Roach’s surname was O’Ryan, so the guard put down "Catholic" in the what religion? question. Roach could read his name and a few other things but really had no idea how the boxes in the forms got filled. In the past, so as not to look stupid, he had simply checked them all arbitrarily, but this had often led to confusion, and later consternation, and later still jokes. Bernard made fun of the Priest when he came though, just behind his back so as not to be rude. Father Jerry was simply flabbergasted!, and ended up joining a counter-demonstration to the pro-victim-rights advocates who had signs that said things like "torch a Roach."

Roach began to wonder if they were really going to burn him alive! Bernard said "they would if they could...but things just ain’t got that rough and ready yet!" The Priest had some kind of book. And Bernard tried to read him the Bible. None of these things were worth a candle’s wick flick. And apparently the boys in the various orphanages and so on, had sort of given a line to Roach about the Martians up there, in league at one time with the communists and so on. The only scriptural reference that had ever taken light with Roach in this TV age of ours was his "very own daddy’s" story of creation where Adam fucked Eve, and sin was born, and Adam fucked a monkey "tha’s why we got dem niggers." Roach took first and final lessons from this man whose beatings may or may not be the reason...well...that he just can’t figure that well.

"Eye for an eye!" Says Bernard. "You know that you got that much commin’" But then Roach just starts asking questions again about "I ain’t took nobody’s ah out...dey say dat?" It is a sore animal temptation to wonder if this man is any more responsible than a wild boar, or even
a car with faulty breaks...even so! with the days getting shorter, Roach is not the only one who has trouble sleeping at night.