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astronomical phenomena? As for the dear woman who promises this will have no
impact on our quality of life, let me say how disappointed I am. Our quality
of life the last few years has been nothing to write home about.
 I am but a simple botanist who happened upon a combination that turned out to
be magic water, and suddenly my opinion is sought on everything from the price
of sausage to whether the defiant preachers at the Wailing Wall are real or
make-
believe.
 You want my opinion? OK, I will give it to you. To tell you the truth, I
don't know.
I don't know who turned the lights out, and I'm not sure I want to know who
the two gentlemen are at the Wall. I just wish they would bring back the pure
water and let it rain once in a while. Is that too much to ask?
 But let me tell you this, now that I have your attention. I do have your
attention,
don't I?
The camera, panning back to the speechless host, exposed the shocked
expressions of the other guests. It was clear they thought Rosenzweig had
finally stepped off the edge.
 As should come as no surprise to anyone, I am not a religious man. A Jew by
birth, of course, and proud of it. Wouldn't have it any other way. But to me
it's a nationality, not a faith. All that to say this: Many, myself included,
were horrified to hear what happened to the family of my beloved protege and
former student who grew up to be the respected linguistic and biblical
scholar, Rabbi Tsion Ben-Judah.
 I confess, in my heart of hearts I had to wonder if he hadn't brought this on
himself. Condone the killings? Never as long as I live. But would I advise a
man to go on international television, from the very land where the name Jesus
Christ is anathema to your neighbors, and tell the world you had become a
turncoat? A Christ follower? A believer that Jesus is the Messiah?
 Madness.
 I was doubly horrified when he became a fugitive, exiled from his own
homeland, his life worth nothing. But did I lose respect for him? Admire him
less? How could
I? Knowing such risks, taking such stands!
 Thank you, Dr. Rosenz" the host began, obviously getting instructions
,
through his earpiece.
 Oh, no you don't, Rosenzweig said.  I have earned the right to another
minute or so, and I demand that I not be unplugged from the air. I just want
to say that I am still not a religious man, but my religious friend, the
aforementioned rabbi, has spoken to the very issue we address today. Now you
may rest easy. I have come back to the point.
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 Ben-Judah was ridiculed for his beliefs, for his contentions that scriptural
prophecy could be taken literally. He said an earthquake would come. It came.
He said hail and blood and fire would scorch the plants. They did. He said
things would fall from the sky, poisoning water, killing people, sinking
ships. They fell.
 He said the sun and the moon and the stars would be stricken and that the
world would be one-third darker. Well, I am finished. I don't know what to
make of it except that I feel a bigger fool every day. And let me just add, I
want to know what
Dr. Tsion Ben-Judah says is coming next! Don't you? And he quickly added the
address of Tsion's Web site.
The host was still speechless. He looked at Chaim, brows raised.
 Go ahead now, Chaim said.  Pull the plug on me.
Rayford was frustrated that he had not made it to Palwaukee that day. And he
wouldn't make it the next day either, or the next. The reduction of solar
power
affected every facet of an already difficult existence including the
transmission of
Tsion's lessons. Dr. Rosenzweig's endorsement of Tsion's teaching resulted in
the most massive number of hits on what was already a site ten times more
popular than any other in history. And yet broadcasting Tsion's daily messages
became an arduous chore that forced Rayford to delay any other activity.
Repeated failures on the Internet were blamed on the solar problems. Believers
all over the globe rallied to try to copy and pass the teaching along as
necessary, but it became impossible to track the success of that effort.
Chloe's efforts at building a private marketplace in anticipation of the mark
of the beast nearly ground to a halt. Over the next several weeks, seasons
were skewed.
Major Midwest cities looked like Alaska in the dead of winter. Power reserves
were exhausted. Hundreds of thousands all over the world died of exposure.
Even the vaunted GC, having conveniently ignored adjusting their initial
assessment, now looked for someone to blame for this curse. Confused in the
tragic panic surrounding the crisis was the role of Ben-Judah. Had he
predicted it, as
Rosenzweig had asserted, or had he called it down from heaven?
Peter the Second decried Ben-Judah and the two preachers as reckless
practitioners of black magic, proving it by showing live shots of the Wailing
Wall. While snow swirled and drifted and Israelis paid top dollar for
protective clothing, stayed inside, and used building material for fuel, there
stood Eli and Moishe in their same spot.
They were still barefoot! Still clad only in their loose-hanging sackcloth
robes, arms bare. With only their deeply tanned skin, their beards, and long
hair between them and the frigid temperatures, they preached and preached and
preached.
 Surely, the self-ascribed supreme pontiff railed,  if there is a devil, he
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