This week, with the Rev KEVIN LOGAN, of Christ Church, Accrington

KING Kong straddles the Empire State Building, cradling Fay Wray in one palm and swots buzzing man-filled moths with the other.

Meanwhile back home, things are not good.

Jungle law's taken over and kids riot in their clearing playgrounds. Natives hit the local juice, then smash each other in the face with their empty coconut drinking shells.

As society continues to splinter, the normal 2.4 kid-family unit becomes the minority, lasses win equality to act like the lads, and a futile island parliament throws millions at problem areas.

King Kong, that great epic forever running on one of our zillion channels, barely hints at the consequences of a society that loses its god.

We can, however, read between the scenes and fill in the missing blanks - from the modern history of another island not a million miles away from this column.

A make-believe society robbed of its god is pitiful. The glue that binds it together - with common goals, a belief structure and law, and even salvation via the annual virgin tied to a stake - is suddenly snatched away.

But if that's sad, what of an island that kicks out its own God?

What of people who turn their very real God into myth of King Kong proportions? They then lock him away in a box marked 'irrelevant' and only pull him out for ceremonial tribal occasions like the funeral of a princess or film star?

What of an Island race that decides everyone can be their own god? Everyone can do what they like according to their own appetites.

Wouldn't give that island society very long, would you?