Actually, somehow--maybe as a coincidental aspect of Mindfulness--I absolutely do believe in Karma, or, if you will (Divine) Justice...

So much so that I quite fear it, in almost the same ridiculous way that Christians and Muslims fear the Devil and Eternal Hellfire.  Such that, when one of God's Wretched Blessèd Ones (a fat, ignorant Samoan girl in what appeared to be the eighth month of pregnancy) asked a favor of me, as one did this evening,--to buy her cup of coffee--and I was perfectly aware that she might well be gestating the Maitreya Buddha his very self, judging by the damned, insolent, matter-of-fact way she just said "Gimme," and I snarled at her, in my coldest, meanest, white-person voice, "Are you asking for money? Please go away."  Then I trembled, knowing the (Divine) Retribution (Karma) that I was letting myself in for.

Damn, this "playful" misogyny of mine, which causes me sometimes to proclaim that the Holy Virgin is a whore, and at other times to refuse to succour the very Mother of God, is going to be the Death of me if I'm not very, very careful.