For the ump-teenth time, the Baby Jesus from the nativity scene in Basin Park (Eureka Springs, Arkansas, USA) has been stolen. This year the theif made off with the whole manger, a concrete block anchor, and the chain that tied everything together.
Maybe I'm just becoming (have become?) a fuddy-duddy, but come on! Pranks like this (and that's all it is) are now boring. Beta Sigma Pi, the sorority that provides the nativity, has had to install security video to protect a manger scene. Come on, aren't there better pranks?
Two years ago was probably the best though. Two years ago, the abductor of the infant King was a seventy year old grandmother who was dared to steal Jesus by her granddaughter. Are we now so desperate for approval that a pensioner can be double-dog-dared by a teenager into theft? Peer pressure normally doesn't extend beyond a 50 year age difference-and shouldn't.
By the way, the woman and the court came to a settlement which she failed to comply with. She ended up doing an afternoon in jail because of a stupid prank.
I lived in Austin, Texas for over three years, the land of weird. So proud of weird that at Mardi Gras one year the city set aside and closed off a street where women could flash their breasts without fear of being accosted at the request of women who wanted to flash because it's Mardi Gras in Austin.
Friends, can't we grow up just a little? Take it from someone who knew his fair share of irresponsible behavior, you can grow up without growing old. Some traditions should be allowed to fade off into the sunset.
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