Churchy corona-defiers everywhere are awfully good at detecting and fearing forces (God, Satan, demons, and so on) that no one in their right mind can see. Why can’t they also easily grasp the existence and the threat of the nigh-invisible — but very real — COVID-19-causing virus?
My theory is that it has to do with the disease’s initial lack of gruesome symptoms. I mean, where’s the drama? An intermittent dry cough (audible but invisible), a headache (invisible), some joint pains (invisible), a fever (only sort of visible) — it’s all a little on the underwhelming side, isn’t it? And as soon as a sufferer’s symptoms become conspicuous and scary, he or she is shunted to a hospital ward, maybe an intensive-care unit, where death, if it comes, occurs outside everyone’s view except for the doctors and nurses.
It’s easy — moronic and irresponsible, but easy — to pooh-pooh a deadly disease that announces itself so modestly, almost gingerly (and sometimes not at all, given that many coronavirus carriers are completely asymptomatic).
That got me thinking.
Would the John Greiners and Tony Spells of this world maintain their recalcitrant posture, their I’ll-die-for Jesus-and-I-just-might-take-you-with-me intransigence, if COVID’s symptoms were like those of the bubonic, septicemic, or pneumonic plague?
And then they request a laying on of hands, so that the power of the congregation’s belief in the Almighty can heal them.
I can’t know for sure, but I strongly suspect that Greiner, Spell, et al would fold like lawn chairs. They wouldn’t have the stomach for it. They’d cut the grandstanding, the carping, and the bluster about religious liberty. They’d quake in their Bruno Maglis, shut their braying pieholes, and slink home to comply with the government’s public-health directives.
We’d find out exactly what their sacred religious principles are really worth.
I’ve never longed to be inside a church, but I’d pay serious money to witness that scene.
While keeping the state-required distance, of course.
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