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Touchdown Jesus Burns Down

The church vows he'll be back. I've seen this thing many times, since it's on I-75 between Cincinnati and Dayton, on my route between Carolina and Michigan. I think my daughter even took a picture of it once. But I never imagined it was flammable and susceptible to lightning.

Perhaps there's something poetic about building a statue out of styrofoam, wood and fiberglass resin, since it is perishable, just like milk and us. Makes me think of a poem by my mentor (never a tormentor, at least not to me) Gustavo Pérez Firmat, called "Bacon":

Let them have motion.
Let them be sensitive
Leave to them depth of feeling,
complicated loves.

I'm square
on the side of inarticulate glee.

For me the melody of dishwashers.
For me the mortal grave,
the housefuls, the can of beer,
bacon.

For me the things
that never leave a thing.

Still, you'd think that those Ohio Christians would want to emulate the Romans, the Greeks, the European Christians, or even the Mormons for that matter, and build their Jesus out of marble. But I guess that would be complicated and not so cost-effective.


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trucks

That's a Peterbilt passing a White Freightliner, if I'm not mistaken.
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