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Holy
Water
for release 01-14-05
The Power
of Water
With the death toll from the tsunami at 160,000 and counting I don't think
the people in the region need to be convinced of the power of water.
In Lampasas, Texas there is a little golf course that straddles the banks
of Sulphur Creek. When I was a child, my grandfather was the pro at this
golf course and also ran the municipal swimming pool that was there. The
pool was approximately Olympic sized but not rectangular. It was filled
from a spring that also fed Sulphur Creek. The water bubbled from the
ground and it was COLD. When you swam in the pool, it would only be three
or four minutes until your lips and fingernails turned blue. We didn't
put chlorine in the water, we drained the whole pool once a week and refilled
it. The water was free.
When I was around ten years old I would spend summers with my grandparents
who lived in an apartment which was on the second floor of the clubhouse
building overlooking the pool. One year there were heavy rains. This happens
on occasion in Central Texas. There was enough rain to turn Sulphur Creek
from a crystal clear spring creek into the muddy torrent of a flood creek.
The waters rose to about six feet deep in the second floor apartment.
One of my uncles was the local doctor and lived about a mile up the road
from the park. When the waters subsided they found my uncle's ten foot
long deep freezer in the swimming pool still full of venison. Water is
powerful. You can drown in a half cup of it. I can barely imagine a twenty
foot tall wave moving as fast as a freight train carrying refrigerators
and cars and dead bodies and small houses.
If you are a disaster film buff, this one has it all. The movie opens
with pastoral underwater shots of colorful fish lazily cruising on a coral
reef and then a rumble as the camera shakes and the sea floor tears itself
apart. Cut to carefree tourists on a sunny beach and pan to bucolic native
fishermen towing their nets off the coast and villagers in their serene
and daily activities next to the shore. Then ominous music as we see a
helicopter shot of the twenty foot ripple spreading in the Indian Ocean,
spreading, spreading, noiseless, relentless, like a sinister curtain.
Industrial Light and Magic takes over now with the killer special effects--
noise and deluge and eighty mile per hour aqua terror washing across cities
and landscapes sweeping away lives and ships and generations like a biblical
video game. And that's just the first twenty minutes of the movie. Think
Spielburg here. For two more hours you get to see scenes of carnage and
destruction, mud and hunger everywhere and then the heroic survivor stories
and the warm and fuzzy of the relief efforts and the outpouring of charity.
There are subplots of evil do, screenshots of bloggers all over the world
talking about underwater nuclear tests by India or Pakistan or geological
theories that the quake was caused by pumping all the oil from Arabian
sand. It's the perfect disaster flick. Don't worry, you'll be able to
see it in your local theater next year. Drip, drip, water is powerful.
In the first few days after the disaster the White House was mute. George
Bush wasn't snoozing in front of the bowl games with a belly full of free
range turkey like everybody assumed. High level sources tell this reporter
that the White House Staff was embroiled in policy making. The wires were
alive with video conferencing. They had to decide whether to send relief
or to declare War on Water.
On January 4, Tom DeLay offered this in the Congressional Prayer Meeting.
Saith DeLay:
A reading of the Gospel, in Matthew 7:21 through 27.
Not every one who says to me, "Lord, Lord," will enter the
kingdom of heaven; but only the one who does the will of my Father in
heaven.
Many will say to me on that day, "Lord, Lord, did we not prophesy
in your name? Did we not drive out demons in your name? Did we not do
mighty deeds in your name?
"Then I will declare to them solemnly, 'I never knew you: depart
from me, you evil doers.'"
Everyone who listens to these words of mine, and acts on them, will
be like a wise man, who built his house on a rock:
The rain fell, the floods came, and the winds blew, and buffeted the
house, but it did not collapse; it has been set solidly on rock.
And everyone who listens to these words of mine, but does not act on
them, will be like a fool who built his house on sand:
The rain fell, the floods came, and the winds blew, and buffeted the
house, and it collapsed and was completely ruined."
So, you can see what a quandary the neo-cons were in. Was this disaster
just fair retribution for worshipping the wrong god? After all, most of
the victims were Muslim. They read up on their Genesis. But you can't
take Moses' word and after all Abraham was part Muslim, wasn't he?
So, at last we come to the water of Baptism. Just a little dab will do
ya. If the heathens would have been Baptized with a few drops then they
wouldn't have had to endure full immersion. Say DeLay.
The Poet's Eye sees that the most powerful water in the tsunami zone in
the near future will be clean drinking water. In bottles. Call me Evian.
Is that naive spelled backwards?
You've got to prime the pump. You must have faith and believe.
You've got to give of yourself 'fore you're worthy to receive.
Drink all the water you can hold. Wash your face to your feet. Leave
the bottle full for others. Thank you kindly, Desert Pete.---Kingston
Trio.
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