s cue, at the appointed time.–

–So far, so good; as the light of day drifts into dusk, the Jewish sweet red wine is passed along one tiny bottle per customer. No one should need or want Related imagemore than one, with the possible exception of those who only came for the fermented spirit; the Bridgeport Smokes & Liquor at 36th and Normal would be a more reliable source of alcohol and other vises after the Revival.

The charismatic leader of this Revival meeting scans the crowd with his eyes, as the cameras pan in a similar fashion, capturing the reverent tone of this time-honored tradition. A slight blue haze hangs in the air, affecting the picture quality, tobacco smoke trapped and capped by an evening thermal layer, but it does not deter Sam’s-Cams from focusing on entire sections of faces.


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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 230

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 230

Chapter Twenty

A FATHER’S LOVE

…Reverend Billy instructs his flock (45,000 on 4/28/1951) on the reverent custom of Holy Communion… but the Devil is as irreverent as ever…

“My friends, Holy Communion is part of God’s covenant with mankind, to share in the body and blood of the resurrected Son of God, Jesus Christ who died for our sins, so that we would enjoy the promise of life everlasting.

“In a few moments, the same men who sold you things to eat and drink will distribute the elements freely among you. There are but two things I ask of you: One, only take the bread and wine if you have already or about to hand your life over to the Lord. And two, please do not partake of either until I have given the word. We will then share in this sacrament together, as did Jesus did with his Apostles the night he was betrayed.”

Reverend Billy instructs his flock (45,000 on 4/28/1951) on the reverent custom of Holy Communion.

Meanwhile“I love the word ‘betrayed’. Judas was such an easy score; buy him off with a sack of silver and he gives up the Divine One’s only human offspring! Born of a virgin mother, please! That is so turn-of-the-millennium!” The one and only Pentateuch, in the clothing of concession supervisor, is listening to the loudspeaker system, ready to administer his other duty, deploying the bread and wine of Communion. He has taken to talking toPhantom_Stranger himself, without an accomplice that will knowingly buy into his deadly plan.

He loves recounting his past successes, “Adam and Eve don’t count. All I did was demonstrate that paradise should not be enough and that they too could be gods. Humans are such flawed creatures.”

He believes it is his job to taunt the very God who created him.

“And what is it with all this fuss about revival? Every 50 of their miserly years or so, some fool bible-thumping fool will get lucky and turn enough heads that it has to be labeled an awakening. Wake up you fools!”

He relishes each new challenge.

But as sure as I exist, their fresh faith in the Father will only last until I can make them forget.”

–Great boss (and all around greasy guy) P. Joseph Winters oversees the staging of Communion, an institution that he only pretends to give a rat’s rooty-tooty about. He has added his own personal touch to the festivities, not necessarily a good thing any of the time.

His anticipatory enthusiasm is difficult to conceal, “Come on cool cats, eat and drink and be closer to your god!”

The Devil is as irreverent as ever.


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