The New Old World Order: Welcome to the State of Superstition

From our Halloween Specials series, but without ghosts.

Did the title The New Old World Order: Welcome to the State of Superstition elicit any emotional reaction on your part? Just checking how in touch you are with yourself.

We are pleased to see that the world is of full of miracles because this reinforces our long held belief that national boundaries have all but disappeared and humankind is living in the single, world-wide State of Superstition.***

We would be terminally boring if we gave you a list of miracles from the last two days reported in major newspapers around the world.

In just one German paper on a single day, we found:
The U.S. Fracking Miracle
The German Jobs Miracle
The Fall of the Iron Curtain Miracle

It's so obvious, yet so under reported, which is how the proponents of the New World Order (NWO) claim to see the world. They haven't noticed the State of Superstition because it is old and new at the same time. Maybe, or maybe because they plainly didn't pay attention.

Being a bit of a miracle worker myself, the blogster's attention instantaneously zooms in on any miracle reporting and has registered the uptick in miracles over a couple of decades.

The blogster will tell the story of its* miracle with all the modesty that behooves an internet publisher pseudonym.

This was not an ordinary miracle of the kind any pope can do, ours was a Miracle's Miracle, the kind even Scientology hasn't managed to buy yet.

In retrospect, the day of the Miracle's Miracle was auspicious. The three large trays of volunteer tomato plants from the yard miraculously fit into the old car, which miraculously started up, miraculously taking us from the abode (known to friends and family as the Hobbit Hole) to the location of the show. The show was a concert of Furthur. Miraculously early, we gave away the tomatoes, all 40 or 50, except one and ventured towards Shakedown Street, where the faithful gathered before a show, set up little stands to sell and buy stuff, meet friends and new friends and be jolly.  

A young man, a finger in the air as a sign of looking for a ticket (also known as a miracle) accosted us: do have a spare ticket?

No, but we have a tomato plant. Here, maybe you can exchange it for a ticket.

He took the plant and thanked us.

To any rational and logic-bound observer, this exchange would be absurd.

An hour or so later, having done the Shakedown Street thing, we joined the long procession towards the venue gates. And there he was, the young man holding the 3 inch tomato plant in front of his tie-dye clad chest. He took a few steps towards us, smiled and reached into his back pocket with his free hand.
Proudly holding up a ticket, he explained: It worked, I traded the plant for a ticket, and then they gave me back the plant.

See, that's how a Miracle's Miracle is supposed to work.

The fracking miracle, the jobs miracle, the election win** miracle, they are purely superstition, made up by people who do not see the difference between a state of wishful thinking and a world running on the laws of science.

Efforts to re-establish traditional borders, as concrete slabs or high tech cattle ranges, create hardship and conflict but they cannot erase that unified new old world order represented by the State of Superstition.

* Gender neutral, doing like the boss.
** That one may also be slick fraud.
*** Yeah, the flag issue. Still researching...