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that there's a new God in town and He's disappointed with you? Is that an obvious connection? OK, maybe frog outbreaks way back then, were like tornados in Oklahoma today? Would that help interpretation? Hey, maybe even if they were named the way we name hurricanes? Frog plague Alhammed, frog plague Barbiehottenpantz through Kendollmnesta? Was it like that, you think? Nnnn-no. Probably not. But if that were so, supposin, you just know that some long dead and gone geek had criteria. That part never changes. There's always somebody with criteria. Not technically a plague, more a tropical swarm building up from a throng toward a besetting. Geeks do that, drawing vertical lines through fog. And we listen. "Hey! I got frogs up my ass here! This is a plague, I tell you!" No. Just a regional press. But when you think about frogs, not as frogs, but rather as slimy green jumpy swamp things - does that EVER scream a specific warning at you? Ribbit let my people ribbit go ribbit let my people ribbit go. OK Pharaoh, maybe you - not being totally conversant in frog speak - let the wrong people go. Maybe you released a couple of necromancers who had been disturbing everybody's sleep with loud incantations under the moon. You know, swap one annoying noise for another annoying noise. It would be really easy to miss the leaping symbolization - freedom of a multitude green with envy. To this day, this is still a very valued lesson. Ignore the words. Follow the feet. More bull shit comes through human lips than from steer recta. But even to a black belt augur, or whatever trinket of clothing denotes magus sooth distinction, frame of mind