After reading the incredible,
heartfelt rant by TheBlaz, I made the terrible mistake of looking at the New York Times, where they report that the
Lamont-Lieberman race is getting closer as we approach the wire.
I was feeling a panicky, sick, "here-we-go-again-even-without-Diebold" sense, like the feeling you get when you step off a curb without realizing it was there, a sudden victim of the asshole fates. I hit Google news as hard as my little retinae could scan, seeking... SOMETHING. Something to get me through yet another disappointment, just in case.
I found a miracle. Join me, oh brethren and sisteren (I'm pretty sure that's a churchy word), beyond the floop:
What I found, friends, was the story of a man. A man in pain, who found cheer in the unlikeliest place. And I say this, despite an embedded slide show of even less likely places, like a fish bone.
'Jesus Shrimp' Brings Relief To N. California Man
Honestly, I just cannot get enough of these stories. Here is a sample (the whole thing is very short, but the slide show makes the linky voyage worthwhile...):
An NBC11 viewer submitted photos of a shrimp he said has the face of Jesus on it. Steve Faus, of El Dorado Hills, said he discovered the face a few weeks ago.
Funny. Seems like sort of a non-Kosher place for JC to hang out. Judge for yourself!
I do not want to break rules about copying the whole thing, but I cannot resist sharing the part that made me feel such relief:
Faus, who is going through a nasty divorce, said that when he saw the face, he felt "relieved from all the stress."
"There was a sense of calm that I have never experienced before," Faus said in an e-mail to NBC11. "I've heard about people receiving 'signs' but have never known anyone or experienced it myself until now."
One thing mentioned in the story is that he cooked the shrimp "on the barbie." (She really does get around!) They failed to mention that this is the crucifixion all over again! Oh, Mel Gibson! The PAIN!
As noted earlier, perhaps the best part of the story is an embedded slide show, with other examples of the Big Man showing up in the darnedest places. For example, the fish bone!
And, perhaps my favorite. This very nice woman from Oklahoma found an image of Jesus in a wall while renovating her apartment.
I cannot see Jesus at all. I DO, however see Satan's shadow! Nonetheless, I am, once again, relatively calm. Lieberman is getting his ass kicked, shrimp willing.
Go to sleep.