I’m pretty sure the answer to the question in the title is “no,” but there are many things I don’t know about religion. For example: Why is it that some Christians celebrate Easter by eating bunny-shaped chocolates (often after an informal hunt) and painting eggs, while others celebrate it by carrying a gigantic wooden cross up to the point well they will be literally nailed to it in a fashion that was – to my knowledge – reminiscent of how Jesus was forced to a few millennia ago? And for that matter… what part of that makes it “Good Friday?”
Despite being condemned by the Catholic church itself, Christians the Philippines have been reenacting Jesus’ death in what they call a “passion play” for years. Yesterday marked the latest play, which actually – no I’m not speaking metaphorically – involved real crucifixion. Nailing real nails. Through their real hands. And this isn’t just a crazy family who decided to make a cult-like perversion of a religion. Thousands of onlookers, many of which are tourists, come for the show.
I just want to put this into perspective: People from the Philipines would rather jam a nail through their hands and be literally crucified than listen to Justin Bieber – considering the latter is the only of the two that is being considered for a nationwide ban. For much more disturbing photos, see Russia Today’s post here.
And during this event religious people also march the streets whipping their backs with bamboo sticks, often spraying the tourists and audience with blood. The reason for this it to atone for one’s sins. Or, naturally, to be closer to God. Because nothing says closeness like the bleeding flesh off one’s back or a nail through the hand of a follower.
So why is it called “Good Friday?” BibleStudy.org
has this to say: wrote something about it which I can’t legally share here anymore because I was threatened with litigation.
Well that was pretty well-researched. Unfortunately, all I understood as the answer to the question “why do we call it Good Friday” was “I have no idea, stop asking.” But then again, I suppose that is the rationale for a lot of religious events like the live crucifixion described above.
When it comes to the choice of crucifixions, rationality, etc., I’ll stick with the flying spaghetti monster. At least believing in that means I don’t have to whip myself. (Unless, of course, the Lord told me to.)