Breathe a sigh of ruddy relief, gents, Ford Prefect's finished with his remarks. It's probably a good idea to begin at, well, the beginning and work your way through to the end. Here's a handy table of contents:
The Introduction, in which Ford Prefect makes his debut on the religious blog scene.
Part One, First Message, in which Ford calls us to love our neighborhood Muslim, and not mistake them for the Vogons.
Then Part Two, the Second Message, in which Ford reveals the real identity of the Golgafrinchams, and how orthodoxy is a tad awkward apart from the Great Big O.
The worst poetry of all time (hypertensive literateurs beware, this post may hurt you) is posted in Part Three, the Third Message, Sub-section A. Liberal christianity is compared, in a complimentary (or complementary?) fashion, to dead swans and green putty.
Just in case they felt left out, the followers of Albrecht Ritschl are celebrated in Ford's extended diatribe on liberal christianity in Part Four, the Third Message, Sub-section B.
Ford coins a new word, "Schleiermacherian Azgothian," in his screed on those happy-go-lucky crypto-liberals, the megachurcherians, in Part Five, the Third Message, Sub-section C.
In a surprise move, and very discourteously and distastefully unprefaced in his introductory remarks, the correspondent for the Guide intones an oracle on everyone's favorite religious theme, the Ecumenical Movement, in Part Six of the Trilogy, the Fourth Message.
A very nasty-looking sharp-shooting assassin is revealed in the Fifth Message (Part Seven), in which Mr. Prefect discusses the improprieties of scientists doing metaphysics. He also raises the disturbing issue of just who is in the maze, and just who is being amazed, and about mice who are not so very nice.
Finally, in Part 42, the Sixth Message by Nine, Ford Prefect gives his adieu, but not before revealing the biggest apologetic obstacle of all time: what's harder to believe? The existence of God? Or the phrase, "Jesus Saves"?