But what’s that now? A man, at the beginning of his 60s has taken place at my table in the meantime. He is wearing a sophisticated white suit, while on one of his fingers, a ring with a diamond is tottering, sparkling like hell. Surely trying to avoid turning blind, while looking at the jewel, he is wearing black sunglasses. Presenting a nice contrast to the lucid clothing. Man, I saw that dude before! His face looks familiar, but I cannot come up with where’s and when’s. He really should take off the sunglasses, maybe then. He really should take off the sunglasses immediately and hand them over to me so that I can wear them, because I am really dazzled by these gentlemen.

  »Please excuse me sitting down at your table. But I saw this book lying on your table and have to tell you something about it.«

  »And what exactly?«, I ask him, and being curious, what now again will come.

  »Books are something very dangerous.«

  Man, I’ve heard that one before!

  »Shall I tell you the truth about this book? The Scriptures, the Bible is nothing but the fairytale book par excellence.«

  »Wait a second«, I stutter and am perplexed. »You don’t want to tell me, that someone just made it all up? I heard something completely different this morning.«