Eccentric Flower:199809/strange hubris

nine september ninety eight one p m

strange hubris

Today I saw a license plate which said "I Was SAVED ... At The Such-and-such Revival!" I have already forgotten the name of the place, which is typical of my brain.

Of course, in Massachusetts there's no place to put such promotional license plates (i.e. ones which aren't official); in some states you can put them on the front of your car, but we require plates on both ends. So the owner had stuck it up in the rear window.

This strikes me as the oddest sentiment - it's the same impression I get from bumper stickers that say "In case of Rapture this car will be unmanned" or some such. I am not trying to pick on anyone's religion - in fact, you can have my heartfelt wishes that you're right. If one day there will be a Last Trump and then the process of sorting out what's what begins, I sincerely hope you number among the Good Guys. Honest.

But last I heard, Pride was a deadly sin, yes?

Even discounting the ill effects (and ill will engendered by) hubris, it seems to me a strange thing to want a souvenir for. Like saying "I got swept up by the Rapture and all I got was this lousy T-shirt."

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