When Robert Kubica emerged from a spectacular high speed crash in Montreal with nothing more than a slight concussion and a sprained ankle fans of Formula 1 were quick to praise the high standard of safety mandated in the design of grand prix cars.
It seems that we may be giving these so called designers a little too much credit, apparently the reason Kubica fared so well is a miracle. A miracle performed by the late Karol Józef Wojtyła, or Pope John Paul II to you.
And the evidence for this intervention? Kubica hails from Krakow, the late pontiff's home city.
Oh well, when you put it like that.
Kubica is remaining admirably tight-lipped about the claims. They crop up because the complicated rules governing the canonization of saints mean supporters of the canonization must acrue a body of 'evidence' of heroic virtue and a posthumous miracle. These folk are keen to fast-track Karol, 'cause he was a stand-up kinda guy.
You know what? Fuck it, make him a saint. It's your game and your ball do what you like, it's not going to make any difference to the rest of the planet if you decide that he's to be awarded the honorific Grand high Duke of Kickass. What makes me chortle is the incredibly prim and serious business of collecting evidence, like there's some kind of methodology behind this superstitous claptrap.
Oh, and don't think I've missed the irony of them spending the rest of their day ignoring truckloads of scientific evidence that disagrees with their odd beliefs.
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