This man claims that God gave him this message on 2/29/2004: So why, five years later, is Massachusetts still quite intact? Well, in an exclusive to G-A-Y, God tells us that every time he musters up his Commonwealth-destorying fireball, he remembers all of his heavenly hishome-ly sabbaticals to Martha's Vineyard. Swimming off Chappaquiddick. Eating all the delicious fudge and salt water taffy. Watching Jesus' first steps on the waters of Vineyard Sound. And all this nostalgia makes the big dude in the sky all teary-eyed, causing him to drop his fireball and instead key up for a rousing rendition of "The Way We Were."♪ Can it be that it was all so simple then? Or has time re-written every line? If we had the chance to do it all again? Tell me, would we? Could we? ♪So yea, Bostonians: Thank Chilmark, emotional recall, and Streisand for the fact that your city is still allowed to stand in non-smoking crater form. Of course we could just be making all this up, having never really received a letter at all. But hey, since when does veracity matter when talking about the godly correspondence that one has supposedly received?Prophecy to Massachusetts