I vaguely recall some discussions about abusing the hosts, i.e. pocketing it instead of eating it in the church after it had been consecrated. No matter how seriously some members took it (and some of them took it very seriously indeed), they couldn’t make it any less silly.
Except to come in with no opinion on the topic, just to encourage gratuitous religious insults during one particular religion’s holy week, under color of being a moderator. Insults are allowed here, not required. But, since you insist, as a moderator and a person, you are a remarkably hollow vessel.
Ok, jumping into this tangent with both feet…
So many kids of my peer group grew up hearing horror stories from nuns. Scary “true” stories about the horrors that happened to people who didn’t revere the sacred cardboard circle. Many of which ended with the skeptical child recoiling in terror from a bloody hunk of flesh after the cracker reconstituted itself as a real chunk of body.
Scaring kids and claiming your made-up stories really happened is hardly “holy”.
Meanwhile, a wonderfully spiritual minister I know once served communion using Coke and Oreos. Not to mention our Senior Pastor (60s, silver hair, classy and intellectual) who sneaks a Lebowski line into every sermon… “In the parlance of the day…”
I’m always surprised by how the most spiritual people I know are also the least uptight about it.
You’re a remarkable idiot. You’ve been here long enough to know that I’m posting here as a poster and not as a moderator. So piss the fuck off. Stop whining about me being a moderator. If the Pit upsets you, THEN DON’T FUCKING READ IT, dipshit.
When I was probably about 12, I had just received communion and accidentally sneezed after I returned to my seat. I was horrified to see bits of masticated host on my fingers (which meant there were probably fragments all over the place)! :eek::eek::eek: But I didn’t dare to say anything, since the nuns had made us think that such an occurrence would require the equivalent of deploying a Hazmat team to deal with the sacrilege.
as an ex-altar boy, I’ve long been fascinated b the way Catholics treat the Host as if it’s radioactive (or, as you say, Hazardous material). The priest is careful to wash his fingers after handling it, we altar boys used to use the paten to capture stray pieces, the priest drank the water with the captured crumbs. Anything not eaten went into a special drain where it went to a dedicated sump. (I thought of it as a Sanctified Storage Facility). Fortunately, there’s no critical mass for Holiness. If you get too much concentrated in one spot by effective column chromatography you won’t get a radiant outburst, like at Chelyabinsk.
The only way to de-activate holiness, apparently, is by digestion in a human alimentary canal.
…says the bitchy little wart who missed the point in the first place AND who is just too stupid to grasp that the valdity of my point does not rest on whether he thinks I follow my own advice. Tell you what, bird brain, you called me a hypocrite…so why don’t you go back and find all the times I mocked somebody’s religious beliefs. If you can demonstrate a pattern of my engaging in that behavior, then you could validly squeal “hypocrite!” Or don’t. You’re such a ridiculous little person that criticisms coming from you carry no weight.
+1
Give him a break, though. This board is the one place he gets to feel powerful.
When isn’t it a holy day, or week, or month? The ecumenical calendar is so filled with “The 24th day of This” or “The 3 week of That” or “the 7th Sunday of The Other Thing” that I’m surprised they haven’t petitioned for a 400-day year to stop the inevitable overlapping of “Holy” periods.
Boy, howdy. Check the Catholic calendar to see that EVERY day is a Saint’s Day! Pick your favorites and buy champagne for each!
I was never a Church a’ Rome person, so some of my knowledge is informed by the great underground comix artist Justin Green’s epochal Binky Brown and the Holy Virgin Mary, the first confessional autobiographical comic book. As an altar boy, he witnesses a parishioner sneezing and expelling a consecrated host during mass. The whole show comes to a halt as a dozen priests descend from the wings and carry out complex “de-sanctifying” maneuvers over the dropped cracker.
There was a sect whose name I can’t recall, who believed the consecrated nature of the Eucharist survived digestion. Thus they went to rather elaborate lengths to dispose of their excrements.
Giving new meaning to the phrase “holy shit, it’s Monday”.
Regards,
Shodan
Not because I doubt you, really-but I sincerely want to know more about this group.
Well, unless that guy from the EPA shows up and demands you shut down the containment grid.
Who you gonna call? Hostbusters!
That definitely deserves a golf clap.
Should I use the sand wedge or the 7 iron on him?
Why can’t we ever have one Hitler thread that doesn’t turn into a debate about the Blessed Sacrament?
Not mine, but had to share:
OK, now that was funny.
There should be a term for when religion ends up beating the original thread topic. Call it “God wins” or something like that.
This could be the most concentrated dose of clever comments I’ve seen. I’m laughing at this and my family’s giving me sidelong glances.
Thank God they haven’t asked me what’s so funny, or I’ll collapse in mirth and wheeze “It’s this thread about Hitler and chemical weapons…”
Godwin’s rolling over in his grave, or he would be if he was in it.