
Then there are the gods, who depend on believers for their power and reality. Then there are the divine underlings that actually did create the world(s), but they don’t get involved after that. His views appear to be, there’s a supreme being, but he didn’t create the universe because if he had, he wouldn’t have done such a lousy job, and you wouldn’t want to address him in prayer lest you draw his attention to the sad state of things down here.



The thirteenth Discworld adventure appears to be Pratchett’s agnostic jab at organized religion.
