I love miracles. They happen all the time. They're awesome. When a plane crashes safely in a frozen river, it's a miracle. However, to paraphrase a line from Saved!, seems to me that the miracle they could have used was not having the fucking birds fly into the engine.
The contradiction is obvious, it seems, to everyone but the faithful. There are miracles all the time, but they're rather shitty miracles. Here are some examples:
- A boy is not hit by a stray bullet because a watermelon stopped it. The bible his brother was holding, however, failed to stop same, and his brother was shot. Nevertheless, a miracle.
- A plane crashes and no one dies, because of some kickass flying by the pilot. It was not the pilot who saved them, it was god. Were I the pilot, I'd be pissed.
- Jesus appears in a wet screen door, a pita, a tortilla, a chip, or whatever.
So what happened to burning bushes, fingers of fire, pillars of salt, crowds being struck blind, the death of the first born, various & sundry plagues, parting of seas, staves to snakes, surviving a furnace (and what the hell is with this god and fire?), and walking on water? If god still performs miracles, seems to me he's just phoning it in these days.
God gets credit for all kinds of shit, but it seems to me that people always have to do the heavy lifting.
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LeDaro was wondering why all the fuss about this airplane crash. To me, it's another reason for the media to push its religious undercurrent. "Miracle" is their favourite word. They love miracles. Anything humans achieve, it's attributed to a miracle. We, as humans, are not capable. To do something wonderful is beyond our earthly understanding. Keeping people ignorant and in fear seems to be the full-time job of the U.S. media and I fear it's creeping into our media, too.
I don't think it's a miracle, it's an averted tragedy.
I had intended to link a story from the BBC to the blog, but I forgot. So it's infecting the Brits, too.
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