From Mr B, for today's feast of St Blaise, protector against ailments of the throat.
When I think about it, my favorite memories of Catholic ritual are the acts devoid of reason. No logic, no explanation, just fifty kids standing in line waiting for a priest to rub two candle sticks on their throats. That was fun; plus, no "Rejoice" banners were around.
Amen.
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