Jesus would be hating on these people, we all know that. He'd be hanging with the good old boys, have a Harley, drink beer and fish (he liked fishing). I'm sure he wouldn't be in some expensive suit wearing a Rolex on his TV show. Nor would he be in some private jet. Bet he wouldn't even own a car, Jesus would be a mountain bike guy I bet. Or a truck. I can see Jesus in a pickup, lots of carpenters have pickups. He'd vacation at CaboWabo or Sturgus, watch football, and bet in the pool for March Madness, and he'd be the first guy to buy a round on Friday afternoon. He'd hang at Burning Man, Coachillia, strip clubs and dives. You would not catch him dead at some fancy church.
We know he tended to hang with the sinners, not the saints.
He be just a guy.
(The following is courtesy of Mojo Nion and the late, great and much missed Country Dick Montana - both of whom are big sinners.)
I saw you sittin' there
I was tryin' not to stare
I wasn't sure if it was you
I didn't know just what to do
CHORUS
Are you drinkin' with me Jesus
I can't see you very clear
Are you drinkin' with me Jesus
Would you buy a friend a beer
As I nestled on my barstool
I felt your warmness within
I looked down at my pants
That wasn't warmness
I wet myself again
CHORUS
Does your head pound, Jesus
As hung over you do rise
How does paradise look, Jesus
Through holy bloodshot eyes
Should we take a cab home Jesus
Man, we can hoof it from here
I know you can walk on the water
But can you walk on this much beer*
Are you drinkin' with me Jesus
I can't see you very clear
* - Jesus would find that line just as funny as I do.