red fingers

I was reading a review about Phillip Long's book One Trick Pony and this section grabbed my interest:

I came to his chapter on the Great Commission. I got through the first few pages with relative ease, reading as Long talked about the unquestionable call to evangelism, the inevitably low percentage of people whose lives become Christ's, the uselessness of the many evangelistic "programs" that have come and gone. I got to the bottom of a page and ran into a setup paragraph and a loaded rhetorical question:

"So, the neighbor doesn't want to hear it. The boss doesn't want to hear it. The employee may listen politely but doesn't care either. Neither does the stranger in the park, the relative across town, or the bum under the overpass. Not the coach. Not the teacher. Not the dentist, the butcher, the baker, or the candlestick maker. The Good News is bad news, or worse, no news.{emphasis mine} Besides, who cares? Maybe that's the big question.

Who cares?"