Interesting debate among commenters here (click) on a story we ran about a hiker who broke her leg and survived four days in the wilderness reciting poetry, playing mind games and praying.
The headline only said she credited her survival with her LDS faith, and the proponents of mind games and poetry are chiming in. The Flying Spaghetti Monster (all hail his noodly holiness) even has supporters.
The whole silly thing reminds me of the joke about the lady who gets on an elevator with two other people and, just as the doors are closing, has a bad feeling and gets off again. The elevator plunges to the basement killing the two people inside and the woman says her guardian angel saved her by making her get off.
“So,” says the person telling the story, “where were the guardian angels of the other two people … out to coffee?”
Perhaps prayer and mind games and poetry helped this lady make it through the four days until a rental car agreement in her motel tipped people off that she was missing (“Woman saved by rental car agreement” doesn’t have the same headline appeal, I guess) but I would give some credit to the temperatures, which never got cold enough to cause hypothermia, and her residual body fat that kept her nurished.
And the rental car agreement. “Woman saved by litter, global warming!”
Funny how when someone is lost in the desert, and dies, nobody ever blames God.