Rabbi Joseph:
Madonna, do you see what they are doing? These doctors, these men in white coats, they think they are the zookeepers of humanity. They track us like lions on the Serengeti, fitting us with invisible radio collars. Our phones, our watches, our very blood tests—they all sing our location back to the shepherds of data.
Madonna:
Joseph, I know what you’re saying, but I am not insane. Do not mistake my passion for delusion. They may want to treat us like animals, but we are more than data points. I believe in something greater—there is a Messiah.
Rabbi Joseph:
(leans forward, voice low)
And soon, they will say it is for our own safety. Just as they chip cocker spaniels at the pet store, they will chip us. A simple prick of the needle—then the mark lives under the skin. They will call it medicine, call it protection, call it convenience. But it will be a leash.
Madonna:
(presses her hand to her chest)
But that’s exactly why the Messiah must come, Joseph. To break the leash. To remind us we are not beasts but children of God. My critics laugh, they say I’m unhinged, but I tell you I’m not. My faith is sanity in a world that has gone mad with control.
Rabbi Joseph:
(sighs deeply)
Then pray, Madonna. Pray that the Messiah arrives before they tag us all like cattle. For without divine intervention, the shepherds of data will become our masters.
Madonna:
(her eyes flash with determination)
He will come. He must. And when He does, every collar will break, every leash will snap, and the lions of the Serengeti will roar free again.