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Monday, May 15, 2006
 

Drop the Rice and Run

This article in the London Times explains how some Indonesians traditionally try to appease Mt. Merapi by tossing "rice, jewellery, and live animals" into the fiery pit under a full moon. I'd like to advise anyone doing that now to start running. It think we're just past a full moon, though, so, apparently: "In one of the villages in the shadow of Merapi, holy men lit incense and set rice, fruit and vegetables floating down a river in a ceremony they believed would appease the spirits and prevent an eruption."

Seriously, people. Make a break for it.

Here's a picture I took from the top of Borobudur, unfortunately not in the direction of Mt. Merapi. I don't have any good pictures of the volcano. (How does that happen? I was standing on a ruin that had once been buried in ash from Merapi, and I didn't snap a picture of the beast? What was I thinking? At least in Pompeii I had the presence of mind to snap Vesuvius.) (Which was terrifying.)

posted by Michael Scott Moore | 9:45 PM
Comments:
I'm reminded of the story about a man who hears that a flood is coming. When the police try to evacuate him, he says, "no, the Lord will save me." When the water is up to his second-floor windows and someone comes by in a boat, he say, "no, the Lord will save me." When the water is up to the roofline and rescuers in a helicopter try to pick him up, he refuses with the words "no, the Lord will save me."

So he drowns. And standing before God on high, he rages. "Why didn't you save me?" And the Lord says, "what do you mean? I sent the police, I sent a boat, I sent a helicopter!"
 
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