Unto them, a son was born...

On this day in 1938, a child was born to an unsuspecting, God-fearing couple in Montana, a child that would, after a misspent youth of wandering, popping wheelies with heavy moving equipment, getting thrown in jail, joining the rodeo, joining the army, playing semi-professional ice hockey, illegally hunting big game in Yellowstone, turning to a life of crime, getting thrown in jail again, joining the motocross circuit, selling insurance door to door, opening a Honda dealership, trying to scratch out a living by arm-wrestling locals for beer money... after ALL OF THIS, the child became a man, a Moses of sorts, a savior to every young boy who has ever dreamed a holy dream of jumping over a twenty-foot-long box of rattlesnakes and mountain lions on a rocket-powered motorcycle.

Yes. They named him Robert, but we know him as... EVEL. And someday, brothers and sisters, His awesomeness will defeat wackness on earth and we will live together as one in Awesome Paradise.

I quote from Scripture:

Everywhere in this world I go
No matter who or what I know'
The people they look and most of them stare
And I wonder if they really care
They see this king with his golden crown
Some of them smile but most of them frown

Each time I was hurt they all said
That guy is lucky that he's not dead
(And they were right.)
But I wanted to get up and try it again
I kept telling myself that I knew I could win
So I'd close my eyes and to the Lord I would pray
Oh help me God... let me walk someday.

And He did.
Every stitch on every scar
Just brought me closer to my dream afar
To be a man and to do my best
To stand alone is my only quest
Success is a term that has broad use
For you and I to have none in life there is no excuse

For YOU to do what I do is not right
But for ME it's not wrong
What I've been trying to tell you all along
Is that it's got to be
So, if you wonder why
The answer to that is
That just like you... I gotta be me.

-Evel Knievel, 1974