AND THE VOICE SAID... Go home, slaughter your first-born and make sacrifice unto me. Ha! Just kidding. Still, had you fooled for a minute, didn't I? by Justin Mullins I was at a party in downtown Oakland when I first heard about the Voice of God. It was the usual mix - a few intellectuals from Berkeley and Stanford, the gracious host and hostess and a gaggle of greedy jouranlists, of whom I was one. The conversation was highbrow and stilted but the food was plentiful, so I stayed to chat. It was an innocuous, forgettable evening, except for one...