More Truth

Sue took this picture of jellyfish at the Vancouver Aquarium. I think it's rather stunning.

This morning's sermon was thought-provoking. The vicar rustled up some questions that Jesus had been asked. Some of them were the usual sort of questions that all teachers get, ones where, had the questioners being paying attention, they wouldn't have needed to ask. (How do I enter the Kingdom of Heaven? Who is my neighbour?).
Others were more original. (Does this make me look fat?) But then the vicar said that none of these were the kinds of questions her parishioners came to ask her. No-one ever sat in her office and asked,
'Will I go to Heaven or Hell?' what people actually asked was how they could deal with problems in their own lives.

I guess that may seem obvious, but it wasn't to me, that people ask their vicar about the mundane rather than the spiritual.

She also quoted Sophocles as saying,
'No-one can tell whether a day is good until it has ended,'

For some baggage carousel reason, it set me thinking about truth again. One person sees that the other started something, the other sees it as the first.
At Mayhem, you were often called upon to make these judgements. What you really had to do was ignore the quarrel and get their attention back, because.....once you do start trying to find out who started something, there is frequently no answer.

You may get the he did-she did back to a,
'But Miss, she give me the evils....' So it starts with a perceived look. What that is really saying is that it starts somewhere else, outside of the current arena. It's all like some Vicky Pollard sketch inside their heads.
She thinks that he dissed her with a look, because somewhere in the past, someone has done this to her, he has looked, but may or may not have had any idea that he has looked that way, or that it meant that.
So who is to blame? There isn't always someone to blame, the truth is not always out there. When people are involved, science often isn't.

Another thing I have been poleaxed by today has been the continuing sorrow of the parents of the little girl who was abducted from the hotel room in Portugal. Another extensive search, and yet nothing.
It must seem that so many of the things we do wrong every day are forgiven, we get away with things, slip beneath the radar, but then sometimes, something someone does, the same as everyone else, nothing huge, will end in a death sentence or an unbearable loss or an irreversible outcome.

Elsewhere, in the made-up country of Iran, the world has been saved from 230 Satanists who have been arrested for taking part in music, drinking and general revelry whilst inappropriately dressed.
Phew, what a near miss.
Plonkers.