Yesterday, our fair city held its annual Christmas Parade. It is always held before Thanksgiving, because the City Fathers believe that if the weather is too cold there won’t be a good turnout.
A quite chilly grey day was what the Weather Gods provided for this year’s parade. To complete the irony, I suspect imagine that the Saturday after Thanksgiving will be a beautiful, warm, sunny day, as it generally is.
Anyway, I was on my way to my tie dye date, and I happened to drive past a local mini-strip mall where a group of people were preparing their float for the parade. I was motivated to stop and take a photograph of their offering.
The business that was sponsoring this float was a small restaurant called the Old Hickory Steakhouse. The occupant on the float is generally parked outside their storefront advertising their product. They are very proud of their religion, they advertise that they are a Christian steak house on their sign, via the symbolism of the “fish” symbol. What this means is that you cannot get an alcoholic beverage with your meal. I find this odd, since Christ saw fit to change water into wine at a wedding. But I digress.
I showed this picture to Jim, and he said something about idolatry. He also mentioned that if I had photoshop I could change the main figure to gold, which would make the irony complete. If you click on the photo, WordPress will give you a full view of the whole thing.
The banner reads: “Jesus: Our Amazing Hope” There are many editorial comments that one could make about this float, but I shall leave them to you.
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