God made him do it

Nutball:

The afternoon service at Poale Zedeck synagogue on Tuesday had drawn to a close, and some of the congregants lingered to listen to the rabbi speak in what should have been a tranquil moment.

"We heard what sounded like a bomb," said Marcia Robkin, who rushed to the doors with dozens of other temple-goers, fearing the worst. Maybe the landmark synagogue at Phillips and Shady avenues in the heart of Squirrel Hill had been targeted, they thought. Maybe it was a hate crime.

Outside, they saw a smoke-billowing car halfway up the steps, metal handrails, a lantern, and a concrete wall in ruin, and two men darting up Shady Avenue. So they chased after them.

They were further mystified after they managed to capture the struggling driver.

"He said, 'You're not going to believe this, but I'm the messiah,' " said Michael Cohen, one of several men who tackled Adam Disabato to the ground...

Mr. Disabato...said he and a friend were "hanging out at my apartment, and I got a call from God telling me to do this... I'm not crazy," he said. "I'm just doing God's work."

Fine. You can do God's work from a small, concrete room with a fellow worshiper named Bubba. He probably even has a cross tattooed on him somewhere -- right below the swastika, I'd imagine.