Thinking Theo-Logically? Theo-Illogically?


As I cast forth these words onto the www, I am overheated by a fired up, coronavirus related ague. Not to worry… in all likelihood, this is no more than a bad case of cabin fever. As such, my mind may’ve become inflamed with delirium… if not utter madness. I’ll leave it up to any cooler headed souls, who may happen by, to determine whether or not my following content is straitjacket worthy… or not…

There’s been some speculation, out there, that the epidemiologists’ and tacticians’ response to the Coronavirus Pandemic (in particular, their social distancing and hunkering down in isolation advice to the masses) has actually driven countless couples… with nothing better to do… to… uh…

To keep this post family friendly / PG-13 rated, let’s just say that as I type these words… as you read them… the amorously-inclined are igniting a nine month long fuse… one which will lead up to a population explosion / baby boom… along about December 25th. No need to mark that down on our calendars… obviously… it already is.

In the Grand Scheme, that cause and effect relationship doth make perfect sense. After all, in the wake of that damned, deadly pathogen, it’d be Mother Nature’s way of… shall we say… kissing and making up?

Or is my premise inherently ill-conceived? Considering the ability for infected, asymptomatic victims to spread this contagion… would not the actual kiss… that typically initiates such interacting… be akin to the kiss of death… namely… the demise of each mommy, daddy and baby-to-be? Anyway, if everyone IS practicing social distancing… shall we say… religiously… how could the required intimacy even come about?

It is that very December 25th timing element (btw… nine months from tomorrow), which now sends my alleged mind soaring… up, up and away… into free association / Biblical mode. Thoughts do flash back… way back… to a Conception of the Immaculate variety… and how this could all relate to healing a multitude of our contemporary ills.

The Second Immaculate Conception could be salvation for whatever will be left of humankind. Fortunately, for us, no disaster, this godforsaken pandemic included, is ever 100 percent efficient. Ergo, the souls who do manage survive will understandably and desperately be in need of an honest to God, spiritual leader’s guidance.

Indeed, my friends, this could be humanity’s do-over in-the-making (as it were).

Let us hope that all, who outlive us, Shalt Not squander the second chance, which such a Second Coming would offer up.