I wonder if I’m the only one that finds this a bit rude and presumptuous. Commanding a god to do something when you are but a mere mortal never seems to be a good idea.
Cut it out, OK? I don’t want to peel your silly bumper sticker off your car, but I will if I have to.
“Lord, if it be Thy will, bless this person who has just sneezed; or, if it be Thy will, smite this person who has just sneezed; but in all things, Lord, Thy will be done, and none shall dare to question Thy justice and Thy wisdom. Amen.”
You kinda get funny looks when you use that one, though, especially in a work-type setting.
Funny, I’m wondering if maybe annointing yourself as the arbiter of what [your deity here] thinks is rude and presumptuous is a bit rude and presumptuous.
And the correct statement to make when somebody sneezes is “Eww! Snot!”
But it’s not a command. As with most things theological, it has many layers, but bascially, it says that we know that God blesses America, because we’re big, beautiful, and above all we’re God’s f-cking people in the best God-damn country in the world, and if you don’t like it you can you-know-what.
Pardon me [sniff] I just got carried away there. Anyway, we’re Right (with a capital R) and that’s why God is on our side. (or vice versa.)
Read a guest column in a news magazine (Time or Newsweek) a few years ago written by a woman who met Red after a performance. She came up to him, shook his hand, and said “God bless you, Mr. Skelton.”
His response: “No, no, my child. We must never assume God will bless us; we can only ask that he do so.” It reminded her that he always ended his shows with “…and may God bless.” Classy guy, that Red.
Dammit. I thought I’d go for the quick jab, and MEBuckner comes through with the knockout punch. I’d have thought of something better than “Bob Bless you,” like “May the sprits of the upper respiratory maintain the clarity of your nasal passages.” Oh well.
[sub]Is a Subgenius one who writes with this sort of text?[/sub]
When people “God bless” my ladylike little sneezes, I smile and thank them, of course, after putting away my lace-trimmed hankie.
But I confess to be a bit gobsmacked by the recent blizzard of “God Bless America” signs metastasizing all over the place since the 11th . . . Can’t help but think of all the “Allah Bless Afghanistan” signs in THEIR country and wonder what’s the difference (“OUR knee-jerk religious fundamentalism is OK; it’s just YOUR knee-jerk religious fundamentalism that’s evil!”). Not that I would ever suggest anyone take their litle sign down if it gives them a warm fuzzy feeling . . . Just that some of us get a bit creeped-out by it, is all.