Johnny Oops 5 Star Review

Just got a great five star review of Johnny Oops.

5.0 out of 5 stars Unique Story Funny and Entertaining, July 25, 2011

By

James A. Anderson "James Anderson" (London, Ontario Canada) - See all my reviews

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This review is from: Johnny Oops (Kindle Edition)

If you want a good laugh and a highly entertaining journey, try Arthur Levine's JOHNNY OOPS.

I've never laughed so hard reading a book in years. My wife kept looking at me as if I was crazy. This is a modern day CATCHER IN THE RYE and a coming of age novel like no other. Some of Johnny's adventures reminded me of my own youthful experiences, epecially the parts dealing with his high school newspaper and an article that gets him in trouble. Same thing happened to me a high school journalist. The great irony was that later as an adult journalist I had the opportunity to interview the same principal who disciplined me as part of another story.

Johnny is a self-professed genius philosopher, prophet and sex maniac and Levine does an expert sendup of religion and tele evangelists. Some people may be offended. Who cares, get a sense of humor. I think even God would laugh at this one.

I highly recommend this novel and it is certainly unique in current literature. I look forward to reading more of the Oops family adventures.

Arthur Levine is the Messenger and he brings us the Word!

James A. Anderson,
Author, DEADLINE

Spiritualism and the New Middle Aged group

The vast majority of people in their fifties and sixties who consider themselves part of the new middle aged group are highly spiritual.

They have different religious beliefs, but almost all of them believe in a higher power.

A belief in a Supreme Being or God apparently is core to their success in staying young and feeling healthy.

One notable difference in this age group as compared to people who are biologically much younger is that a strong belief in the Almighty is a core value that has sustained them over the years.

The New Middle Aged Group have learned to use their spiritualism as a source of strength and moral guidance. It has provided them with a compass that help-s them find their way through the various trials in life that people normally encounter.

Without faith in God people in their fifties and sixties would be hard pressed to cope with the troubles of our times such as acts of terrorism or natural disasters.

This coping mechanism is more of an instinctive trait than a learned one. People in the New Middle Aged Group tend to rely more on instinct then their younger counterparts who rely more on reason or logic.

It is good instincts and a reliance on faith in one Supreme Human Being that has gotten this age group to the position they are in now.

The New Middle Aged Group is inquisitive and constantly looking for the inspiration to increase their spiritual knowledge.

Contrary to public opinion this age group is very open to learning new things, changing their views, and taking quick action that enables them to stay ahead of the longevity curve.

This is how they stay young, by trying new things, and challenging themselves to do ever more with their lives.

The New Middle aged Group are the wealthiest in our nation with tremendous purchasing power and the ability to be a dynamic force for good.

Their spiritual leanings tend to make them amongst the most charitable and caring of age groups nationwide. It is a philosophy of ‘giving back’ that promotes their feelings of kindness and caring.

Those of us who are approaching our fifties and sixties might do well to take inspiration from this age group, and learn to rely more on our faith in God to help us live long and happy.

Hi. I'm Arthur Levine the author of the novel Johnny Oops.

Excerpt - Johnny Oops - All of A Sudden

All of a sudden Jody turned red and started to sputter. “You’re not going to talk about our love life on that TV show are you? I’ll die of shame if you go into detail. Promise me you won’t mention we have been having sex twice a night for the last two weeks. Don’t you dare mention water bottles or vibrators or handcuffs, do you understand me? I don’t want anyone knowing about some of the kinky stuff you have me doing. Promise me or I’ll jump on stage and tell the world how you couldn’t get it up. If it weren’t for me you would still be sitting there nursing a limp digit. I don’t know what the hell our sex life has to do with spreading the word. ”

“ Only God knows what I am going to talk about darling. We are in His Hands, but right now you are in my hands, so relax and enjoy yourself. You know you can trust me. I’m a passionate Prophet. I’m God’s Messenger. Maybe I’m going to be as close to God as you are going to get right now.”

“Oh my God Johnny, you are driving me wild.”

“That’s what I just said.”

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After a while, we learned to pace ourselves. Not that our sexual longings have abated, but no one can live with that kind of intense, raw physical sexual coupling forever without feeling emotionally drained and physically damaged. We were exhausting ourselves. Better to take one’s time and experience the pure slow pleasure of our coupling. We didn’t have to worry, we would always have time for more, or so I thought. I couldn’t conceive of life without Alice. Just couldn’t be. Would never happen. And then my whole life came to a halt.

Johnny Oops Messes Up

Hi everyone, just a little blurb from Johnny Oops.

Oops, Johnny has messed up again. He can't help that he's a gangly fourteen-year-old who's into self-gratification and quickly matures into a womanizer and sex maniac who doesn't know if he's a charlatan, a guru, or a prophet. He's not even sure he's real, but he's convinced he has the word of God to deliver to his flock. As he charges from one reality to another, his aggressive genius genes take over spawning a seven foot tall giant of a son, two precocious telepathic twin daughters, and a second son who is his link to immortality.

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Regards,
Arthur

The Junior Prophet Arrives

The junior Prophet arrived with an entourage of four to minister to his needs. He was over six feet tall now and looked like a movie star. He had red hair that fell straight to his shoulders, and oh yes freckles on his face. With a combination of his mother’s and his father’s good looks and strong features, he appeared like a cross between good and evil. The woman at the Institute couldn’t take their eyes off him. He barely acknowledged them, but he noticed their glances. I need to warn this kid to use protection. His real age is now about sixteen.

Oh boy Junior said to his assistants, “I’m too young for this. I’m a child in a man’s body. Why won’t the Almighty give me time to grow up? I’m not ready for this sex thing. I haven’t even figured out how to play with myself yet. This being a philosopher genius isn’t what it’s cracked up to be. I thought being a Prophet made you immune from all this worldly stuff. Does this mean I’m not really immortal? I guess so because what I really want to do is cry like a baby, but how will it look if some six foot tall hunk starts to bawl like an infant?”

“Dad, where are you when I need you most? Off screwing around I guess. I don’t understand why you do that in the first place. I guess if you didn’t I wouldn’t be here. I have a new message from the Messenger ladies and gentleman, the bloodline stops here. No Oops family values for me, oh no, I’m going to be celibate. I assume that means I don’t have to cut anything off just abstain. If it doesn’t, I take back everything I said. Problems, problems, being me isn’t a job for an ordinary human. Thank God I’m not. Now I’m talking to myself.”

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Johnny Oops Excerpt - Second Coming

CNT said in Spanish with English translation running across the bottom of the screen, “Natives in the rain forest have observed a big plane with the designation DKS fall to the ground, and then mysteriously rise into the sky, and fly off to Heaven as it disappeared from sight. This must be God’s will. The Almighty is evidently taking his Messenger and the Messenger’s family home.”

My guess is that the natives observing from the far side of the mountain had seen the plane hit and then bounce up from the mountaintop as the pilot gunned his engines trying desperately to avoid the treetops, but they weren’t in a position to see the plane fall and crash as its wings were clipped off by collision with the mountaintop as it ploughed through the trees. They assumed the large plume of smoke coming from the crash site was a sign from God. They kept chanting in Spanish, “God’s will, God’s will.”

At first I was furious. No one was going to search for us. As far as everyone was concerned we were on our way to Heaven and the plane’s black boxes were probably at the bottom of a nearby deep lake. Then I started to laugh hysterically. I couldn’t help myself. I turned to the small group around me, which was huddled in fear that I was losing my mind again and said, “Now I’m immortal. These idiots are leaving me to die. But don’t worry, if we ever get out of this you’re going to see a Second Coming the likes of which you won’t believe.” That idea made no one happy except me. I was the only one laughing. I wonder why my family didn’t want to participate, and take the occasion for a little bout of mass hysteria?