Eating Mother Mary…
Read on BBC news that the so-called “Virgin Mary” sandwich has sold on eBay for $28,000. That’s right, some woman has sold a 10-year old grilled cheese sandwich that supposedly has an image of Mother Mary emblazoned on the bread for a sum that could buy most people a brand new vehicle.
The casino that purchased the miracle bread plans to tour the sandwich around the world and donate the proceeds to charity. Can’t imagine anywhere that a holy icon like Mary, Mother of God, would rather be than in the hands of a casino. She’s a Catholic mascot so maybe a bingo hall would be more appropriate?
Now others are jumping on board with their own miracle sandwiches for sale, like one eBayer who is selling one that features an image of Christ that you “don’t have to pay tens of thousands of dollars” for. No, he’ll only charge you a grand for it. And he’s double-bagged it to make sure it doesn’t get moldy so your purchase is well protected if you decide to literally “eat of the body”.
My favorite is this one, which pretty much sums up this entire holy sandwich farce:
People are always seeing Jesus or Mary in burnt toast, the sides of buildings, or on trees, never stopping to ask themselves why such powerful deities would choose to appear in such ridiculous places, not to mention the fact that—at least to my knowledge—no known photographs of either Jesus or Mary exist. So how do they even know what they look like? “Lookie here, a face with a beard on my fish stick. Must be Jesus tryin’ ta tell me sumtin’!”
Instead of Jesus demonstrating his love and power by ending war, famine, and all the other bad stuff, he just wants to peek out at us from a burnt cinnamon bun? What the hell is that supposed to prove? I’m sure Satan is on the run now!
The fact is people can look at anything and see what they want to see. Religious fervents are always desperate for some physical validation of their faith. This is just the old “man in the moon” illusion, the mind searching for patterns, filling in the gaps to make sense of things that aren’t really there. Kind of like the face on Mars that had everyone freaked out a few years ago and the so-called devil’s face in the smoke of the crumbling WTC.
I’m sure if I stared at my bowel movement long enough I could see the face of Paris Hilton staring back…or is it Ashlee Simpson?
Hmmm. Hard to tell.