Black rabbit
"When you believe in things that you don't understand,
Then you suffer,
Superstition ain't the way"- Stevie Wonder
As I was driving up the highway today, I realized it was July 1st, and I quickly said, "rabbit, rabbit," as I usually do on the first of each month. This is a superstitious habit I picked up years ago. Driving along, I got to thinking about how I picked this up, and I realized that I picked it up after reading an interview with Gilda Radner. She said this on the first of each and every month to bring her good luck. Then I nearly slammed on the brakes, right in the middle of I-5 north.
Y'all, Gilda died of a young age from ovarian cancer. So much for the good luck there.
Now, I nearly had a damn freak out in the car, and my reasoning was this: I've been saying "rabbit, rabbit" on the first of each month, just like Gilda did, and Gilda died at a young age from cancer, and I have had something that I could have easily died from at a young age, and as my doctors have so helpfully reminded me, oh as recently as Friday, I still have a 10-25% chance of dropping dead in the next 1-3 months fron the clots or complications. You follow?
No? Yeah, didn't think so. Because it's superstitious psychobabble with no grounding in reality. And once I realized that, I slapped my Irish-Hungarian-throwing-salt-over-the-shoulder-ass in gear and shook it off. Still, it felt a bit cwweeepppeee. No more rabbits for me; it feels too funky.
Is anyone out there superstitious, even though you know better? If so, what are you superstitious about?
Then you suffer,
Superstition ain't the way"- Stevie Wonder
As I was driving up the highway today, I realized it was July 1st, and I quickly said, "rabbit, rabbit," as I usually do on the first of each month. This is a superstitious habit I picked up years ago. Driving along, I got to thinking about how I picked this up, and I realized that I picked it up after reading an interview with Gilda Radner. She said this on the first of each and every month to bring her good luck. Then I nearly slammed on the brakes, right in the middle of I-5 north.
Y'all, Gilda died of a young age from ovarian cancer. So much for the good luck there.
Now, I nearly had a damn freak out in the car, and my reasoning was this: I've been saying "rabbit, rabbit" on the first of each month, just like Gilda did, and Gilda died at a young age from cancer, and I have had something that I could have easily died from at a young age, and as my doctors have so helpfully reminded me, oh as recently as Friday, I still have a 10-25% chance of dropping dead in the next 1-3 months fron the clots or complications. You follow?
No? Yeah, didn't think so. Because it's superstitious psychobabble with no grounding in reality. And once I realized that, I slapped my Irish-Hungarian-throwing-salt-over-the-shoulder-ass in gear and shook it off. Still, it felt a bit cwweeepppeee. No more rabbits for me; it feels too funky.
Is anyone out there superstitious, even though you know better? If so, what are you superstitious about?
3 Comments:
Glad to hear you overcame the bad
karma and now it's time to celebrate and be positive or at least shake the negative feelings away. Don't worry , be happy.
Gilda Radner was a funny lady, but definitely not the person whose example you want to follow in the luck department. I can see how it creeped you out, given your current medical situation. Yikes.
I know I'm superstitious about some things, but I can't think of any off the top of my head. However, I did use superstition as my excuse for not telling anyone what we were going to name our baby before she was born. The truth was that I just didn't want anyone to throw their 2 cents in. :-)
I feed expired parking meters on the streets because I think it helps me not get speeding tickets....
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