Numbers make the world go round1, and the number thirteen is of particular note for it's unluckiness.
Now, I'm not sure if it got kicked as a kid or kept falling off of walls or something, but whatever thirteen got up to it's left a legacy of reference to it that means it's been tarred and feathered with the mark of bad karma, luck or pot noodles - take your pick.
Friday the 13th thanks to a certain film franchise is itself seen as particularly bad, but why? Ignoring the hapless victimisation of thirteen for a moment (give the poor thing a rest you heartless brutes) lets instead vent our hokey superstition at the days of the week; now Friday, if anything, should be the day for saying "Huzah" as the weekly grind ends and the weekend looms inviting before us like a giant chocolate cake.
Mmmmm chocolate.
But Why Monday? I say Wednesday 13th (Incidentally, yesterday, oooOOOOOooooo2) should be the nasty day of the week, well, the hokey ultra bad day anyway.
"But Why?" You say. (I have borrowed one of those alien mind control devices and can read your brain and no, you do not need another cup of coffee)
"Well now," I reply conversationally, whilst leaning against a wall in a casual manner and lifting a cigarillo holder to my mouth for effect as much as anything else, "you see Monday, the traditionally considered day of badness is not altogether so bad?"
"Why is this?"
"Well, let us first abandon this quasi conversation style and I will tell you."
"Sure."
Monday you see, still has something going for it, bare with me here, Monday has the memories of the past weekend to prop you up, the possibility of jawing with co-workers about this film, that football match or that vat of custard you finally got to swim in.
So Monday itself isn't that bad, I think.
Now, Tuesday, Tuesday still has a vague hint of Monday to it, you can still drag up a bit of conversation but by the time you've reached Wednesday you're equidistant from both prior and coming weekends and the mid-week malaise has set in like a three inch icing on a stale old cake.
Thus Wednesday should be the day of doom and despair, not Friday, let Friday rejoice for today we poke Wednesday with sticks and waggle our fingers at it from our ears in comedy fashion.
1 Actually, current best guess is a heady cocktail of mass, inertia, gravity, dark matter and alien mind control devices, but that's no way near catchy enough.
2 Spooky noises licensed by an authorised dealer.
Now, I'm not sure if it got kicked as a kid or kept falling off of walls or something, but whatever thirteen got up to it's left a legacy of reference to it that means it's been tarred and feathered with the mark of bad karma, luck or pot noodles - take your pick.
Friday the 13th thanks to a certain film franchise is itself seen as particularly bad, but why? Ignoring the hapless victimisation of thirteen for a moment (give the poor thing a rest you heartless brutes) lets instead vent our hokey superstition at the days of the week; now Friday, if anything, should be the day for saying "Huzah" as the weekly grind ends and the weekend looms inviting before us like a giant chocolate cake.
Mmmmm chocolate.
But Why Monday? I say Wednesday 13th (Incidentally, yesterday, oooOOOOOooooo2) should be the nasty day of the week, well, the hokey ultra bad day anyway.
"But Why?" You say. (I have borrowed one of those alien mind control devices and can read your brain and no, you do not need another cup of coffee)
"Well now," I reply conversationally, whilst leaning against a wall in a casual manner and lifting a cigarillo holder to my mouth for effect as much as anything else, "you see Monday, the traditionally considered day of badness is not altogether so bad?"
"Why is this?"
"Well, let us first abandon this quasi conversation style and I will tell you."
"Sure."
Monday you see, still has something going for it, bare with me here, Monday has the memories of the past weekend to prop you up, the possibility of jawing with co-workers about this film, that football match or that vat of custard you finally got to swim in.
So Monday itself isn't that bad, I think.
Now, Tuesday, Tuesday still has a vague hint of Monday to it, you can still drag up a bit of conversation but by the time you've reached Wednesday you're equidistant from both prior and coming weekends and the mid-week malaise has set in like a three inch icing on a stale old cake.
Thus Wednesday should be the day of doom and despair, not Friday, let Friday rejoice for today we poke Wednesday with sticks and waggle our fingers at it from our ears in comedy fashion.
1 Actually, current best guess is a heady cocktail of mass, inertia, gravity, dark matter and alien mind control devices, but that's no way near catchy enough.
2 Spooky noises licensed by an authorised dealer.
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Date: 2005-04-14 10:10 am (UTC)Then again, I like walking under ladders and dropping salt on the floor ....
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Date: 2005-04-14 10:33 am (UTC)Strange but true.
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Date: 2005-04-14 10:56 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-04-14 11:00 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-04-14 11:43 am (UTC)Last accident I saw involving someone walking under a ladder was a woman who was talking on her mobile then realised she was just about to walk under the ladder of a guy who was window cleaning. She stopped suddenly and the big fat construction worker guy behind her, eating his McDonalds, walked straight through her, sending her flying.
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Date: 2005-04-14 12:17 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-04-14 02:11 pm (UTC)Friday, of course, was the day when Jesus got nailed to a tree
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Date: 2005-04-14 02:22 pm (UTC)So what does this teach us about Traitors, well, apart from the fact they then go mad and hang themselves?
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Date: 2005-04-14 02:33 pm (UTC)Furthermore, of course, it was Jesus who picked him- which means that, as Jesus is God, God is omniscient & all powerful etc., and the prophecy needs to be fulfilled, not only did Judas have no choice in the matter (unless he wanted to dash God's plans and was actually able to do so, in which case God would no longer be all powerful...), but he was also selected by Jesus in the full knowledge that he would betray him, and not only that, but the reason that he did have to betray him was to fulfill the prophecy given to some prophet by Guess-who at some point earlier ("Here's one I prepared earlier..."), who thereby determined that in the future Jesus would select someone who would then have to betray him and.....
Well, if you bring logic into it, then we must just accept that God's ways are mysterious, or something.
Alternatively, the far more logical explanation of the above is simply that God does not like the number 13 and for that reason the above storyline was concocted, so that a popular superstition would arise that 13 is an unlucky number.
So what does this teach us about Traitors, well, apart from the fact they then go mad and hang themselves?
Depends on which account you read- in one account he hangs himself (as picked up by St Andrew of Lloyd-Webber in his gripping and entirely historical account "Jesus Christ Superstar") in another account he buys a field with the 30 silver pieces, and while ploughing it stumbles, lands on the plough and has his guts spilling on to the field, thereby fulfilling yet another prophecy
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Date: 2005-04-14 02:44 pm (UTC)...lands on the plough and has his guts spilling on to the field
Indeed, either way, he's not having a fine time, and despite Jesus forgiving those who have lynched and had him nailed up when he is crucified Judas seems to have slipped past this particular forgiveness despite his important role in this whole proceeding.
Or you could just conclude from this from another much earlier Bible story that God really doesn't like farmers.
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Date: 2005-04-14 02:52 pm (UTC)I disagree- at the last supper, Jesus clearly knows and tells his disciples "one of you is going to betray me". They all ask him "is it me? etc." and he tells Judas that yes, it is him. Nevertheless, at the last supper he does not say take this and eat it my eleven loyal followers, and as for YOU Judas, hop it, he breaks bread & drinks the wine with all of them. Similarly, it is made clear that he dies for the forgiveness of sins of mankind, not just a select few (one of the reasons I get so irritated by fundamentalists...), which clearly must include Judas.
The fact that Judas dies in a rather messy way, should not be seen to indicate that he is not forgiven. Jesus comes to a pretty sticky end himself, and if one were to say that those who suffer in this life must have done something wrong and are being punished by God, then we have a tricky theological point that just doesn't hold water.
Or you could just conclude from this from another much earlier Bible story that God really doesn't like farmers.
Well, Cain springs to mind, as does Job...
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Date: 2005-04-14 03:17 pm (UTC)Cain was indeed who I was referring to, I mean with the inference that some people manage to drag from the Bible about much more obscure things you could take this to mean that God hates Vegetarians...
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Date: 2005-04-14 03:20 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-04-14 04:52 pm (UTC)So yeah, that's what the book told me, and I BELIEVE IT!
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Date: 2005-04-14 11:13 pm (UTC)